Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Crazy hair day and sock porn with a big bone.....

Hrm. I wonder how many perverts are going to end up at my blog because of today's title. Heh.

I really didn't plan on posting again until after Thanksgiving, but today is Crazy Hair Day at Sebastian's school, and the picture turned out so cute that I had an excuse to sneak another post up!!

He was really due to have his haircut this past weekend, but since I'd received the flyer about crazy hair day, I figured we'd wait, just so we have something to work with. I'd intended on finding some colored hair spray or something funky, but I never had a chance to look for any. Instead, we decided to use every styling product we had in the house to spike his hair up. He has really baby fine hair like mine, so this was a challenge, and chances are that it probably went flat before the bus got him to school. He didn't care, though...he was pretty pleased with his hair-he wants to wear it like this EVERY day!! He's so friggin cute!

He's feeling much better, he slept all night last night and I didn't hear him getting up to cough once, and his fever is gone. I think that the cough syrup that the doctor prescribed has codeine in it, so maybe that has a lot to do with him getting a good night's sleep. I felt good about sending him to school today, confident that he wasn't going to sit in class coughing all day, and that he wasn't going to get everyone else sick.

So yesterday, I posted that I'd finished a sock, and today I decided to provide photographic proof! I didn't get a chance to accomplish much on it's mate last night, but hopefully I will get a chance to work on it today. The yarn is Regia Bamboo in color 1066, Jamaica. This makes for a light soft sock, and I'm afraid the colors didn't come across so well in my picture, because it's a lot prettier than the photo leads you to believe.

I got the yarn and the pattern through my Sock of the Month club. I get a new sock kit every month, and I kind of dig it because it gives me a chance to learn new tricks, play with different yarns, although I'll be dog gone if I can't find my way through the figure 8 cast on for toe up socks. It also gives me that exhilarating feeling of having new yarn even when I'm on "yarn diets".

So, it took Clyde a whole two days to gnaw the rawhide bone I got him into itty bitty pieces. Clearly, he needs a challenge.

I call him Destructo-Dog, because when he feels like he's been left, he has the tendency to try to kill things. We kind of figured this out early on, in fact his file history kind of gave us a good indication of that, so because of this, he's crated when we sleep and during the rare occasion that I leave the house. This hasn't changed his desire to chew and destroy, and he's done a pretty good job of bending wires on his crate and I learned early on that he can't have blankets or towels in his crate or he'll rip them apart and chew them which can be really dangerous. Because of this, I'm really trying hard to find things that can be in his crate that are acceptable chewing objects.

Like this thing that I found today at the Pet store. It's HUGE, it's heavy, and I'm guessing that it will take him some time to plow through it. Okay. I'm hoping it takes him a while.

See, my other dog Cassie, well, she firmly believes that she's a cat. She's never been much into chewing things and she's never had a reason to have separation issues, so having a big dog in the house has really been an educational process for me. I'm just not used to the "big dog" situations, because there are just some things that I've had happen in the last couple weeks with Clyde that Cassie is just not capable of.

Here are a couple examples:

1.) Dashing into the kitchen, having Clyde chase after me only to crash into the back of my legs, making me fly up in the air and end up flat on my back on the floor. It hurt so bad that I cried, but I found it so hilariously funny that I was laughing at the same time, and my loving husband, well, once he made sure nothing was broken, he laughed until he cried. Meanwhile, Clyde cowered under the table in the kitchen, terrified that he'd done something wrong. While he's the Weenie of the World, he's also strong and heavy, and when you compare that to Cassie, who's 5 pounds, that's a huge difference, rofl.

2.) Protection. Okay, well Cassie *tries* to pretend she's protective, but really when we approach a stranger, she's growling, barking and backing up to save her own ass. If someone were to be aggressive to me, Cassie would ditch me in a NY minute. Clyde though, not so much. I'd figured that because he's such a wuss that he wouldn't be very protective of us, but that's not the case. He barks when someone comes to the door, positioned himself in front of me and barked when some pamphlet-touting religious person approached me in the street during a walk, and even went as far as to crash himself into my shower door to make it open, because he was convinced that my singing was an indication of my impending death. I guess this means I'm never getting a recording contract, huh? hehe.

3.) He's smart. When he wants a treat, he brings me the box or bag of treats, drops it, and sits there staring at me until I give him something. Yesterday, when he wanted to go out, he brought me one of my shoes. Took me a while to figure out what he wanted, but I was impressed, to say the least.

This past week, I signed both our mutts up for Dogster. Dogster is basically a Myspace for dogs. It's kind of fun, and I'll admit that I've wasted more than a couple hours checking out everyone else's dogs and reading their bio's, but the really sad pathetic thing is that Clyde and Cassie have made almost as many dog friends in a week as I have in six months on Myspace. pfft.

Well, I'm off. Sebastian gets out of school an hour early today, and I have some things I want to get done before he's home.

Have a good Thanksgiving, everyone!!

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