Hey there, Chickens!
Things are lookin’ up over Collie Way…
I have a new job. Another one. The other New Job was not something I could deal with. I realize now I’d have done better to stay on the Unemployment instead of take that job (it paid SQUAT-not enough to live on and considering what all was expected of you…no thanks). I guess I thought that it would be better to do that than NOT work at all.
It was not a totally negative experience. I met some interesting people, learned some things I didn’t know, it got me out of the house for 9 weeks and gave me something to do (I really think I’da ended up at the Nuthouse had I not had something to do) but it also gave me something I’d never had before-migraines, unless of course, that was totally coincidental that I started having those the same time I started working there. I only get them around that “special” time of the month, which I really don’t have anymore. A friend of mine calls it “The Phantom Rag.” Heh.
Anyway, so I’m going to work for this other company and you know how you feel stuff in your gut and know something’s right? That’s how this is. I’m very excited. I will be working close to my Mom’s house, which is good considering she has her surgery this coming Wednesday to deal with this damn cancer. I’m glad I’ll be close to her.
I still have rent to pay in a week. I had done a little house cleaning and would love to do a few more this week if anybody wants it and I can swing it with Mom’s surgery and all that. I’m not too worried about that sorta thing though cause God’s been awfully good to provide for me.
Speaking of Mom….If praying is your thang, do pray for Mimi/Mom/Barbara/Bobbie/Mrs. Collie-whatever she is to you. The prognosis is positive. It’s gonna be hard on her beforehand not being able to smoke her Marblies or drink her coffee. It’s a rough surgery at any age, but, at going on 75 with COPD, it’s not gonna be easy.
Foster went to his first Training class this week. Oh my gosh! This is the coolest thing. Miz Nikki knows her stuff and I’m amazed just since Monday, our first class, how Foster is really…I don’t know how to explain it really-it’s like he really wants to please me. He does sooo good with the Sitting and with the whole Control thing with the food. His biggest problem is mouthing and nipping. I know that’s part of the whole working breed that he is and we’re working on it.
Foster is also a very horny dog. I notice when he gets nippy and irritating is the same time he is wanting to hump everything he sees. Dr. Heather the Vet won’t neuter him til he’s 6 months old. Nikki said I should find somebody who would neuter him sooner. What to do?
I’m noticing this week that he’s really getting affectionate towards me. I mean, he’s liked me since the day I got him and all but he knows his name now, knows me and my habits (he hides under the bed when I get in the shower because he knows that usually means I’m going somewhere and he’ll have to get in the crate!) and the Potty Training thing is really going good. I took him for his 2nd Vet visit yesterday and the Vet said his kinda breed is the kind that outsmarts their owners. He is smart for sure. He has doubled his weight since I first took him to the vet. He weighed 7 lbs that day. He weighed 17.5 yesterday.
The other night, I had gone to Spin Class and I was tired and thought maybe we could skip our Daily Constitutional for just one night but Foster would have none of it. He started the nippin’ thing and was staring at me, with that one ear up and one down thing, tongue hanging out as if to say “Um…aren’t you forgetting something” So we went and walked later in the evening and he was very happy.
He’s done something for me here lately that I can’t quite describe. I don’t even mind (too much) when passing cars at the park stop me to ask what kind of dog he is. That happens just about everyday. He seems to make other people, besides me, smile. That is very cool.