Oh my God, I am so tired. Today was my first day alone with Shelby, and I spent it downstairs with her from 7:30 am to 5:00 pm. I had Sister Girl with me for the afternoon, but she had to sleep for class that night--she comes home and sleeps between classes and/or work shifts, and given that she gets up at four in the morning most days, I don't blame her. So basically, I was the one in charge of the food and the poo and the breaking up of dogfights. And Meko was so interested in what was going on--and remember, she can't just sit on her blanket and watch, since she's blind--that she kept following Shelby around to "see" what was up, which meant that 1) she slept a lot less than usual and, in consequence 2) she peed a lot more. And we're housebreaking Shelby, obviously, so there was a lot of racing with dripping puppy to newspaper or front door.
Shelby herself is getting friskier by the day; yesterday we took her to see my grandmother, who was delighted, and Shelby spent an hour romping around her kitchen. There's a lot of romping, generally speaking, followed by a lot of napping, which is somewhat hilarious as Shelby can turn from romp to nap on a dime. There's still a lot of crying at night--we're crate-training her, which is to say that she has a very large, spacious metal cage that used to be Lucky's, and she sleeps there at night. Once she figures out that This Is What We Do at Night, and that Night doesn't last Forever, I think she'll be okay. She can stay in the crate for a few hours at a time if no one can watch her during the day; half the crate is beach towel for her to sleep on, and the other half is newspaper, and there's a water bowl as well. This is how we trained Lucky--my mother would come home from work at lunch to let him out for an hour, and then when Sister Girl came home from school, she'd let him out for good, and meanwhile he'd learn not to just pee wherever he felt like it. But of course, if I'm home anyway, I can either keep Shelby out the whole day or I can listen to her cry. I think you and I both know how that's going to work out, which means that I am now in charge of a three-dog circus. Events at the circus:
1) Wandering into the shower
2) Getting a resultant bath
3) Face chewing ("OW SHELBY NO THAT'S MY CHEEK OW")
4) Hiccups (two cases)
5) Sneezing
6) Romping
7) Napping
8) Pomeranian barking
9) Pomeranian peeing
10) Mopping
11) Pooping (only outside, which is an improvement)
12) Falling over in protest because we do not like the leash ("Oh, cry me a river, Norma Rae")
13) Running across the yard and falling down
14) One viewing of The Prestige
15) Five minutes of griping that the DVD extras suck
16) Fifteen minutes of boggling at Hugh Jackman's assertion that there were more Spiritualists than Christians in the nineteenth-century United States
17) Napping
18) Chewing on Pomeranians ("Okay, look, that tail is attached to someone")
19) Two episodes of Law and Order
20) Falling off the couch (three times)
21) Tennis ball chasing
22) Rope chewing
23) Two small feedings
24) One small vomiting
25) Note to self: only one small feeding tomorrow
26) Hair chewing ("NO SHELBY SPLIT ENDS ARE BAD FOR YOU")
27) Snoring
I have linkspam starred in my Google Reader, but... I'm tired.

Shelby herself is getting friskier by the day; yesterday we took her to see my grandmother, who was delighted, and Shelby spent an hour romping around her kitchen. There's a lot of romping, generally speaking, followed by a lot of napping, which is somewhat hilarious as Shelby can turn from romp to nap on a dime. There's still a lot of crying at night--we're crate-training her, which is to say that she has a very large, spacious metal cage that used to be Lucky's, and she sleeps there at night. Once she figures out that This Is What We Do at Night, and that Night doesn't last Forever, I think she'll be okay. She can stay in the crate for a few hours at a time if no one can watch her during the day; half the crate is beach towel for her to sleep on, and the other half is newspaper, and there's a water bowl as well. This is how we trained Lucky--my mother would come home from work at lunch to let him out for an hour, and then when Sister Girl came home from school, she'd let him out for good, and meanwhile he'd learn not to just pee wherever he felt like it. But of course, if I'm home anyway, I can either keep Shelby out the whole day or I can listen to her cry. I think you and I both know how that's going to work out, which means that I am now in charge of a three-dog circus. Events at the circus:
1) Wandering into the shower
2) Getting a resultant bath
3) Face chewing ("OW SHELBY NO THAT'S MY CHEEK OW")
4) Hiccups (two cases)
5) Sneezing
6) Romping
7) Napping
8) Pomeranian barking
9) Pomeranian peeing
10) Mopping
11) Pooping (only outside, which is an improvement)
12) Falling over in protest because we do not like the leash ("Oh, cry me a river, Norma Rae")
13) Running across the yard and falling down
14) One viewing of The Prestige
15) Five minutes of griping that the DVD extras suck
16) Fifteen minutes of boggling at Hugh Jackman's assertion that there were more Spiritualists than Christians in the nineteenth-century United States
17) Napping
18) Chewing on Pomeranians ("Okay, look, that tail is attached to someone")
19) Two episodes of Law and Order
20) Falling off the couch (three times)
21) Tennis ball chasing
22) Rope chewing
23) Two small feedings
24) One small vomiting
25) Note to self: only one small feeding tomorrow
26) Hair chewing ("NO SHELBY SPLIT ENDS ARE BAD FOR YOU")
27) Snoring
I have linkspam starred in my Google Reader, but... I'm tired.
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Date: 2007-03-06 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-03-06 01:22 pm (UTC)Yarha, Oooo, Shiny
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Date: 2007-03-06 02:08 am (UTC)Oh, puppies.
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Date: 2007-03-06 02:06 am (UTC)Despite getting my hair and clothes chewed on, getting whacked in the face with paws (often poopy ones) or tails, scratched, bitten, and generally abused, I miss my job at the puppy store. It was painful, tiring, and filthy, but in a real cute way.
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Date: 2007-03-06 02:14 am (UTC)There's a lot of romping, generally speaking, followed by a lot of napping, which is somewhat hilarious as Shelby can turn from romp to nap on a dime.
I always find that hilariously cute about puppies. They're just all ROMP ROMP ROMP COLLAPSE. When my golden was a puppy, he would literally just drop wherever he had been playing, all four legs splayed out akimbo. Awww.
I wish you luck with the continuation of the Three Dog Circus. It sounds like, despite getting tired out, you're doing very well. :)
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Date: 2007-03-06 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-03-06 02:20 am (UTC)Glad to hear you're fostering good television tastes early on. So, The Prestige isn't worth renting for special features? Darn. I was hoping for a documentary on magicians.
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Date: 2007-03-06 10:55 pm (UTC)http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,257020,00.html
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Date: 2007-03-06 02:27 am (UTC)Secondly, I think Jackman is right. Deism was pretty big among the Founding Fathers; it wouldn't surprise me to find some historian who has built a decent case for moving from Deism to Spiritualism.
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Date: 2007-03-06 03:31 am (UTC)Newton, like many others, was also a (nominal, at lest) Christian, and that would have been the case with anyone who in the 1800s or thereabouts who was into Deism and/or spiritualism--it's the kind of thing people would meld into their Christian beliefs, never mind that it was screwy theology.
So in a way, Jackman's right, and shows that he knows about history. But when he says "more Spiritualists than Christians" I think he's wrong, because it's not an either/or thing--unless he meant something along the lines of "more Spiritualists than [orthodox] Christians".
*way too obsessed in interesting points of theology*
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Date: 2007-03-06 07:34 pm (UTC)I wonder if it is because they thought that it's way more than Oujia boards and seances, that they sincerely believed in a real Evil Power seeking dominion over the earth?
That book by North sounds interesting. I'm going to add it to my "read after grad school" list.
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Date: 2007-03-06 02:50 am (UTC)And we're housebreaking Shelby, obviously, so there was a lot of racing with dripping puppy to newspaper or front door.
i can definitely sympathize with that. Here's our usual situation:
-Pippin gets in position to pee on carpet-
Me: NO NO NO PIPPIN ON THE PAPER. PLEASE. ON. THE. PAPER. PIPPIN.
Pippin: -continues to pee on carpet-
Me: PIPPIN NO BAD. ON PAPER. -chases puppy to try and catch it so it doesn't drag pee through the rest of the house and to show him wher the paper is-
Pippin [an hour later]: -gets in position to pee on carpet.-
and so it continues. Good luck!!!
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Date: 2007-03-06 03:15 am (UTC)Of course, she also figured out that barking = humans = attention, so when she gets bratty, she will not stop. ("SHUT UP, ROSE.")
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Date: 2007-03-06 03:39 am (UTC)It's nature's way of making sure we get more puppies - amnesia!
Jasper licks you. *icon*
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Date: 2007-03-06 03:53 am (UTC)I don't want to sound like Internet Dog Expert #479, but I have a few suggestions to make things easier for you and Shelby. The most important thing is that Lucky's crate is way too big for her right now. If you're using it to also house train her, you only want enough room in there for her to stretch out, otherwise she can just pee in one corner and chillax in another and think it's okay to do that in the whole house. You don't need to get a new crate or anything - walling off some of it with plywood or old books or a towel will do the trick. Some other things that you can do to make the crate easier are putting a towel over it to make it dark and cave-like, and to put a safe toy (like a nylabone or a stuffed animal if she's not inclined to tear stuff apart) in there with her so she can occupy herself while everyone else is asleep. She's probably going to wake up a few times a night and cry for a while yet - because she has to pee. She might try crying to get out when her bladder gets bigger just to be a diva, but if you treat the crate as a fun place she'll learn to not put up a fuss and eventually hang out in there voluntarily.
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Date: 2007-03-06 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-06 04:36 am (UTC)I hope I didn't come off patronizingly - I think people with dogs (myself included) tend to get overzealous with advice when someone starts talking about puppies, and more often than not we end up sounding like that one batshit soccer mom who thinks everyone else is a bad mother because they didn't use organic cloth diapers or something.
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Date: 2007-03-06 01:28 pm (UTC)Yarha, Words That Make You Go Hmm
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Date: 2007-03-06 07:41 am (UTC)The question is, with all this work on your behalf: exactly which one of you fell off the couch three times?
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Date: 2007-03-06 04:04 pm (UTC)Hang in there!
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Date: 2007-03-06 06:07 pm (UTC)I found this site - Izimi (http://www.izimi.com/) - that you may or may not want to put in a linkspam. It's best use is for long-distant family and friends to share photos, and perfectly legal exchanges of files that a re most certainly not under copyright law. ^_^
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Date: 2007-03-06 11:34 pm (UTC)Her second dog convinced me that I never want to own a puppy. Play with, yes. Own, no. They are a handful, and I pity the people who think that it'll be easy to handle a puppy, especially if they're out of the house most of the day.
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