Life Would Be Easier Without Dogs. But I Like A Challenge.

A couple of days ago I found myself thinking life would be easier without dogs. Lana ate my work heels – these cute but pretty comfortable black Nine West wedges. I’d been wearing them every day, but when I went to dinner I forgot to pick them up off the ground. By the time I came back, there was no hope. I don’t even think a cobbler could fix them.

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So, completely furious, I went to my boyfriend’s apartment. By the time I came home, Brody had gotten sick in his crate. I dragged the crate, including Brody, to my bathroom door so we could bathe him, and as the tub was filling, he threw up. Meaning, that mixed with… well, what wasn’t vomit. Worst. Mess. Ever.

Another brown stain on my carpet and some more vomit on my shoes and keys (I accidentally knocked them on the floor, what great timing), and I was pretty tired of dogs. Now, it’s not his fault he felt sick, that happens. Especially after heartworm treatment. But still, for a while I was trying to figure out why it was I insisted on having a revolving pack of dogs in my tiny apartment.

And then I ran across some pictures from a couple of weeks ago. Brody had been getting his treatment in Gainesville and Lana and I headed to a lake with some of our best human friends and their dogs. It was a blast, aside from the slight sunburn I got.

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From this angle it’s a little hard to see, but on the left is Maggie the Pit bull from¬†Temporary Home, Permanent Love and the middle two pups are Circus and Nala from Unsaid Yet Understood!

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The dogs had a blast together!

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And it was nice to see my friends, too. Though since I’m moving in a week, I’ve hung out with all three of my amazing co-workers/bffs (one not pictured here) more than normal. lately.

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And of course the dogs love some human company.

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And Lana learned she really loves swimming.

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It was a pretty awesome weekend.

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And that’s why I love my revolving pack of dogs. Days like that more than make up for my disturbing familiarity with stain removal techniques and my sad lack of shoes.

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So this week in between stressing about packing and finding an apartment for Mike (that I will share when I come back from my internship in six months), I will count on my dogs to keep me laughing. And I will continue to be grateful for the friends I’ve met and/or grown closer to because of our shared passion for rescue.

Bloopers!

This weekend was for the most part pretty uneventful, especially since we don’t have a foster right now. Lana and I went on a walk (which is not super normal for us, unfortunately). Then I got dressed up to go out with the boyfriend and a friend. I pretty much can’t take a picture of me without Lana. Either I’m dragging her into every shot or she can’t get out of my face, depending on which one of us feels like being a pain in the butt that day. The result was one of my favorite puppy picture bloopers of all time.

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“No pictures, please!”

This got me thinking about all of the adorable ‘shots gone wrong’ I’ve taken of the dogs who have stayed with me, and to go with the puppy bowl tonight, I think these are worth sharing (despite my poor photography skills)!

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Elvis and Lana. P.S. Elvis is still available for adoption (he’s just gotten a new foster family with a yard to run around in).

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My sweet sleeping beauty, Sierra. Though I’ve loved ALL of my fosters, she fit into our little family so well I would have kept her if I could have. She is available for adoption through Badass Brooklyn Foster Dog!

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Back in the days when digital pictures had a date stamp you couldn’t get rid of, I had a pet rabbit. Pierre (the long eared one) and my parents’ rescued mutt, Desi were pretty good friends. Well, she liked him, he was a bit coy…

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If Lana’s good at one thing, it’s throwing legendary pity parties. On this occasion she had just hurt her ankle on a potty trip and was super offended her big sister Desi was having a good time despite her injury.

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Ignore the mess. Puppies make messes, get over it. What’s great is that Lana found a battle buddy who actually outsmarted her, and as much as she tries to deny it, I have the evidence right here.

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One of my other favorite fosters (and my first) Link. Once he got rid of his cone, he Lana made great battle buddies, but their rough play sometimes looked (and sounded) a bit terrifying. If they hadn’t been besties I might have worried.

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Kisses are never unwanted, just sometimes unexpected.

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Proof that Lana always tries to steal the spotlight.

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There’s my sleeping beauty again!

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And to end things on a cute note! Lucky shot, but I’m glad I caught it.