Jobs and other things

Hello again.

I am trying so so hard to get more posts up on here!  I am straying a little from my initial intent for the site, but I just have to get things out there.  I still think the things I’m talking about are relevant, just not precisely what I envisioned…

Anyway, I just wanted to talk about what’s generally been going on in my life dog-wise.  Mostly that I’ve been sitting a friend’s two (adorable) chihuahuas for the last month.  Amy and Kiki are distinguished gals who know what they want and usually get it. :P The best part is that I get to stay at my friend’s two bedroom apartment while she’s away!  It has been a really awesome experience, and has made me want to do it ALL THE TIME.  You see, my apartment, while it is also two bedrooms, is about half the size, is on the garden level of our ugly brick apartment building, and has no private space outside of my 10×10 bedroom.  Oh, and did I mention I live with an awkward roommate who painted all the walls dark maroon? (I really hope he doesn’t read this!)

My friend’s apartment, on the other hand, is the whole first floor of a quaint yellow New England style home in the nice part of town, has a back yard, huge windows that let in a lot of light, and I get the whole place to myself.  Aside from totally wanting to buy a house all my own, I have really come to enjoy having all this space to do whatever I want.  It makes me feel like a grown up. :) It has made me come to realize that I really do appreciate my own space and actually enjoy looking after a whole house.  I have even contemplated buying potted plants to line the back porch, but I wouldn’t be able to take them with me, and I don’t know how my friend feels about taking care of someone else’s plants.  In short, I really like the responsibility, and I think it would be cool to “borrow” (if you will) other peoples’ homes (and pets) for a little extra income.

So here it is.  [insert shameless plug here]

Are we going for a RIDE??The trio!

Who, what, where?!Beautiful ladies!


Sorry for the poor quality of the photos…they were taken on my cell phone while I figure out how to fix my DSLR.



Cute tidings


For lack of anything better to write about, and me just wanting to get something out there on the interwebz, I thought I would do my first blog feature.  I haven’t contacted the author or anything, but I just found this girl’s site and love it!

Lili Chin of (so cute, right?) draws portraits and other goodies about dogs.  I found this comic on how to properly (and improperly) greet a strange dog:

I was like, “THANK YOU!  Finally proof that I’m not alone in my aggravation with how strangers approach my ever adorable dog!!”  You know, sometimes I think it might be part curse that some people have incredibly adorable dogs…like, 1% curse.

I also love how she includes “squealing” and “shouting” in the dog’s face as one of the things not to do.  I can’t count the number of times people have physically blocked my path (with strollers, their children, themselves, etc), and squealed “OMG WHAT A CUTE PUPPY!” expecting to get a petting sesh.  I’ll tell you, I am MUCH more willing to let someone pet Spike when they politely ask if they can say hi before attempting to pick him up (which is an even bigger no-no).

I might actually add some things on to this drawing.  When I greet dogs, I kneel down while avoiding eye contact.  Most dogs feel more secure approaching a stranger if they’re on their level.  I kneel and put my hand out to them without looking at them.  It usually works.  Let the dog approach you, and if he’s not interested, don’t force contact.  I know they’re cute, y’all, but they’ll let you know when they don’t want to be touched and it’s best to respect that body language. Of course, I agree that you should pet the dog on the chest or side since most dogs see an attempted pat on the head as a dominating gesture.

I think it’s so important for parents to see this drawing because I have had numerous children attempt to chase my dog.  They sprint after him, sometimes while he’s leashed, screaming and clawing the air trying to get at him.  Now, my dog wouldn’t even DREAM of hurting so much as a fly, but when he believes he is being threatened (wouldn’t you feel that way, too, if you were walking with a rope tied around your neck and some giant human things came sprinting full-out at you screaming unintelligible gibberish?), he will growl and perhaps bark.  I can only imagine what a more dominant, maybe even aggressive dog would do when faced with this situation.  Most dogs become aggressive when they feel cornered and have no other alternative of protecting themselves or getting away.  So parents, please teach your kids how to properly greet or act around a dog.  As much for their safety as for my dog’s sanity.

We’ll probably be revisiting Lili’s site in the future – she does a lot of things I wish I had done first! haha