Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Somebody is awful comfy.

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Forest’s First Cabin Bath

The Iowa cabin doesn’t have any bathtubs, which is just fine and dandy with me. I don’t like tubs. I understand that hot water and soap will technically kill any germs, but I can’t help but feeling like in the end, you’re just lying in a pool of your own filth. It’s the same reason I don’t fill a sink with water to wash dishes.

Anyway, after an especially dirty play session in the Iowa sandbox last year, we needed to bathe Forest. First, we attempted to wash him outside using the hose, but the water was way too cold for the puppy. After some discussion, we decided to wash Forest in the bathroom sink (this was back when Forest was just a tiny puppy and could actually fit in a sink).

Unfortunately, I was too busy trying to hold Forest down and scrub off dirt to take photos. By the time we were done, Forest was shaking with cold and fear (the sink was a little too far off the ground for the height-fearing puppy), so we brought him out to warm deck to dry him off. Finally, we had an opportunity to take some adorable photos.

 

Forest was still a tad cold, so we wrapped him in a dry towel to keep him warm.

 Little puppy was exhausted after his ordeal and took a short puppy nap.

Forest’s First Cabin Bath

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Sometimes the puppy forgets to put his head in his bed.

Uh, Forest, you're doing it wrong.

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Forest is such a cuddlier. Here he is keeping Nick's lap warm over Memorial Day weekend.

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Doggy Bed

Well crap, I haven't posted in two weeks. Sorry folks, but it's been freaking busy around here. Nick has a new work schedule so I'm now Forest's personal chauffer. Every morning I drop the puppy off at doggy day-care and then pick him up after work. Add that to my daily commute and I'm spending 1.5 to 2 hours in the car every weekday.  Yes, yuck. I've considered not taking Forest to doggy day-care at all, but that would mean locking him up in a crate for over 10 hours a day. Not only does that sound like a very unpleasant day for the puppy, it's also unlikely he'll actually last that long (as I unfortunately experienced when I tried to sleep in one weekend).

Further complicating our situation:

a) Things are a tad hectic at the office right now so I need to work longer hours.

b) The typical summer social events have quickly filled up our schedule; consequently, we don't have a completely free weekend until mid-August.  

c) I'm maintaining three To Do lists. I have the normal Things To Do list, like buy more dog food. Then there's the Things That Really Should Have Been Done Already list, such as register and implant an identity chip for Forest.  And finally the Holy Shit I Can't Believe We Still Haven't Done This list, which luckily doesn't contain any doggy related items (but contains other embarrassing tasks like "buy wedding gifts for the three weddings we've already attend this year." I promise people, those gifts are coming. Not to throw out lame excuses but we've been out of town a lot lately and I easily lose track of time. But yes, I understand that we still suck.)

Fortunately, even with all of this other crap going on in our lives, we still find time to spoil the puppy :) For example, we finally bought Forest his own bed.

Yay, puppy bed!

Forest loves to prop his head up on pillows and blankets, so we picked a bed with rigid sides.

Before we bought the bed, I made sure it was washer-friendly. Some dog beds just have a removable cover or can't be washed at all, but we can stick this entire bed into the washer AND dryer.

I've already washed it once to get all the pet store cooties off it, but if Forest keeps slobbering all over his toys in bed, it's going to need another wash soon.

Doesn't Forest look like a sad, old dog in this photo? He really needed a haircut, and it might have been a little too early for him…

"Um, it's 5:30 in the morning. Give the camera a rest, crazy lady."

Doggy Bed

A Plethora of Pillows

Forest is such a pillow hog.

A Plethora of Pillows

Fuzzy Photo of the Day - *Updated*

I'm sick and exhausted, but it's my birthday and I haven't posted in awhile, so here's a fuzzy photo.

"Screw chairs and toys, I sleep where I want to sleep."

Update – To clarify, I did not position the chair or toys around him. Those items were already in place when the puppy decided it was time for a nap.

Fuzzy Photo of the Day - *Updated*

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Don't need to vacuum in our household...

Forest woke up a few minutes after this photo was taken and immediately ate that piece of fuzz in front of him.

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

"Dude, enough with the pictures, I need my puppy sleep."

Fuzzy Photo of the Day

Puppy Nap

Apparently Forest didn’t find the Iowa/Indiana game as exciting as I did (GO HAWKS!).

We went over to a friend’s place to watch the game last Saturday and the hosts were nice enough to let us bring the puppy along. Everyone loved Forest, like “Can we keep him?” love. I think we recruited 5 new eager puppy-sitters that day. Luckily Forest got really worn out playing with everyone, so I didn’t feel as guilty for sticking him in his crate early that night and going to some Halloween parties.

Sleep tight little guy.

Puppy Nap

Sleepy Puppy

I’ve never had kids so I’m pretty uninformed on the subject of child rearing, but I’m going to make an observation and hopefully not piss off any parents who may be reading this: it seems like having a puppy is a lot like having a baby. Many of the complaints I have about raising a puppy sound very similar to the complaints I hear from the few parents I know. Things like, “He won’t sleep more than 5 minutes at a time, I feel like a caffeine fueled zombie,” or “He’s such a picky eater, and is he supposed to throw up this much?” (although the finicky eating habits may be unique to Forest, most of the dogs I know will eat anything) and “Dear God, breath thru your mouth, he just pooped pure evil.”

Luckily, Forest is a big fan of naps. After constantly checking on the puppy every 30 seconds for over a month to make sure he wasn’t peeing, pooping, chewing, scratching, choking, falling or running away, we can finally ignore him for a half hour or even –gasp!- an hour at a time. I’ve searched thru my extensive photo collection and picked out some of the cutest “holy shit, he’s finally quiet and not moving” moments to share with you.

Sometimes Forest finds the oddest places to sleep.

Like on the step of a sliding glass door…

…on my shoes…

…on a chair leg...

…or in a gym bag.

Forest has a habit of sneaking under chairs for a nap. We’ve had many “Crap, where the hell is the- oh he’s under my chair again” moments.

He’s not ashamed to show off the goods (while he still has them).

Looks like Forest figured out what a pillow is used for.

I love this picture. Forest laid down first, the rest of the guys soon followed. Awww.

Sleepy Puppy