(Faked puking noises)
Ok so I get it. I really do. Your child if fascinating and you want to share your experiences(especially with friends). But... THEY DON'T GIVE A CRAP. They don't. I'll give it a limit of maybe 5 stories (or stories shared over several visits/lunches/dinners intended to be catching up sessions with your friends.) That's it. After that, eyes glaze over and you can't get a glass of wine in this country so there is NO ESCAPE. (I'm ranting, right?)
But this is MY blog and you can stop reading. You don't have to listen to me go on and you're not paying for my lunch, so shut up.
Let's talk about my baby, Mike Peealot!
So, last night was the first time he had experienced (lots of) grass (like the kind that you find in gardens and golf courses). I love re-visiting the same old common things that we take for granted every day through the eyes of either a newcomer or a first-time experience of another (in this case) creature. He ran a straight line with his head down and his mouth open as if he was scooping up water. I think he was taking in all the new smells and feel of the cold grass. He stopped every once in a while to roll around in it and was thoroughly happy. I'm trying to train him (OMG he is STRONG at 3 months!) so I am trying to take him out when there are only a few people around so he won't be distracted (also so he doesn't knock down any little old ladies with his sheer force). So far, he is extremely focused (which is great since he is still so young) and doesn't care about kids, other animals (even including cats). I think perhaps socializing him with Desert Dawg has helped in that regard. She is not only semi-human, but also catlike and a little old lady.
I took him home from the park (yes, we have those in Kuwait) and thought (mistakenly) that he would be tired. Ha! He slept for a while and I woke at 1:00 am to the sounds of what I thought were distant gunshots. Pop! Pop! Pop pop! I went out (had to put on my flip-flops first to avoid puppy pee puddles) in the living room (armed with my AK - ha ha, just kidding - or not. Don't come to my house late a night without calling first.) and discovered that Mikey had taken a sheet of large bubble wrap out of the trash. WHO can resist bubble wrap?? I axe ya. He had the sheet between his humungous front paws and was popping the bubbles one at a time like a little kid.
I love this little guy. He's pure joy and thinks the world is his toy.
Speaking of toys - I got him the COOLEST dog toy EVER (at BBB). It is called, "The Doggy Bag." It is harder than Hell to get batteries into, but once you're in, it will keep your dog busy for hours. I had to take it away from MP because he was barking so loud at it. It is a ball in a burlap bag that it motion-activated. It bounces, barks, makes panting noises. Hilarious. I couldn't install the batteries, so I took it to our Director of IT (why bother a tech when you can irritate a Director?) and asked him to do it for me ('You have all the right tools.' yes, he does.) He asked me what it was. I told him. 'Can you help me fix my ball?' He said it added a new definition of "scared the crap out of me." He didn't think that he had installed the batteries right because it wasn't doing anything and then all of a sudden it stared shaking around and barking at him (in his office!) ha. I love that. If I knew it would get that reaction, I swear I would have done it to him intentionally just for giggles.
Hey, don't judge me!
Keep your inner child alive!
Another cool thing I found in the States was a LED-lit dog leash (at a whopping cost of $5). They are coming up with some COOL items. I just grabbed one (I should have bought a bunch) because it is PINK. Yes, Mike does look kind of weird walking around with a hot pink leash - not very masculine - but I don't care. It's AWWWWESOME.
They never had these things when I was a kid. Well, even when Desert Dawg was a puppy. I'm having so much fun with this.