I’ve wrote a lot about Rosie in the past. I’ve not given her her own regular blog series though…but today, I think she earned a right to her own blog series.
Rosie has been improving all the time. There is still plenty room to grow but she doesn’t drive me crazy all the time and with covid and the quite house, I’d be pretty lonely without her…but she still takes up a lot of my time.
Yesterday I was at the compute writing blog posts and she was being a little too much. She was constantly ringing the bells on the door wanting to go outside. When she was in the house she was putting her paws on my leg and jumping up. I just wanted to finish writing the blog post so I could go upstairs and continue my “war on my sewing room”.
For about the sixth time in the last half hour she rang the bell again. At this point I really know she does not need to go to the bathroom, she just wants to go outside because she’s bored…or she wants to smell some sniff… So for the sixth time in a half hour I let her out. UGH.
I went back to the computer and happily started typing away. 15 minutes must have passed and there was no Rosie bothering me. Dang. She’s still outside. Oh that 15 minutes of peace was so nice but oh boy…what is she up to.
I got outside and found this….
No Rosie…only a collar.
Well darn. This was going to be interesting. So I looked around didn’t see her. I called her name twice and miracle or miracles, she ran right to me. AH…she didn’t do the zoomies around me and dodge to the right or left. She actually came right to me. I was thrilled and so-so happy.
Then as I was going into the house…I caught an eye of this…
UGH. She dug up the landscaping Craig and I did last year. Oh Rosie.
Well as frustrated as I was about that, I had to reward her for coming to me when I called. That is such a huge accomplishment for a pup. She could have done zommies for an hour but she came right to me. That was reward worthy even if she did tear up the landscape.
So…I gave her a dental bone. She loves them and thinks they are the biggest treat ever.
So what does she do?? She carries it around the house strutting everywhere. She doesn’t eat it. She just struts and struts. Then pretty soon she started whining. She dug in her dog bed. She dug on the carpet. Rosie was trying and trying to find somewhere to hide her dental bone. Oh my word.
She went upstairs and then down whining the whole time…then upstairs and downstairs again. No joking, the whining and looking for a place to “bury” her dental bone went on for about 15 minutes. That dog was totally sabotaging my plans to write a couple blog posts. Oh my.
I decided to go and “help” her “hide” the dental bone. So I got her to give me the bone and got a childcare blanket out. I put the dental bone under the blanket and Rosie was just fine.
I had found an appropriate place to hide her dental bone. Oh my word.
The whining completely stopped. I went back to the computer and got this blog post written. During that time, she went back to ringing the bells to go outside. I counted and as I’m writing, she’s been in and out four more times. It’s a wonder I get anything done.
Rosie is worse than a kid at times. She takes so much of my time. I’m thankful to have her but some days she makes me really wonder what I got myself into.
I told you that she gets called Rosebud and awful lot. When she’s naughty Karl has gotten to call her Rosebutt. Today a bit of the butt came through….oh that dog…gotta love her as there’s nothing else we can do.
Hopefully there won’t be tons more of “Adventures with Rosie” blog entries but if she’s anything like she’s been so far, we’re in for many more.