What really matters

So, not much has changed except that as Luger grows so is his energy level. Jim laughs on the phone because I spend most of the conversation yelling, "Luger NO, stop biting, OW, drop it, LUGERRRRRR!!!!!" Murphy and I had special relationship. He ADORED me, and the feeling was mutual. I really think now that it might be a one time kind of deal. It's definitely not that way for me right now with Luger. I do see huge amounts of potential in him though and I'm hoping that he'll get more snuggly when he outgrows the constant chewing.

Anyway, as I was going to write in this post, what is really important is that he and Stella are crazy about each other. We've been careful to make sure she's the dominant one and I think it's working. He does freak her out sometimes when he won't stop biting her (he's almost as big as her already). But she can take his food, lay on him, and when he bites her she grabs the skin on his cheek to pull him away. She can pet him, chase him, brush him - things she never could have done with the other dogs. So, if I have to choose between me having a bond with a dog or her, I'll choose her in a heartbeat. That is, after all, why we him.

She is so sweet, she hates if he cries, gets in his crate with him, feeds him, and sweet talks him. We really are blessed. (I'll have to remind myself of that next time I'm home alone with them both, I'm in the shower, she's crying, and he's peeing on my bath mat!)

He loves to sleep on the mantels and she gave him a pillow, her blankie, and her babies. Awwww

Maybe before summer is over I'll get around to posting about a few of the other things we've been up to!

I'm exhausted and I think we're idiots!

After all we went through with our other 2 dogs we were happy to go without any pets for "a while". I was really enjoying it and had no intentions of getting another. Well, we did miss having a dog and the security you get from one and realized if we didn't get one NOW it was going to be a long time before another opportunity arose. So... we got a sleepy, chill, fluffy black 8 week old German Shephard. Jim named him "Lugar" and he really was (ok, is) darling.

BUT - now I'm exhausted and thinking I made a huge mistake! I'm the dog person, but Jim is crazy about him, and I'm not sure I am. It could be because he's SO MUCH WORK! I don't remember it being like this. All he does is pee, poop, and chew on EVERYTHING. I spend my entire day and night chasing him and yelling "no"! (Jim claims he comes when you call him - I haven't had that happen yet). He has to get up in the middle of the night, he screams in his kennel all night, and have I mentioned the chewing? On us, furniture, shoes, boxes, EVERYTHING!

I really hope he chills out soon, I'm just not up for this. I'd upload a pic so you could see just how adorable he is, but I don't have the energy to get up and get the camera. Maybe next time.

The house is coming along slowly. My mom and I finished painting kitchen cabinets yesterday (which now make the counters look infinitely WORSE). Maybe I'll feel like it's suitable for posting pictures before the year is out.

Hope some of you are finding some time to relax, I'll live vicariously through you!