Saturday, February 16, 2013

Blogs and Dogs

I am a crazy dog lady.  Anyone who knows me knows that. I'm fairly certain that it becomes obvious even to people I've just met after a 5 minute conversation.  I am borderline obsessed with my own dogs, my neighbors dogs, stray dogs, famous dogs, cartoon dogs, all of 'em. I am not ashamed of this.

This is not to say that I like the fact that my life revolves around my dogs. They tell me what time I get up in the morning- a perpetual alarm clock of whining, crying, and subsequent urinating if I don't get up (although I have been known to sleep through fire alarms and fall asleep at house parties, the disturbing sound of a dog quietly peeing on the floor in another room can wake me from even the deepest sleep in a cold sweat). Dogs determine when I run errands, when I go to the movies, how long I can stay out with friends, and even when I go to bed.  They dictate what I wear, since what's the point of wearing normal clothes when they're just going to be covered in fur and drool within 30 seconds?

Having two huge dogs in the city is hard, but the good outweighs the bad.  They force me to get up off the couch and get outside; when 100 pounds of dog is racing and jumping around you on the couch, the motivation to go for a walk suddenly appears like a fairy godmother. They also make me laugh all the time (when I'm not yelling, that is....). I love their wrinkly faces smashed into the couch, their muscular little bodies contorted into horribly uncomfortable looking positions in a pile on the bed, the snoring that sounds suspiciously like fighting pterodactyls, and the swishy full body wiggles that greet me at the door.  I think it's hilarious that whether I've been gone for 3 days or 3 hours I get the same "Thank God you've come HOME!!!" reaction when I appear. 

Having a dog means making saccrifices, but I don't mind.  In a way, they are making saccrifices too, to be with me.  They live in a tiny one bedroom in New York with two silly humans.  They put up with us, all of our crap, and still love us with an unconditional and exuberant amount of joy.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Return of the Jedi

Well. It seems that I have been crap at updating this thing.  I could give excuses, but the truth is really only that I got semi-busy and kept putting it off, as I do most things in my life. I am crap at keeping up at things.  However, since I have recently joined the Unemployed Brigade (by choice, sort of) I have more time on my hands. All the time in the world, actually.  Over the last 3 weeks I've watched enough episodes of Law and Order: SVU to be considered an EXPERT. If you have any questions regarding the regular cast or guest stars, just ask me, I'll know. I have also consumed  massive amounts of Life cereal and diet coke.

At this point I am pretty much back to where I started when we first moved here.  I have no income and no health insurance, but at least I know where to find necessary resources in the city now.  I did not want this blog to turn into a big pity party so I'm going to keep updating positively, even though I am a diehard pessimist. :)