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Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Life with Millie and Belle

UPDATE:  In August Millie grew so big!  I took her to the vet for her shots and check up and in exiting my car she pulled me down onto the concrete and I injured my left knee.  I realized after that that Millie could not be attended to by me for a long time as I dealt with a visit to the hospital and ensuing physical therapy.  It was with great sadness that I realized I would be rehoming Millie with my brother and his wife who were more than ready for this huge responsibility.  My heart is broken but I know I made the right decision because a lot of factors and soul searching went into this decision.  She remains there today and is sooo happy with a lot of family around to love her.  Millie is now named Willow and is living happily every after.  I know I will want a pet like her in the future but not now.  My time will come again.  

So it has been since January that I have had my new puppy Millie.  I spoke about how she immediately changed my home life since her first time under my roof.  There have been many experiences with her since then so this installment of my blog is meant to catch you up with that and to enlighten some of you as to how you can best prepare and respond to all of them.

The first pic I saw of her on the FB post for
labs for sale.  She is an English Lab according to
the breeder. 

First day home
Wondering who I am
 Millie was born on November 23rd.  Today is just shy of March 23rd so I am looking at a was once a little puppy but is steadily growing and I see a new personality spring forth almost weekly.  To know her is to love her more and more as her owner and not a day goes by that I regret my decision to have added her to my life.  There are steps to bringing out her personality.  For instance she suddenly began bringing me her toys to toss and for her to fetch.  Is this just something dogs instinctively begin to do?  Then there is the flopping up on the sofa and getting close to me.  That is sure nice because, let's face it, dogs strike me as careful and calculating and this can be construed as being not too smart or depressed.  Well I did have my inklings, but Millie suddenly began showing me affection and sitting at my feet when I am at the sink doing dishes or reading a magazine. She craves my presence. Perhaps it has something to do with being at work all day.  I do make it my mission to get home fast at the end of the workday and I go right to Millie who is crated, and take her outside for a good run. Long walks are on their way as the weather improves here in the Midwest where I have been getting up sometimes three times a night in 0 degree weather to take her out for bathroom breaks. Maybe she sees the dedication with that?  While I hate having her left alone all day my attention is focused on her and now I am seeing all these new personality traits spilling out and I see a true bond developing. It is very satisfying and instills in me the joy I imagined before she came into my life.



This new experience has taught me one thing more than anything else...patience.  I am not a clean freak but certainly no one to let my house turn into a mud pit with dirty floors all the time. And my past pet ownership has never revealed me to live in a place that is not well kept, dusted, vacuumed and smells clean all the time because it is clean all the time. I have had to relinquish part of my diligence to maintain a perfectly clean home somewhat.  I am fortunate to own a sofa that is not new but is not  beat up furniture either. But it is suitable for pet ownership.  Millie being a yellow lab, I am beginning to see where I must vacuum or sticky roll the sofa quite often, lest I dress in my black pants and everyone who sees me knows...I own a dog!    Oh well...it is worth it. 

Its like early on I came home from work and found Millie had pooed in her crate and spread it all over everything..including the bedding ( a nice pillow that I had mistakenly failed to cover in a plastic zip cover), all of her toys that I had placed in there to stymie any boredom, and a large carrot that was in the crate for her to eat.  What a mess!  It was poopageddon in no uncertain terms!  Further, the crate was placed on an (inexpensive) oriental rug with no underlayment at all,...no drop cloth beneath it, and it seemed like the poop combined with the pee had spilled over the edge of the tray at the bottom of the crate and oozed out the bars of the crate onto the rug.  

So I put on the clothing equivalent of a hasmet suit (trust me the smell was as bad as the material I had to clean up) and picked her up. I took her straight to my kitchen which had been cleaned before, the sink free of any dishes, gave her a good bath  and dried her off as much as I could.  I put her in the bath alone to dry while I cleaned the cage.

I am so glad those trays at the bottom of the cage are slide out removable.  I soaked up what I could with a roll of paper towel, thew all of the paper into a double kitchen tall bag and I cleaned the tray further with some Lysol disinfectant wipes.  Then, knowing that they may irritate Millie due to their ingredients (pet owners must be aware that cleaning solvents and products can harm dogs/pets) I took the tray outside and poured boiled water over it, let it run down the length of the back and front of the tray and let it air dry.  I gave the bottom part of the cage the same treatment.

That is when the perfect rectangle was revealed on the rug beneath the crate. With a quick Internet check I learned that hot water and a tiny bit of dish soap concoction was a good way to clean up a mess like this. A clean rag and a bit of elbow grease and I fouind  it worked very well and the rug looked almost new when I was done.  

By now Millie was dry and everything was back to normal.  The entire exercise took the better part of an hour.  One minute away more and she would have rolled in all of that awful stinky mess.  A neatnik certainly may not be prepared for this event.  I was lucky to not have anything going on after work to keep me away longer.  It is said that dogs do not like to be in the place where they defecate and I believe it. Millie was none too comfortable and was definitely cowering in the corner of her cage when I found her.  The proof of her "accident" was everywhere. But it proved to me that I must be more diligent about getting her outside to do her thing before leaving for work and even today I cannot prepare her crate to be a soft comfy well decorated dog cave.  She is still young and if she has to pee she will.  She shreds those pee pads I used to lay around the house so there is no way to avoid that mess if I do not make sure she is empty when I leave for the day.

The argument to crate or not to crate is up to the owner and temperament of the dog.  I joined a couple of FB groups to help me along in the dog ownership process.  Some people are against crate training or crating a dog even if the owner is not home most of the day.  I could not do that with my dog...she could become a chewer and destroy a lot of stuff or even ingest something along the way that will require surgery to remove.  I also have to protect the environment from Millie losing control of her bowels..something new puppies/dogs have very little control of as they train.  Also at night when I sleep, Millie is in her crate when others are screaming that I should let her be in my room and just take her out when she lets me know she needs something...like to go outside. Well I have found that keeping her in a crate with a cover over it has aided in keeping her at bay for that straight through till my morning. Her bladder will get stronger as she ages and  has pretty much done so up to now.  I think my method works best for me. You will get plenty of unsolicited advice too from other pet owners.  Listen and nod but in the end I learned you must conform to what works best for you and your family.  

Belle finds having her around a great challenge.  She is after all the lady of the house first since she came along a year ago May, I think it was, and Millie is sure making her presence known to her.  But two female animals in the house has gone pretty well. They are wrestling most of the time.  I do separate them so as they get alone time with me and to facilitate the bonding process.  However it is still a challenge as sometimes they wrestle non stop and I worry that Millie's teeth will be too sharp to keep this up with Belle without an injury.  Who knows how hard she is actually clamping down on Belle?  I watch them closely and do my best to intervene and protect both of them.  Belle seems to always be available for the play sessions and in the middle of the evening I separate them and Millie has me all to herself for a short walk or cuddling on the sofa.  Belle gets a breather too. It all seems to be working out nicely.
Feeding

 Look at me! Another photo op
for me!

Can we watch something else she seems to be
saying!  

Are you talking to me?!
So I purchase something new for Millie when I go out to the pet store or the thrift shop. They sell doggie clothes, collars, leashes and doggie supplies.  There is no shame in saving money by buying used items.  You will need several leashes and one plainly in sight in most rooms of the house just to be sure if you lose one you have an extra.  Forget buying a fancy doggie bowl until it is determined how big your dog will get. Millie has grown in leaps and bounds and grew right out of the cute decorative puppy bowl I first purchased...now Belle is eating out of it.  And collars?  Once time I ordered a cute strappy harness type collar and by the time I received it she only wore it for a week!  But good to have several difference harnesses too.  And also, know that it is not good for dogs to wear a plain collar when dog walking..because the dog will pull on it and practically strangle herself as she tries to pull ahead.  

Good idea to keep in good standing with the neighborhood as well. If your new pet needs to go, better be ready to clean it up.  I remember one time I did not have the poop bags yet and so I took my snow shovel down the road as I walked with Millie. Someone drove by and laughed..I could see that the image of me with this huge snow shovel over my one shoulder and Millie on a leash with the other may have indicated I was being responsible, but looked awfully funny to the rest of the world on that 10 degree F morning at 5 a.m.
Awesome paws!  And even bigger today!

Take your dog to work day with my son Alexander. Word
is everyone loved her!

I take lots of photos, all of them in my phone, and I post pretty regularly on my friends FB dog ownership pages.  I am learning allot through my own experiences and from the postings of others and I am always surprised to learn each day that I have done the right thing or prepare for what I do not yet know about dog ownership.  I have had pets before an a yellow lab back in 1994 and trained it to become the best pet my family has ever known. But times were different then. FB did not exist then to seek out advice.  Today you can actually buy gourmet dog biscuits, attire, and all the accessories a pet may want to have through pet supply stores and actual boutiques set up for pets.  There are pet spas and day camps and people treat their pets like their kids now more than ever.  There are a lot of people who advocate for pets in their effort to protect them from abuse.  Pets are considered one of the family and held in very high regard.  Costs to have them have increased exponentially.  Everyone is there to give you advice and has knowledge of full pedigree dogs and there are dogs that are more desirable to have than others. Temperment of certain dogs, safety with kids, and other pet related topics are reported each day in the news. 
Take me outside!

Pet ownership used to be just taking in a stray and feeding it and keeping it out in the barn or on a chain in the yard with a dog house. Now dogs are pampered beings, companions to many and to the retired who like to travel, Fido is right there with them. Well I will probably have to curb my travel but most hotels take in dogs knowing that they are constant traveling partners with their patrons. How nice! 

And another issue that has come to light is that many dogs are rescues from shelters.  People are more apt to frown upon getting a dog from a breeder as I did.  I tried to adopt a West Highland White Terrier like the one that now lives with my family and their black lab that have become so close they cannot be separated. But that was almost as tedious as adopting a child. After eight months of being vetted and waiting there were none.  After I paid fees I found that the rescues that they had did not get along with cats or children or other things.   And by the time I got done with the fees associated with a rescue I felt safer getting a dog with no history of violence or abuse.  I am an advocate for all dogs but getting my dog from a breeder just seemed like a better fit for me and in my defense...Millie is everything I wanted and have familiarity with and for her I think its the right fit too.

So today Millie is so big she grew out of one of her pet collars before she wore it even a week!  She is going to have a big barrel neck, top over 65 lbs I am afraid..but that is what I bargained for so it okay with me.  I left her this morning and hated to go and have taken PTO time so that I could be with her for Fridays and have her three full days to aid in pet training.  That is the best I can do.  I think my love an personal attention is the path I optioned to take with her.  Be kind to her, never rub her nose in her waste to "teach her a lesson" like some people have resorted to...and feed her and give her enough water to be hydrated but not belly full.  This has worked for me so far.  And do not deviate from a sound meal plan with a good quality dog food. Changing up her dog food because of what is on sale week to week is not good for dogs and they will respond by a change in their BM and not always in a nice way.  I tend to stay with the same dry food which keeps her BM firm and easy to clean up in the yard and gosh forbid...in the house.  Animals like to be clean too. I wipe her paws with baby wipes when she comes in from a romp outside and soon I will begin brushing and vacuuming her.  Also, I have been advised that feeding her raw pumpkin from a can is good for her coat and nutritious as well so I have several cans of that on hand.  Dogs like bananas too, at least mine does so I give her one once a week or so.  Now, if I suddenly notice that any of these additional foods changes her BMs in any way I will discontinue. Everything is up for experiment.  And as I said before it's all a learning thing and it doesn't pay to be so staunch that what happens is you have a very bored dog that is starving for new  flavors and textures.  I do not see my Millie thriving if I do that.

I hope this installment with photos taught you some things.  I hope it helps you to think about getting a pet if you do not have one.  I am excited about this process and look forward to milder temps when I can take my dog for a full blown walk and actually congregate with other dogs.  My vet advises I wait until she has had her third set of shots which will be this week...i am a week or so late actually. Then she will be adequately protected from any health issues like eating something with bacteria in the grass or mud or catching something from other dogs.  Spring is in the air and with it comes my getting in better shape with my new companion which was part of the reason I took ownership of Millie.
So in love!
Well, I am going to sign off now. I may edit this post from time to time in case I discover a new thing I learned. But feel free to leave your comments and feedback if there's something you need to share about your new pet experience.  As part of my vintage home..a true home with a family in it...and my pets being part of my family..I am so happy to share my experience with Millie with all of you.

Love,

Kimber




Monday, January 8, 2018

Welcome Millie, my new English Laborador

A recent conversation with my eldest attached (cohabitating) son revealed that even though I am in the prime of my "be a grandmother" years, I do not have that element of my life to look forward to...at least not in the near future.  I recently said to Mackenzie..hey, when do you think you might get married and have children? To which he replied, Mom, if you want something to bounce on your knee go buy a soccer ball..I just do not know.


Fast forward to today and after a couple of hint dropping sessions with him and the nice young lady he lives with and I am convinced that I will have to live my "grandmother years" through others' grandkids or buy myself a couple of goldfish.  Sure I have Belle, my cat that I love dearly and keeps me entertained but I guess I had hoped for something more permanent and real.  This world with all its issues is pretty daunting to most young people right now, let alone entering into a marriage contract that, these days, is more likely to fail than completing a triathelon.  There are issues and problems and evils in the world which give pause to many young couples about if and when they will bring a new life into it.


So, I can live with that..as long as I can exercise the option to add to my animal menagerie.  With my kitty Belle I have been so happy. She is a lovely animal, and lately we have been able to cuddle up in my cozy sleep place and she stays there most of the night. When I awake at 2 am I bring up Youtube kitty videos on my IPhone and we watch and enjoy together as Belle swats at the screen and purrs.  I get a good laugh out of it and it calms me in countless ways allowing me to sleep better when an hour later I finally am able to put the phone down.


But I had been registered with several pet rescue organizations thinking I would like to provide a home to an unwanted dog.  Age did not matter until I realized I was missing my Westie that is living with my ex and his dog that have become great buddies. I could not see myself tearing apart that union after I moved into my house and had what I thought would be the perfect place to reclaim my dog.  My family members objected because Kozmo and Dakotah (the black lab) are such good playmates now and separating them is not nor ever will be an option.


That's my Westie, Kozmo, and sidekick, Dakotah. Buddies forever.




After being diagnosed with Sarcoidosis (a pulmonary breathing illness) and a 4 day hospital stint my doctor told me that I had to work on a few things.  He advised that my BP was high and I needed to exercise.  I said I was going to get into Yoga but he advised that I needed to raise my heart rate..I needed to get moving. Sarcoidosis is treatable but not by, oddly enough, taking it easy.  I have a few pounds to lose and a heart to get healthy which should send Sarcoidosis into remission..but I had to start now and with vigor.


I thought of joining a gym..but who was going to insure that I actually go?  How many times have you bought membership in a gym and just not gone?  I have done it twice and it doesn't feel good to fail.  But with no one prodding me to go, not even a less than perfect physical exam result...what could I do to make certain I would be more active? I gave this a lot of thought and the answer was already there right in front of me. I should consider getting a dog, not for just a pet but for a walking and activity companion.


A dog makes you get up and take it for a walk.  They force you to be active and there is no way I can say NO to an animal relying on me to make certain that they get fresh air and be taken out on a leash for a brisk walk when I may feel like just sitting.  This was it...I need to get a dog and for more reasons than the ones I originally had pondered.  I would look in a shelter and find one, somewhere. I thought of saving a dog from a shelter.


Looking for a shelter dog is not as easy as it seems. I had criteria about size, temperament and breed. But after seven months there are such rare occasions that the dog I would want to have are available. Sure there are lots of Pit Bull breeds that need homes but I would rather not entertain that venue..I want a dog that is kid friendly and I have knowledge of their medical issues and all the rest.  So after losing the last available Westie that was available through a pet rescue I opened my mind up to a private rehoming through an ad on Craigslist.


Destiny was an 11 1/2 year old Westie whose family was moving to place where dogs were not allowed.  The owner had offered all of her playthings, leftover food, collar, leash and all of that for a rehoming fee of $100.  My kids, well, they were all up in arms when I mentioned that this is the dog I may be adopting.  Mom, they said, you know this is an old dog...she may have all kinds of issues, expensive medical problems...what are you thinking?!  Now, I know they are well intentioned, but so am I.  I wanted to see this little girl in my house and hopefully, even an old dog would acclimate to my home with no problems.


My eldest said don't do it Mom. I will help you find a dog that you can afford that you can love and it will be a puppy that you will train and will know your house from its earliest age.  That is the way to do this.


Two weeks later I had found a woman on FB who had a litter of English Laboradors to adopt.  There was one female yellow Lab and long story short...I now have her.  She was born on November 23rd and I have her today, January 8th.


I decided to name her Millie..short for Millicent.  She looks like a Millie.  And she is beautiful!
A pudgy little puppy  7 weeks


Getting settled  on my comfy  couch
Taking a much needed snooze after the long trip to my home
Get a look at these large paws


Now that's love! And I love that puppy breath! 
Millie has big paws and is really a stocky short little thing.  I was going to buy her a small cage to get her though the next few weeks but she has already outgrown that.  She has a large stocky neck and big paws.  I can tell she is warming up to me.  Her first night at my house in her cage was a trial for her but only for a short time.  I put her in the cage with a nice soft pillow and a pee pad just in case..and a few toys.  In  the night when I awoke at 3 am I took her out and she peed. I could see she already voided #2 on the pad, cleaned that up and then spent a little time holding her and putting some love on her and then gingerly laid her back in her big cage on her big pillow.  That puppy breath will make up for having to get up in the night every time.  This baby already has my heart in a big big way.


So the next few weeks and months I will be potty training her (dead of winter so quite a challenge).  Add that to the fact that I work out of the house M - F 9 hours a day...and you've got the biggest and maybe toughest job.  But I could not see myself ruling out this plan to bring Millie into my life just because of a few minor inconveniences.  I know I will live the best life filled with love and satisfaction of making this dog my sidekick and walker.  This is going to be a big dog though and I will be doing a lot more than just walking.  The maintenance involved would keep me active.  The companionship outside the house would be good for my total well being.  With Millie in my home just this one overnight I am so excited about all the good having her around will do for me.


Pets are a big responsibility but they do make a house a home.  Filling up your place with non living things that you love to have around is one thing.  However, having a living breathing living thing around that relies on you is quite another. It is the most unselfish thing a person can do to be in the position to provide another with a happy safe atmosphere and the love and companionship that all living things crave.  And people need to get over the changes they will need to make in their homes if they really want any kind of pet.  I have, for instance, a dark brown couch, and I know this dog will shed because I had a yellow lab before. I will have to not be so uptight about accidents and hair balls and getting up in the middle of the night for a few months to get the PT done.  I will have to overlook the half eaten dog food bowls and watch closely so that Millie doesn't run off.  I will have to escape proof my back yard by plugging up any gaps in the fencing and make sure it is tall enough to impede her jumping over it because dogs will do that.  I have a mole problem and I will have to be diligent about Millie not making a meal out of all of them as she grazes out there when summer comes.  There will be dirty dog paws and run in's with skunks probably...oh well.  I accept it all.  It all comes with the territory and you cannot have a dog without some or all of these things being brought into the picture.  These are the things that will make your house a home.


Share your pet pics, your thoughts, tell me all about how you finally gave in to add a fur baby to your home.  I want to know everything.  We can learn from one another about the best tips for PT, care and maintenance of your pet and tips on making it all work.


Thanks for reading!

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