Sunday, May 29, 2011

Mylie and Watson are happy we are done with school

While Michael and I were in grad school, we often had Thursday night classes (plus one other night or sometimes Saturdays). This is why the puppies started going to day care on Wednesday, they would play and play and then be tired all day on Thursday and sleep. We wouldn't get home until around 10pm, but Amber (the neighbor) would let them out twice and feed them. I think they are going to be very happy to have us home around 6ish now every night of the week. 

Last night we had a big graduation party. I know it's not normal to have a big party after grad school, but I wanted one. Not a typical grad party, but a true celebration. We had a bartender, 2 caterers, and we had  catered chipotle and Buffalo Wild Wings.  I had been planning it since I started school, and every little detail of the party was something I planned during class when I was exhausted or worn out or wondering why I was putting myself through the torture of grad school, (ok, it was't that bad). 

Mylie and Watson didn't get to be outside for the party, until the end. 
They would have eaten everyone's chipotle and buffalo wild wings and cake for sure. In fact, today as we have been cleaning up, Watson has been going for the cake every chance he gets. I think Watson has a sweet tooth. Mylie goes for the boneless wings or ranch, but Watson is always going after the sugar. 

At the end of the evening when we were having a bon fire and most of the people (and the bartender) had left, we let the dogs out. My dad had brought glow sticks for everyone (if you know my dad, you'll know that this is hilarious, he is the most soft spoken, quiet, non-party guy) Mylie and Watson had their own glow stick necklaces and enjoyed the end of the party.

Now they can enjoy having us home more often since we are finally FINALLY done with school. It has been a good 3 1/2 years, and I can actually say I will really miss it. I will not miss all the time it took, nor the homework, bur I will miss the friends, and the professors, and learning something new every week. 



Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Watson can't handle the freedom

As Watson gets older, we are starting to give him more freedom, if he can handle it.

Last week we decided we would start by letting him out of his crate while we are at work. He and Mylie are still confined to their "room" in the basement, but at least this way he would be allowed to roam free and look out the window and take a nap on the futon and wrestle with Mylie.

The first day (Monday)  he was wonderful! We were so proud, so we tried again Tuesday.

On Tuesday, we came home to see he had pulled the entire futon mattress off the frame, pulled a rug from one side of the room to the other, and pulled his blankets out of the crate. We figured that might be a one time deal and he didn't do any actual damage, so we let it go.

On Wednesday, they had puppy daycare, and later that night we put him downstairs again while we ran out for ice cream with my brother and Ericka. We were gone about 1 hour and came back to see Watson had eaten a corner of the carpet and also ripped the futon cover off the end f the futon and shredded it.


t at least now he can get up and lay on the futon or look out the window.




You might ask why we know it was Watson, and not also Mylie....Whenever they make a mess or do something naughty I say "Hey! Whoooooo did this???" and usually, since they are partners in crime, they both drop to the ground and put their heads down. I say "come here!" and they both slowly army crawl over to the place where they were naughty. Watson puts his face down (and sometimes his paws over his eyes- soo cute!) and Mylie flips over on her back.

Well this week when it was 100% Watson, I said "Whooooo did this!?" and Mylie ran to the other side of the basement and hid in Watson's kennel while Watson did the typical guilty dog routine.

I wonder if Watson would have been so naughty had he known he was auditioning for his freedom. Oh well, Maybe we'll try again next week.