Mainly with the two dogs we adopted from the Colorado Great Pyrenees Rescue. Yep, two. Not one. Two. Were we mad?!
Fallon likes leather recliners
Kyna on her "new" bed. She prefers the love seat.
In all seriousness, having two dogs *is* a lot of work. It's like having two 3 year olds running amok in the house. And I do mean amok. (cue scene from the movie Hocus Pocus, "...Amok! Amok! Amok!")
So far we've lost:
- Two throw pillows – one from the couch and one from a chair
- One blanket – one of Heather's favorites as a child but in bad need of being used for something else... like a furniture cover
- Two pairs of shoes – Well, actually only two shoes. They just happened to be from two separate pairs of shoes. Both Ted's.
- The brand new stuffed animals we got for the dogs to snuggle with – I guess flamingos and giraffes weren't their favorite snuggle bunny type thingies.
- Two harnesses – Supposedly guaranteed to survive extra large dogs.
- One collage photo frame – Fortunately, the photos were unharmed. The wood and glass, however, did not survive Fallon bouncing herself off the laundry room wall.
One of our new doggies is having anxiety issues and it's manifesting itself in a most unpleasant way. We are effectively having to house-train a two year old dog. This requires a LOT of work, time, and patience, but we'll get it sorted out soon enough. The other dog seems to suffer some separation anxiety and has decided she does NOT like to be in her kennel. The first few days, both girls were perfectly content to be in their warm, comfy kennels. Now not so much. So, along with house-training one dog, we are also kennel training the other.
So, if I seem a bit tired, distracted, frazzled, neurotic (or more so than usual) it's due to the "New Mommy" syndrome. It's been a long time since I've had to deal with a 3 year-old mentality. And the first time I've had to deal with a 3 year-old mentality in a 90 pound body.
Both Kyna (KEE-na) and Fallon (FAL-un) seem to be starting to enjoy the easy life. And I'm happy knowing they are well cared for, loved, wanted, and safe. That's worth everything we've gone through so far, and everything I know we'll be going through in the future.
you gotta love The Girls