Oh the adorable . . .
WELL SORT OF. NOW THE LITTLE PERISHER IS CONSTIPATED. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH. So I’ve been taking her outdoors and running her around, and she Assumes the Position and then . . . nothing happens. ARRRRRRRRRGH. So just now we were having a magnificent battle over a an ex-ball of twine*, and she stopped suddenly, and with that seamless meld of one activity into another that puppies do so well, crapped on the FLOOR. OKAY MR RUIN-YOUR-PUPPY KNOW-ALL DOG-TRAINER CREEP, WHAT’S YOUR MAGIC FORMULA FOR RECOVERING FROM DIARRHOEA VIA CONSTIPATION? OH, NO, WAIT, IF I WERE A GOOD PUPPY OWNER SHE WOULDN’T (A) HAVE GOT DIARRHOEA AND THEREFORE (B) BOOMERANG CONSTIPATION WOULD NOT BE AN ISSUE. OR, AS YOU MIGHT SAY, A NON ISSUE. Meanwhile, there is no doubt that our house-training has taken a gigantic leap backwards, but, you know, somehow I think we’ll all recover. Just not on schedule.
Meanwhile. I promised you a photo blog tonight.**
I guess we’re going to keep her.
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* Kittens and yarn? Let me tell you about puppies and twine.
** Not that I can be trusted about these things. You are warned.
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