No, I didn't die from my cold, I just moved.  Not due to the cold, due to the fact that work was really far away, and since I was getting more hours I felt like I was spending all my time driving.  So dog and I are now living FOUR minutes away from work, but we're still overflowing with boxes and unpacking things.  Photos later, more unpacking now.

A healthy house?

I’m discovering some very interesting products in our house while dealing with my aforementioned  illness. 

 Nyquill that expired in 2010

Dayquill that expired in August (nearly new!)

 This Sudafed expired in 2008

 Afrin that expired in March

 and this stuff, that doesn't have an expiration date but due to the discoloration of the label, it may be as old as I am.  

And that's all we've got.  

This isn't a new problem in our house, when I got my wisdom teeth out when I was in college my mom gave me some clove oil which is supposed to help with tooth-related pain.  It had expired 2 years before I was born.  I passed.  

I never ever make New Year’s resolutions because I think they’re dumb, but this year I am going to try to do at least 20 minutes of yoga every single day.  This is NOT a New Year’s resolution because I started doing it last week; it’s just a plain, regular, everyday, resolution.  I want to make that very clear.  It’s because I go to yoga sporadically now that I’ve moved, and I love it but I’m WEAK, because I used to be able to do things that I can’t anymore.  That makes me mad, so, yoga for strength every morning. 

Of course, I’ve already broken my resolution because I’m SICK, which also makes me mad.  I’ve broken my three year trend of only having one summer cold each year.  I miss one day of work and then I’m fine.  And now I have a stupid winter cold, this is NOT cool.  

There's a fine line between not wanting to waste the Christmas baked goods and not wanting to gain 10 pounds.  To eat or to throw away....

This is what my dog looks like in a sweater.

Stupid cute, I know (not biased at all....).  I used this pattern  sans the rear shaping, since he's not really finished growing yet.  I can always add length if I need to later.  For the yarn, I used some mystery cone-wool that has been floating around my life forever.  It's itchy and oily (from the spinning process?  I don't know, but it's gross to knit with.  It does wash clean when you're finished), and I never want anything made of out it.  Perfect for the dog!!  But really, I figure his own coat protects him from the itchyness of this wool, so he can wear it.  

This picture was just funny

And a poorly posed side shot.  

New Friends

I took Roo on a new route for our walk today, past a house I knew used to have horses, but I didn't know if they were still there.  Surely enough, the horses are still around! Or, some horses were still around, I don't know if they're the same horses....  how long do horses live?  How long has it been since high school?  You do the math, I haven't done math since high school.

Anyway.

There were three horses, and one was especially friendly and came right up to the fence to say hello.

                                                 

But Roo was like:

 And the horse was like:

And Roo was like:

All that was really exhausting, and now Rooney is like:

Oh, puppies....

I'm in constant flux trying to decide if puppies are adorable and cuddly or a huge pain in the ass.  I'm guessing that's why God made puppies into the cutest thing on earth, because they are so damned annoying no one in their right mind would want them otherwise.

Generally I'm exaggerating, but not always.  Like when we're walking and he decides instead of walking we have to play tug with the leash, and we have a heated 5 minute discussion in the middle of the road about letting go of the leash and then all the neighbors think I'm crazy.  Any recommendations on breaking a puppy of this?  I'll take anything!

We also have long discussions about where we're going to hang out.  Like I say "Hey, we're going to sit on the couch upstairs and you're going to stay up here with me."  And then Rooney says "whine, I want to go downstairs and harass Quinn and see if Dad will give me treats."  And I say "No, because when you're out of my sight you either pee or chew on the carpet." And then he says "WHINE."

Other than these two discussions, we usually see eye to eye.  Today he met his first cat at the pet store, I thought was funny but Rooney was just distraught.  The cat was very brash and followed us all around, keeping right out of reach.  Eventually Roo got so frustrated he just started barking, the cat seemed very pleased with itself.

We're also working on training.  I want one of those dogs that always listens to you, even when there's other fun dogs around or a giant piece of meat or something.  Well, mainly I just want to be able to take him off leash (in safe areas, of course!) and have him always come back when I call him.  We're nowhere close to that, but I've often wondered about dogs that are trained that well.  Is it the training or the disposition of the dog/the breed?  For example, I see border collies who are awesomely trained, and a lot of retrievers will always come when called, and obviously they have been very well trained, but would another type of dog with the same training still do that?  I had a Dalmatian growing up, and even though we didn't spend that much time training her I can't imagine her EVER listening to us that well.  She understood the commands we told her, but she absolutely did not care whether or not she pleased us.  Occasional she would work for food, but to please her masters?  Never.  (On a side note, she was an awesome dog, even if she didn't listen to us).  Do you know any dogs who are that well trained?  Do you have a dog like that?  How do you get a dog like that?!

Whippet mix....  maybe

So that was a lot on dogs.  I'm sorry if this turns into a dog blog.  Well, only a little sorry, I like dogs....