Our Shaggy Dog

Here is lovely Lupin. He loves to sit perfectly still and pose, looking out over the "horizon" of our living room.

Doesn't he just look like the wise dog that will go get your slippers or let you know when your daughter wakes up or needs a diaper change?

Doesn't he seem like the type who stays whenever told or loves to lay on your feet and keep them warm?

Well he is....
not.

His personality is quite opposite from his photographic ability.

He looks so calm... "oh me? why sure you can take my photo... if you want...."

When in reality, he is a fool. My brother calls him Wiggles because he can't keep still around any other humans other than Greg and I. He loves to climb all over the back of couches. He can not stay in place farther from you than two feet if you ask... over and over and over again.

He is neurotic. He will ONLY eat if Greg and I are home or if he is in the presence of other animals. I've never seen a dog act like this before. I swear to you, we give him a treat before we run to the grocery store and since he knows we are leaving he just lies on top of the treat until we return. He can't eat without us. Sometimes he'll keep that treat there for hours just waiting for our return. I know no dog who can resist what he resists. He absolutely tortures himself. He will go so hungry he will throw up bile opposed to eating the delicious bowl of dog food we have laid out for him while we are out.

Yes, he is special.

And, as far as the diaper thing?

Sure, Lupin will go sniff her butt. He'll even stand by as we change her diaper.

But turn your back and you are in for a disgusting surprise.

You will find that once poopy diaper empty.... turd MIA.

Lupin just lays down on the side of the room... "What? Me? No."

Your stomach begins to revolt as you put two and two together.

And then you know... You have one very "special" puppy.

A 13 Month Void

I have returned.

Take note that my last post was in October of 2009.

You may think this can be attributed to being lazy.

Or not knowing what to write.

Or losing interest in blogging.

For once, dear world of commitment, you are wrong.

WRONG I say!

I originally created this blog as a distraction to help me cope with not being able to get pregnant.

Guess what happened the week I created the blog?

BAM! A long awaited positive pregnancy test (Note: That will NOT happen this time).

And, 13 Months later....?

Meet my nearly 7 month old daughter. Beautiful, isn't she?


She's perfect in every way. I'm her Mom so I can say that. She's perfect, perfect, perfect and I love, love, love her. In fact, I have a whole other blog devoted solely to my pregnancy and her life. I have cherished my experience writing WatchMeGrowBaby and I will continue to update it. However, there have been too many moments where I have thought of content that would be rather weird to talk about on her blog. I mean, now that she's born, it is mostly devoted to her. Her blog just doesn't seem like the place where I should write about my dog, Lupin's, butt problems, my love for my bathtub, or even how I need to invent a bottle brush that doesn't spray water in my face every time I yank it out of a bottle.

I also bought a new camera. So I need a place to display my natural photography talent. I have now been a great photographer and Photoshop Elements expert for .... three days now? So, obviously, I need to share all of my expertise with someone. Why not the whole dang web?

So, like eating a hot dog with peanut butter, I invite you to try out reading this series of ramblings. I promise that although at first your palate is very confused...over time you'll learn to crave this world of mine. ... and maybe even a hot dog with peanut butter or two.