So... for those of you who are not yet aware... I got a dog.
As I told my mother upon her stunned silence at the news: yes, it is possibly the MOST irresponsible thing that I have ever done. BUT... if that is the most irresponsible thing that I have ever done... I think I'm doing pretty darn good!
Uhm so funny story... at the animal shelter they said it was a boy... So I named him Demetrius. Nice strong biblical name. (for extra points look it up in 3John, he was a pretty stellar guy) Kept that name for about... oh, maybe... 4 days, before realizing that Demetrius's parts were very ladylike in nature. This was confirmed by one of my more animal savvy friends. Poor girl!
So.... HER new name is: Kala (from the Hindu, meaning black) Ssirika (from Luganda, meaning silk). I know, I know, so I'm weird with names. But actually the Hindu has a very deep seeded meaning for me... and the Luganda as well... ask me about it sometime. They are both parts of my journey towards having a heart for overseas.
Anywho... Kala has I think taken my place in the hearts of my entire family, as they seem more eager to see if I brought my dog, than the fact that I am visiting. And my best friend's hubby has pretty much declared his love for her over me (jerk!).
Kala is a Weinerimer mix... and I can't feed her enough, and her rib cage still sticks out! I know they are lean dogs... but seriously? I hope she doesn't have worms... which they can't check for until she's 6 months anyway. Which she isn't... she's only 3 months. (which the weird nurse in me also wants to tell you all what kind of developmental milestones she should be reaching at 3 months...) Lets just say that potty-training still needs some work, and that Oxy-clean really is pretty darn amazing! Though if I ever find some of that Lemon cleaner stuff that my mom has... I am DEFINITELY getting it, cause that stuff is the bomb!
Did I tell you enough about absolutely nothing yet?
Hmmm... let me expound a bit more...
Firsts things I've trained Kala on:
*Riding in cars (she used to totally freak out, and silly me, I wanted one of those dogs that hangs their head out the window and does the "batdog" thing... either I'm a really good teacher, or she like it now!)
*Finishing her plate (though I guess I can't reasonably take credit for that, and not like she can leave the table anyway, since she always eats in her crate)
* Thunderstorms (those of you who know me pretty well, know that I pretty much LOVE rain. My roommate's dog Abby (not the dreaded terror dog) is, bless her heart, terrified of storms, so when it started storming the first day after I got Kala, I immediately took her outside and made her play with me in the rain. She doesn't have a single problem with it, and will even go out in the rain, as long as the wet grass isn't too tall.)
We're still working on "sit" and "kennel" and "come", and the part where she thinks obeying me is optional! Yeah, thats not going to fly!
I'm sure I'll have more interesting stories to come as little Kala gets bigger. (probably one where she breaks my bed, one where I teach her how to kiss people on command, and that infamous one where she causes me some sort of acute embarrassment!)
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