Collecting the pooppieeeee sample...

Yes, my baby had worms.. so the baby had to take 10 days of medicine which was actually quite easy to give to hime.. they gave to me pre-measured in a little syringes and I just put it in his mouth and he guzzled it down. They said it tasted sweet.. sot he dr's office calls today and says "we need a sample to retest"... okay.. "we close at 6pm tonight" okay.. I can run home get the dog out and usually he poops 3 times from the time I get home (around 5:30) to 7pm. Okay.. I can get him to poop once and run it over to the vet... I drive home.. get home around 5:20 run in the house, get the baby out of the cage, run down stairs and throw him on the grass.. Make potty baby, go potty, make the pee-pee and the poo-poo for mommy little sweetheart.. oh boy.. I'm wrecked.. oh well.. rrrr pee no poo.. geez.. just take a shit already.. yikes.. this thing is the shit machine every other day of the week and the one day I need you to take a crap... yea forget it! whatever. Okay.. maybe some exercise will help things move along... so I'm walking all around on the grass making the little guy run after me... then he got a piece of duck/goose poop in his mouth, had a nice game of mommy running after the baby to catch the baby.. yea, catching a chihuahua is like trying to catch a fish with out a pole.. slippery fast little suckers... okay.. forget it.. you aren't going to poop it's almost 5:40.. we wouldn't make it in time anyway.. let's go inside and eat some dinner... walk inside, drop him on the perfect cream new berber carpet... turn around, eat a cookie, turn around, huge pile of dog carp on the carpet.. wouldn't ya know it.. no time to yell at you BECAUSE I NEED THIS CRAP TO TAKE TO THE VET NOW!!! Geez.. let's go.. we gotta get there! Okay.. jump in the car.. on the way with the windows down and the baby in my lap I'm looking down at him, he's looking up at me and in a baby voice looking at my crotch area (just imagine this) I say "yea, and the doctors office, you are gonna get a nice treat" Yea, the guy in the car next to me thought I WAS A FREAK!! lol!! Anyway, we pulled into the vet's office parking lot with 5 mintues to spare... and yes.. the baby got his special liver treats that he just loves at the vet's office!

PS as I'm writing this entry the dog shit twice, once behind the couch and once next to the puppy pad.. not on the puppy pad.. this baby is gonna kill me yet (because my husband is gonna kill me when we need to replace everything in our new house!).

PSS I'm a bad puppy momma.. the baby lost weight.. he now weighs 2lbs even! He was 2lbs 1 oz a week ago.. geez.. what the hell am I doing wrong.. he eats like a PIG.. and here I am telling everybody at the vet the last time he gained 2 oz I was gonna make him anerexic!! Not good.. Not good!

Two weeks down... only 19 years to go!!

Chihuahua's are the smallest breed and have been known to live 15 years on average and as long as 20 years.. interesting! So I've had my babe for 2 weeks today. God, I'm so glad that I got back on the puppy search and went for it. I was at the point where it was either never think about getting a dog again and mope about it for months and months and everytime you see a dog you think that could be you, or just get the friggin dog and hopefully be happy. Well.. I did it.. I got the dog, and I'm sooo sooo happy I did. I just can not explain how happy he makes me.. he went one whole day with out any accidents! Good boy! We started our puppy kindergarten the day after he arrived and he socializes with any dog that passes our house while we are outside playing which is usually around 5-10 dogs per day. He also plays with all the neighborhood kids.. they love love love love him. I come home and they are on my driveway waiting for me, even at lunch time!!

Why having a dog is better than having a husband!

1. The dog will always listen to you, even if he isn't listening and understanding, he will wag his tail and smile as if you are the smartest person in the world.
2. A dog will never talk back.
3. The dog will always sleep as close to you as possible.
4. A dog will give you kisses whenever you want/need them.
5. A dog will allow you to treat him like a baby and love it.
6. A dog will never fight with you.
7. A dog will give you 100% attention all of the time.
8. Your dog thinks you are the BEST at anything and everything.
9. People will always stop and talk to you when you are with your dog, on the other hand taking walk with another human, most people won't even say "hello" to you.


Hmmm.. this list could go on and on.. but I think you all get the idea!

The Puppy Momma....

Okay, so today is officially my one week anniversary of being a puppy mama!! Whooooo-hooo... I made it? lol!! I am an incubator, a chew toy, a feeder, a walker, a big play toy, a chasing object, an affection magnet, a puppy kiss soaker... I have seen this 1lb.. yes I said 1lb dog poop and pee more than my 6'5" 275lb husband....it's insane.. where do these puppies keep it all.. he is sooo tiny I can never understand how all that pee is held in that tiny body...oh what a cutie though... geez.. I just can't get enough.. awhhhh (sigh). I'm in love. Everyone I run into with him tells me later they tell their friends and families about him and they can't wait to get to see him again. I have my co-workers begging for me to bring him back into work. Maybe this day or that day or whatever.. but geez....I gotta tell you.. having a brand new puppy is like having a brand new baby!! Yikes.. except the baby is completely mobile, doesn't cry when it's hungry, and pees and poops EVERYWHERE! On Wednesday he learned to climb the stairs on his own.. however, he fell down one stair and is now afraid to climb the stairs again. Too cute. He tries to get the cat to play with him and it never works, she just hisses and bats at him and walks away.. poor Sid!! Okay, yawn.. that's my blog!! Too tired to think or write..........

Bluuuuueeeeeee.....

I wish I had a camera, or a web cam right now because if you all could only see my perfect little peanut boy laying in my lap sleeping while I play on the net....you would all be in love with my BLUE!! My baby/puppy-in-a-box was delivered safe and sound (of course there is a story there) and we have had a fun weekend bonding and playing. He comes when I call his name already, so I'm sticking with BLUE! Blue is my favorite color, and he is blue colored, and he has a blue blanket and a blue collar and leash! lol! Funny stuff.

Okay.. so Friday I leave work at 1:15 racing out of the parking lot, I had to drive from Elgin to Mundelein to pick up my son at 2:15 so we could race to the airport to pick up the puppy. The puppy was supposed to land at 3:24pm.... sooooo.. I'm driving and I get a phone call from my mom, she asked me when I was going to pick up my puppy because he was already there! WHAT he isn't landing until 3:30!!! So of course, somehow she had gotten a message from Northwest Airlines saying they had my dog and were waiting for me to come get him... WHAT! Umm okay.. give me the phone number (a whole bunch of bs later including trying to track down my son at his school, and everyone on the planet deciding to call me during these panic attack minutes....) so I get ahold of NW Airlines and yes, they are perfectly calm and just curious what time I'll be there.. when I explain I'm in Mundeliene picking up my son from school they sounded as if maybe they should call the animal cruelty on me for ignoring my new babe! I was freaking out and yelling "HE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE UNTIL 3:30" and the lady on the other end was calmly telling me that the girls in the office cleaned out his cage and played with him and that he was soooo tiny and he was resting... okay.. but "WHY IS MY DOG ALREADY HERE!! IT'S ONLY 2PM???" "oh, we don't know.. maybe because of the hurricane they put him on an earlier flight" umm okay.. so they say "okay, well we'll be here in cargo station waiting for you" "WHERE, WHAT IS THAT? HOW DO I GET THERE? NW AIRLINES TOLD ME TO GO TO THE BAGGAGE CLAIM" "ooooohhhhh he he he ho ho ho nooooooo... you need to come to the cargo station" "OKAY GIVE ME DIRECTIONS.... WHAT MANHEIM SOUTH, TURN RIGHT ON 19, AND THEN NOTHING IS MARKED.. OH GREAT... RRRR.. HOLD ON THERE IS A BUS PASSING ME I CAN'T HEAR YOU" "are you a suburban kid?" "YES WHY?" "I grew up in the city and directions and buses never bother me, but my son, suburban kid, calls me screaming when he gets lost" "WHAT, OKAY.. WHATEVER, LET ME REPEAT WHAT I SCRIBBLED DOWN"... Okay, so finally my son had to find me in the school yard because as usual I was a nervous wreck and couldn't figure out which door he told me to go... and we jump in the car and RACE to get the babe.. poor Dylan.. that kid deserves a NOBEL peace prize for keeping the PEACE! He is one of the few people that can chill me out exactly when I need it! lol!! Anyway, I think I scared the poor kids with my PEDAL TO THE METAL, SWERVING, SWEARING, BRAKE POUNDING driving.. but we made it to the outside of the airport and luckily the directions go us to where we needed to be (Dylan and I high fiving the whole way at our unbelievable luck) and we parked in front of this huge warehouse building and walked in... and there we finally got our baby.. all blue and perfect and a shivering pile of puppy!! Dylan like a proud PaPa leaving the hospital with his first born rushed to open every door and carried everything.. I carried my babe!! Dylan got in the car and layed a towel on his lap and cradled the baby all the way to my office where for an hour my entire office cooed over my perfect little guy... all the while trying to come up with a name for him... I think we eventually had around 30 names.. and it finally came back to the original name.. BLUE...

Hello 800GOFEDEX, WHERE IS MY PUPPY??

My baby-in-a-box is being delivered on Friday!! whoooo-hooo.. My friend Phil has been calling it the doginabox since the beginning of my search because I'm buying a dog VIA THE NET!! Can you believe the things you can buy on the net.. he is soooo cute.. 3 1/2 lbs full grown!! Stay tuned for more details....

Calling off the search due to a shit storm...

Sadly, the search for my beloved baby chihuahua puppy has ended.. Yes.. it's hard to believe.. but after 3 attempts and 6 months of research to find my perfect puppy, I've lost the drive to even want a puppy anymore. I tried to buy 3 separate puppies and all 3 deals fell through.. one sold right before I called, one sold after I called and said I wanted the puppy, and the 3rd I gave up on myself after hearing Tim rant and rave about dog responsibilities.. I wasn't ready to bring a puppy into the house if he wasn't "on board" with me 100%. I'm super depressed over this and spent most of the weekend laying on the couch watching TV and pouting over my recent downs in my life. I know everybody goes through these times, and darn it, IT'S MY TURN. I'm gonna let myself be depressed over it, and why the hell not? For once, I'm not going to play Pollyanna and reason the good things over why all this bad stuff is happening my life. Furthermore, "everything happens for a reason" isn't cutting it this time for me. I'm pissed at the world in general and I refuse to laugh and let all this stuff just roll by. Maybe by the fall, the gloomiest time of the year in Chicago, I will feel much better.