Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
The French Family Grows
I think it is time to introduce you to my new baby, Charlie. Nico and I adopted him from the SPCA last week (September 17). There is a lot of information we don't really know about him: He is somewhere between one and two years old, he is likely a griffin mixed with something else, and we have no idea what his life was like before the SPCA.
What we do know is this: He is VERY cute, he doesn't like to be alone, he wants to sleep on the humans' bed but is learning to sleep on the doggy bed, he loves licking and he loves petting, he doesn't know how to play with a ball, he sniffs lots of pee. We spent this afternoon getting him groomed, because he had so many mysterious nettles buried in his fur. We've gotten rid of his flees, and after three tries have found dog a food that he will eat. He favorite thing seems to be cheese - no surprise, he is a French dog. He isn't at all interested in the turtles and they aren't at all interested in him. Charlie waits until the alarm clock goes off to start licking me in the morning. He has bad breath.
So, as I start my classes and likely a job as secretary at the University and Nico starts his new job installing computers for a big grocery store chain, we will see how Charlie fares. I hate to think of leaving him alone, but we will have to learn to cope. In the meantime, we will take advantage! We have a big weekend with lots of activities: visiting the sangliers (wild pigs), going to the Bond Pond (it sounds better in French), and working lots more on training.
You'll probably get sick of seeing pictures of him, but check these out. I just took them, right after his trip to the groomers!
What we do know is this: He is VERY cute, he doesn't like to be alone, he wants to sleep on the humans' bed but is learning to sleep on the doggy bed, he loves licking and he loves petting, he doesn't know how to play with a ball, he sniffs lots of pee. We spent this afternoon getting him groomed, because he had so many mysterious nettles buried in his fur. We've gotten rid of his flees, and after three tries have found dog a food that he will eat. He favorite thing seems to be cheese - no surprise, he is a French dog. He isn't at all interested in the turtles and they aren't at all interested in him. Charlie waits until the alarm clock goes off to start licking me in the morning. He has bad breath.
So, as I start my classes and likely a job as secretary at the University and Nico starts his new job installing computers for a big grocery store chain, we will see how Charlie fares. I hate to think of leaving him alone, but we will have to learn to cope. In the meantime, we will take advantage! We have a big weekend with lots of activities: visiting the sangliers (wild pigs), going to the Bond Pond (it sounds better in French), and working lots more on training.
You'll probably get sick of seeing pictures of him, but check these out. I just took them, right after his trip to the groomers!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Relief
Cause for celebration: I turned in my thesis!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday! At 1pm! 2 copies! You can see my enthusiasm.
Actually, is feels really weird to have it done. I'm sure this is typical of people who work on biggish projects like this one. I've spend the last 2 and a half weeks attached to my computer, thinking about Tom and Betsy Rath, and writing and writing and writing. In 15 days I did write 40 of the 50 pages, and I coulda done it in fewer if I'd had to. But that would have been terrible.
Now I kind of miss Tom, and Catherine Jurca, Dale Carnegie, and Suburban discontentment. I miss the dread that I have felt in the pit of my stomach since last March, when I was watching episodes of Castle instead of thinking about the thesis. What am I going to do with all this free time? Actually I have answers to that question: I must find a job. I must start classes at the University. That should be enough to keep me busy.
By the way, Neptune and Fanny are doing very well. They have been joined by Zoe, because Zoe was living all alone. Neptune is a big meany these days (I guess establishing her turtle dominance)and I have to separate Fanny and Zoe from Neptune when I feed them their special turtle nuggets.
Next week I present my thesis to the jury. Wish me luck!
Actually, is feels really weird to have it done. I'm sure this is typical of people who work on biggish projects like this one. I've spend the last 2 and a half weeks attached to my computer, thinking about Tom and Betsy Rath, and writing and writing and writing. In 15 days I did write 40 of the 50 pages, and I coulda done it in fewer if I'd had to. But that would have been terrible.
Now I kind of miss Tom, and Catherine Jurca, Dale Carnegie, and Suburban discontentment. I miss the dread that I have felt in the pit of my stomach since last March, when I was watching episodes of Castle instead of thinking about the thesis. What am I going to do with all this free time? Actually I have answers to that question: I must find a job. I must start classes at the University. That should be enough to keep me busy.
By the way, Neptune and Fanny are doing very well. They have been joined by Zoe, because Zoe was living all alone. Neptune is a big meany these days (I guess establishing her turtle dominance)and I have to separate Fanny and Zoe from Neptune when I feed them their special turtle nuggets.
Next week I present my thesis to the jury. Wish me luck!
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