So we decided to name this little devil dog Wookie because not only does she look like one, when she gets pissy she sounds like one too.
With today being Joe’s first day of work I was on my own with her. The beginning of the day went pretty smoothly. Not only did she not have any potty accidents, but she behaved while I took care of things around the house. I was able to clean two bathrooms, dust the living room, clean the kitchen, reorganize our hall table, reorganize the pantry (which had been bugging me for months but I left it alone since Joe was doing all the cooking), and do five loads of laundry.
Mid afternoon we hit a snag because Wookie decided she wanted to be difficult. This is when she also decided that she’d rather pee on my newly mopped kitchen floor right after I took her outside (where she had also peed). Oh well, I read puppies do this so I tried not to get too frustrated. But then she’d cry in her pen like she needed to go but I’d take her to the door and she’d run away or bite at my ankles. I thought we were making headway on that front but she went full on bonkers. I notice she gets that way a lot later in the day despite frequent naps which means the next few days I will get nothing accomplished after work. Oh, and it’s supposed to be as cold as balls outside too so that sucks.
Oh, did I mention that we recently bought a coat rack for the front door? Might as well since we’ve been using it non-stop since we came home from Arizona. We never had a need for it before because we would rarely use that door.
It’s kinda top heavy and my coat is pretty heavy (boy am I glad I kept it as it’s finally getting some use) so I’ve almost knocked it over. I need to figure out a way to anchor it because I’d like to tether Wookie to it while I’m putting on my boots and coat so she doesn’t run off.
It’s been tough dealing with a puppy because I feel like everything I do gets interrupted multiple times. Eat a meal in one sitting? I think not. I really feel for parents now. At least in a few months we should be past this crazy stage, but I’ll say this now – never again. We may have other dogs in the future but I am not interested in raising a puppy. They’re cute, there’s no doubt, but OMG they are so much work. I don’t know how people have one and young children at the same time, but now I understand why people who have kids seem to walk around in a stupor at the grocery store. I haven’t been able to focus properly since Wookie came into our lives. I’ve also not been getting as much sleep either which really sucks.
