I must say the first few days with Hailey were quiet. A house broke, crate trained dog is a great thing! She is scared of our cats (and if you have met them you realize how funny that was). She was very respectful of our other dog, 5 year old Gemini (aka Gemi).
The first adventure was Monday night. It was 10. I went to put the dogs out one last time before bed. Hailey goes on a tie up . . . she could escape the yard (Hailey proofing is on the to do list). We were just walking outside and I hear a voice say “This is the police, please take your dogs back inside.” Of course this is the same moment the dogs start barking at the strangers in the backyard and their dog. Gemi is not on leash and I am trying to block her while holding Hailey. I call for Drew who can’t figure out what is so hard about putting them out, until he hears the voices and he comes to help. Turns out the gas station around the corner was robbed, people took off on foot and they were investigating. Also turns out, this is the night I learned how loud Hailey can bark. I am sure the neighbours did not appreciate this, but hopefully the police will not be back in the yard anytime soon.
Tuesday: The first dog fight
Gemi decided to take her on. I don’t know what happened although I was sitting in the living room working. They started fighting. Hailey wouldn’t let go, I had to pry her off. Gemi attached her again, I had to pry Hailey off again. Gemi was very upset and shaken for the next bit (and so was I, I have never seen either dog so nasty and hopefully won’t see that again for a long time), but kept going back to Hailey! I believe we have a truce now . . . I wouldn’t call it peace (Gemi still tries to get her some!)
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Welcome
I always said I would write a book, but being that it is 2010 I thought maybe a blog would do. I also been waiting for something interesting to write about (my life is usually in the slow lane), and I think I have found the perfect subject - life with my crazy new pup.
A little background. Until the spring of 2010, we were a 2 dog household. In our lives we have pets instead of kids, which I believe prevents us from being DINKs, but maybe others would argue. In May, our beloved Loki died after a long battle with an immune disorder. At the time I said, no new dogs for a long time . . . apparently in my world a long time is 4 months.
In mid-August, I got it in my head that I wanted another dog. I tried not to listen to that little voice, but it kept calling me (that and several of my best friends were going through the whole dog adoption/wanting to adopt process as well and their excitement lead to mine). This is when my OCD kicked in and I became obsessed with finding the perfect dog. I spent hours going through rescue sites, looking and looking and then I found Hailey.
Hailey . . . oh Hailey - medium sized dog of unknown breed. Schipperke? Lab? Sheppard? 9 months old. I kept going back to her and back to her. One day my best friend said she had made a call about a dog she was interested in. I emailed about Hailey. I talked to her foster mom. Fate made it difficult for us to meet, but as in the Alchemist, the universe will make things challenging to see if you will stick with your dreams. I saw this as a good sign and pushed forward. We meet her and I already loved her, and my husband said, well maybe I could love her, and that was it. 4 days later she came home.
So here we are on day 5 with crazy dog! This is where our story begins.
A little background. Until the spring of 2010, we were a 2 dog household. In our lives we have pets instead of kids, which I believe prevents us from being DINKs, but maybe others would argue. In May, our beloved Loki died after a long battle with an immune disorder. At the time I said, no new dogs for a long time . . . apparently in my world a long time is 4 months.
In mid-August, I got it in my head that I wanted another dog. I tried not to listen to that little voice, but it kept calling me (that and several of my best friends were going through the whole dog adoption/wanting to adopt process as well and their excitement lead to mine). This is when my OCD kicked in and I became obsessed with finding the perfect dog. I spent hours going through rescue sites, looking and looking and then I found Hailey.
Hailey . . . oh Hailey - medium sized dog of unknown breed. Schipperke? Lab? Sheppard? 9 months old. I kept going back to her and back to her. One day my best friend said she had made a call about a dog she was interested in. I emailed about Hailey. I talked to her foster mom. Fate made it difficult for us to meet, but as in the Alchemist, the universe will make things challenging to see if you will stick with your dreams. I saw this as a good sign and pushed forward. We meet her and I already loved her, and my husband said, well maybe I could love her, and that was it. 4 days later she came home.
So here we are on day 5 with crazy dog! This is where our story begins.
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