doggy dogs

This morning when I let Tori out there was a strange looking leafy type thing sitting on our back step. It basically looked like this:
(these are not real photos…if I only I were smart enough to have grabbed my camera….instead you are getting my photo shopped versions)

I didn’t have my contacts in yet, so basically it looked like a leaf with legs. I bent down to get a closer look and still couldn’t quit figure out what it was. I told Karli to get her Daddy. He said it looking like a praying mantis…but with it’s head missing.

Huh? What!!?? No way, Tori was just playing with, basically chewing and spitting out, something that I thought was a leaf. Yuck yuck yuck…I was dancing around the kitchen with the heebie jeebies.

I begged Ken to clean it up before Tori got a hold of it again. He just HAD to tell me that he seen it’s head and the rest of it’s body. Now, it is important to understand what this bug looked like before my precious 4 month old puppy got it’s paws on it.

I told you …. totally disgusting!

Then the topper was when I asked Ken if he was sure he got it all. The thought of Tori going back out there and chewing it was grossing me out. He told me he had and then I pointed down to the ground and said, “what’s that”? He replied, “Just a leaf” and then proceeded to kick it with his BARE foot and the so called leaf squirted out slimy bug juice.

If only she could help me get through my piles of work.

I decided to name my baby girl Tori even though everyone except Michele voted for Bella. I actually had the name Tori picked out even before I found a puppy and I probably would have regretted not sticking with it. Tori is an absolute doll. She loves me almost as much as I love her. She follows me everywhere and cries when she can’t see me. It’s almost like having a newborn in the house again. The one night I was cuddling with her at the edge of my side of the bed before I put her in her bed and Ken came in and asked if I was breast feeding her. LOL…the atmosphere was just like it was when I used to nurse our babies at night. My bedside lamp on, the tv real low, etc. It was funny.

There is an entire photo album full of pictures of Tori here, which actually includes photos of her when she was first born. Tori has had a sweater on already, lots of bows. She even had her first bath tonight, which the above photo was taken after her first bath. The kids love her, but they know she is my puppy. We went to the Notre Dame vs. Purdue football game in South Bend on Saturday and I almost didn’t go because I didn’t want to leave her. I was nervous about leaving her with the kids and my parents all day. I don’t take my eyes off her. On the way home that night I told Ken I missed her so much! I am going crazy I think. Maybe this is my way of dealing with not being able to have any more babies.

My wonderful, amazing, extraordinary, fantastic, incredible, super, terrific, marvelous, husband bought me a new baby girl.
She is the cutest thing EVER. I have been addicted to searching the internet for the perfect Yorkshire Terrier puppy for the past 2 months. I wanted one for my birthday SO BAD. But up to my birthday, which was last Friday, I couldn’t find the perfect one. I knew that as soon as I seen the perfect dog, I would know that she was mine. The plan would be to then begin begging and pleading to Ken. Unfortunately my birthday came and went and I still kept mentioning that I wanted a Yorkie, but didn’t push it too hard because I didn’t want him to go and buy just any Yorkie, I wanted to pick her out. I was pretty bummed that I had not found my puppy by then.
Yesterday morning I seen my baby girl advertised in the local paper. I KNEW she was meant for me. The begging and pleading was initiated full force from the minute that Ken woke up yesterday. I picked her up today around 3 o’clock. She is everything I dreamed she would be and more. She is 12 weeks old and weighs a little more than 2 pounds. It was love at first sight I tell ya.

We haven’t settled on a name yet. I wanted to name her Tori… but the gal I got her from had named her Bella… which I do sort of love, especially the whole Twilight thing. (The lead character in the book is Bella.) What do you think?!! Tori or Bella or does something else pop out at you?

The nice weather this weekend brought along with it some undesirable springtime chores. After months and months of snow there is always a lot of dog droppings to clean up. I typically start out helping, but after about an hour I quit and leave the rest for Ken. The next door neighbor boys were over and the 11 year old boy insisted on helping me. He doesn’t have a dog of his own so he must have thought this sort of chore was fun I guess. I couldn’t understand why he wanted to help since he was so grossed out by the whole idea. He kept asking me why I didn’t go outside and clean up the poop after each time that the dogs went. Yea right, I am going to walk outside at midnight in my pj’s and clean up dog poo.

He had me laughing so hard by the things he was saying while he was helping.

“Ew, I think the dog had diarrhea for this pile!”

“Did you feed your dog a powered doughnut?”

“I can’t believe how bad this smells, its like pooptopia out here.”

“Oh my gosh, this one has carpet in it! Do you feed your dog carpet?”

Okay… I can’t believe I just blogged about dog poop.