Dog days

I’ve had Cinnamon for about 2.5 weeks now.  There’s still so much I don’t know about her yet.  One thing I’m sure of if I ever go missing and she isn’t with me that dog will be the one to find me.  I guess I should be happy that she enjoys my company but damn it’s a bit much.  She’s up under me every chance she gets.  One result of that is that I haven’t gotten a full eight hours of sleep since she’s been here.  What’s worse is her waking me up at the ass crack of dawn wanting to nuzzle me and be shown affection.  Seriously?!  Take your ass back to sleep and holla at me in a few hours.  *sigh*  Sometimes I really just want to be left alone and by myself until I don’t want to be alone and by myself but she’s always there.  I’m definitely her favorite human at the moment.

One good thing is that since I’ve gotten her I’ve been walking a lot more.  I’ve seen parts of this complex I never would’ve even thought to explore because of her.  There’s a short cut a couple of buildings over that leads directly to the river behind the wooded area behind my complex.  Of course with the wet leaves everywhere I almost slipped down the embankment leading to the river and busted my ass.  That would’ve been embarrassing.  I’m kind of curious to see how Cinnamon would take to the water and how well she can swim but I don’t think I’m going to find out anytime soon.  I’m sure the water is colder than I’d want it to be if I had to go in after her.

At the adoption fair they said that she didn’t care for cats or dogs smaller than her.  Well, I think I can confirm both.  She also doesn’t really care for car rides much.   Not sure if it’s the motion, engine sounds, both or something else altogether.   She doesn’t care for dry dog food alone but will smash a dry/wet dog food mix.  I can’t get her to poop anywhere other than the dog park for some reason.  I’m not sure she’s ever had any toys before.  I’m still working on getting her to fetch.  She chase anything I throw but she won’t bring it back to me so I can throw it again.  I’m sure she’s the reason my sinuses have been wreaking havoc on me lately.  I don’t miss the weird places I can find dog hair.  Lint rollers and lint brushes will be my friends.

I’m hoping some of my problems with her will end whenever I get her a crate.  I also think Cinnamon will be sleeping in another room once I get said crate.  I’m not a morning person.  I don’t see that changing and to be honest I don’t really want it to.  I just want to be able to enjoy a full night’s sleep.  Oh and not have to worry about her chewing on something stupid if I’m not watching her like a hawk.  She’s relatively good but she seems to have a thing for socks and my sneakers.  Most dogs I’ve had would chew the hell out of my mom’s or my sister’s heels but they never touched my shoes.  This one is all about the sneakers so far.  It would also be nice to use the gift card I got from my blog wife for my birthday to do a double feature at the movies.  Finally there are a few movies out that I really want to see.

I feel a little guilty but I’ve actually contemplated trying to give her back a couple of times.  I was hoping she’d be a bit more independent instead of clingy.  I’m not sure if it’s because that’s how she is naturally, that’s what she became because of her previous owner and shelter life, or if she’s just sticking close until she gets used to the new situation and feels safe.  I’m going to stick it out a bit longer and hopefully we’ll adjust to each other (i.e. she adjusts to my schedule) soon.  She seems to have a bit of excess energy so I’m thinking about finding her a dog walker to wear her happy ass out.  I’m just not sure where to begin figuring out who’s legit and what’s a fair price.



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