Hazel's been...alright. I've been trying to stop her from barking at every little thing she hears, but it's hard. I'm just fattening her up by giving her a treat to prevent the barking. It's working, but she's already about 30 pounds! I don't want to feed her anymore than I have to. Especially with the snow on the ground - she doesn't want to take a walk and I don't really want to take her. So that means zero exercise.
I miss that other puggle. I wonder how she's doing? Last I heard she was possibly being shipped to Cali. Lucky Cali people! I love Hazel with all my heart, but I wish we would have gotten the other puppy first! She would be fine with us bringing in another dog, but not Hazy. She's just too spoiled and anxious. I hate seeing her so anxious all the time, but nothing I do calms her down. Poor thing!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Hazel's dress

Hazel loves chewing on, ripping up and eating towels. I have no clue why. It started when we laid towels down in her crate during the day when we were at work. By the time we got home, she had obliterated them and eaten parts of them. She's definitely got an oral fixation - she's always chewing, licking or biting at something. Here's a pic of her with one of her towels on - she was rolling around with it, tearing it up and it somehow ended up on her back. She's a weirdo, but she's our cute weirdo!
Monday, November 3, 2008
Missing You
I've had that '80s song "Missing You" by John Waite in my head lately - the one that says "I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away" and thinking about my puppy. I know it's a love song, but the "missing you" part applies to me missing the pup. I wish Hazel would have gotten along with her. I wish Kris and I hadn't given up so easily on her. But I'm sure she's in a better home now, with a dog that likes to play with her, or maybe no dog at all so she can be the center of attention, which is what she wanted.
I'm going to try to talk Kris into getting a dog next summer, a dog, not a puppy, but he doesn't think Hazel will get along with any other dogs no matter what age. I don't know about that. I think Kris is just being selfish and wants Hazel all to himself...
I'm going to try to talk Kris into getting a dog next summer, a dog, not a puppy, but he doesn't think Hazel will get along with any other dogs no matter what age. I don't know about that. I think Kris is just being selfish and wants Hazel all to himself...
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Puggles Alike
We got a puppy Puggle last weekend, but had to give her back to the breeder b/c Hazel didn't like her. Hazel wasn't jealous at all; she was scared of the little pup! I guess Hazel is just too set in her ways (at the ripe age of 4!) to accept a jumping, playful puppy in her life. Hazel didn't eat for the 5 days we had the puppy, and then started eating again the day after we took the puppy back. That was a good puppy, too. Quite normal, compared to Hazel. She'll grow up to be a good dog for someone. I'm sad, but happy, or relieved really, because I forgot how much puppies get into and how many times they need to get up during the night. It's like having a baby! My friends that have had babies and puppies think puppies are worse. They must have had great babies I guess! Of course, when you get a baby she can't crawl or bite you yet, like when you get a puppy.
It was funny b/c the puppy did some of the same things Hazel did, like take her food from one room to another to eat it and she snored like a banshee when she slept. How cute! Oh, I miss her. It's nice to know that Hazel isn't quite as weird as we thought. The nice thing about the puppy was that she liked to be petted, which is something Hazel can't stand. :( back to not being able to pet my pet.
Anyway, I guess it wasn't meant to be. Maybe we'll try to get an adult dog next year from the Humane Society, which will make my conscious feel good, as well as (hopefully!) giving Hazel an adult playmate.
It was funny b/c the puppy did some of the same things Hazel did, like take her food from one room to another to eat it and she snored like a banshee when she slept. How cute! Oh, I miss her. It's nice to know that Hazel isn't quite as weird as we thought. The nice thing about the puppy was that she liked to be petted, which is something Hazel can't stand. :( back to not being able to pet my pet.
Anyway, I guess it wasn't meant to be. Maybe we'll try to get an adult dog next year from the Humane Society, which will make my conscious feel good, as well as (hopefully!) giving Hazel an adult playmate.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Bad Dreams
Poor Hazy. Having a bad dream right next to me. Many of her dreams include running. Or at least, that is what I suspect from her little feet a flappin' and her quickening breath. I wish I knew what she was dreaming about! Luckily she only whines every once in a while or else I would be more tempted to wake her from her bad dream. I've read it's bad to wake up a dog having a dream. I suppose it's because it could scare her. I can't really remember why. She does look at me, which I interpret as reassurance, when she wakes up. That's the only time I can pet her without her trying to roll over on her back to kick me for the petting!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Mornin'
Hazel is so lazy! I get her out of her cage about 6:10 every morning, M-F, and lately she has been so tired, although I have no idea why. She sleeps all night. Anyway, our bathroom has two rooms - one for the shower and one for the vanity. I get ready in the room with the vanity and keep the lights off in the shower room. This week Hazy's been going into the shower room and sitting in there with her back towards me and the light! She's also been hanging her head really low and slowly blinking when I can catch a glance at her. She's sooo cute! I can't believe how lazy she is!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Chipmunk Cheeks
Hazel is so weird! She's does this weird thing lately where she will gather as many treats as possible in her mouth, and then start whining as she looks for a place to deposit these treats. She doesn't want to eat them all and she almost gags carrying them around the living room. It's so weird. At first I thought she was actually choking or having some kind of problem, but now when she does it I just ignore her. She's such a little weirdo! But she's my little weirdo. I don't think I'll ever figure out why she's doing it.
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