Bath Time and Broken Legs

Bath time. Something Bailey does not like. And only tolerates it because the self serve dog wash has a collar restraint. So I really shouldn't use the word tolerate. More like is forced to take it against his will.

He looks like a big rat when he's soaked. I was going to take a picture, but I thought it was sort of silly to bring your phone into a doggy wash.

He doesn't like bath time at all. But he smells good now (:

Also, I'm not taking him up north with me in July. I was going to, but then I realized my whole trip would be me worried about him. And watching him. And caring for him. And picking up his poop. And I don't even know what I would do with him when it came time to go down the river. What? Get him his own tube? I don't think so!

So he'll just have to stay home. Oh, did I mention that he cries at home if I leave his sight for more than 1 minute? No joke. Cries. Howls. Barks. He does not like having me out of his line of vision. I can hardly even go to the bathroom or take a shower without him getting upset.

So far, I've been taking him to work with me. Only because he and Gizmo are not big fans of one another. Also, he's getting fixed this week and once that happens he's going to have to take it easy. The last thing I want to come home to is my dog bleeding all over everything from where his nutsack used to be because my sassy bitch cat decided to take a run at him.

Gizmo is kind of coming around. But she's a bitch. So we'll just have to see how all of that folds out.

Bailey also got his shots yesterday. Surprisingly, it went a lot better than I planned for it to go. They drew blood from his paw first and then wrapped some gauze around it and he limped and hopped around the exam room like they just got done breaking his leg in half. LOL. It was the cutest thing. He's such a ham!

On a happier note, I'm SO SO SO excited to go see Jamie in July! :) I finally get to meet her and Nate! :) That is a very very exciting thing. I seriously can't wait :D

 Bailey also got a big boy baseball bandana from the vet for being a good puppy :)

Man's Best Friend

I have to say, being a new dog owner is absolutely exhausting. I love my little guy to death, but he just has so many things about him that I need to remember.

1. If he can reach it, and it's small enough, he WILL eat it.
2. Get him fixed. ASAP. I'm going to lose all of my friends because I have a humper.
3. I'm glad he's potty trained. Big time. But I'm not so thrilled at him barking at me to take him outside at 8:00 am on a Sunday. My only day off, and my sleep day.
4. He's a baby. He acts like a baby. He thinks like a baby. He's a baby.
5. My cat hates me.
6. He doesn't like the $50.00 bed I bought him. He much prefers my bed.
7. Good luck getting his harness on.
8. Have fun running after him because he slipped out of his collar. (Refer back to 7.)
9. Oh what's that Bailey? That tree is yours? And that tree? And my Aunt Wendy?
10. Oh hey! You want your dog fixed? That'll be $150.00 please. Also an extra hundred because he needs his shots.
11. They make you clean up your dogs piss in petsmart. All 6 spots of it.
12. They also make you clean up the poop in the middle of isle 3.

So besides the few small setbacks of having a dog, I love my Bailey. He's adorable. He's charming. He's very sweet and loves to cuddle. He's also soft and doesn't shed at all, which I really love. He's just very expensive. And kind of hyper.

I'm getting his balls cut off this week. He needs to relax a bit.

Bailey (:

This is Bailey. Bailey is mine. The end.

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