about having two dogs is that jones hasn’t touched the garbage in two weeks. at the apartment, we had to put it out in the back hallway when we left the house, and now, it seems like he just doesn’t care. who knows, though, it could be because we have a house now and he doesn’t want to mess it up? we just kept putting it out into the back porch, for some reason, until Nora came along.
they’re still “gettin-ta-know-ya”, but Jones seems to be content with her presence and i think he secretly likes it. :)
kurt’s friend brendan and mom’s george came over this evening to run wire in the basement. all was successful. we got the broken outlet in the first floor bedroom to work, and put the room on a 20 amp circuit all by itself, and brendan’s going to put one in outside so we have electricity when it’s time to build a deck.
i have to admit, it’s been kinda hard to get into the home-owner’s groove… things i want to do and won’t have time for. but we have less than 3 weeks to get our sh*t together and get the house presentable for a party.
grandma and john are coming over this weekend (they’re in town for another festivity), and i’d like to, at least, get it comfortable. john’s a big guy, and i’m not even sure he (or grandma) is going to want to trek upstairs… so i’m taking friday off in order to get the house up to some sort of standard that doesn’t look like we just moved in… impossible expectations, i’m aware.
i just have to remember to take before pictures so i can enjoy my accomplishments. :)
today, she made it all day without going in the house. and, she seems to have found her place with jones. at least as much as two days of learning can find a dog.
this week will be another test, since i won’t be home all day. she is having a little trouble sharing me with jones, though… every time he comes over to get pet, she gets in the middle of us.
here’s them being very good doggies:
we go to the warner dog park frequently. actually, jones has been there almost every single day since kurt got a car.
today, it was just we two (me ‘n jones), and he found a boxer mix named olive to play with. well, olive’s owners discovered they’d lost their car keys and we proceeded to walk around in the grass staring at our feet. i really wanted to find them cuz i’m usually good at spotting items in the grass; no such luck.
they had to walk home… i woulda offered a ride, but i didn’t see how three people and two dogs would work in my car.
so ever since we got jones, part of our daily conversation consists of things like, “did he poop yet?”, “was it big?”, “was it hard?” and so on. this morning, jones’ excrement consisted not only of digested food, but plastic and foil. a week ago, he got into the garbage by the couch and ate kurt’s gyro wrapper. i’m amazed that it took so long to go through him. i, however, don’t know where the plastic came from.
we thought this will probably be the last really nice weekend; so i brought the digicam to the dog park. here’s jones not bringing back his kong (he’s really goot at this).
i forgot to tell you guys that jones turned one on sunday, september 24th. we sang happy birthday and gave him a frosty paws. it was funny.
it also marked us being owned by him for 6 months. it went by fast. those first two weeks, i hardly slept omg.
we went to the dog park after i got home from work and there were like 800 people there. anyhow, this woman with a really cute dog that looked like a cat said, “i love your hair! it’s glowing!!” and proceeded to touch my head.
we had a guest at the end of last week. here’s jones and darlin’ playing around:
here’s jones being a gooboy.