Welcome to SUMMER!! Nothing like slamming you in the kisser right off the bat. The past two days have been absolutely treacherous for kids and geriatric patients...Not so fun for animals either. Bella is irritable and moody again. I thought the first Heat for her was a miserable experience. This mini heatwave is making her a monster! She goes outside and is instantly panting and whining to come in. This dog never stays out for more than 10 minutes anyway and getting her to step off the porch to pee right now is a chore.
She has taken over the living room. First of all, there is plenty of room on the couch for 10 people if you squeeze in nice and snug. On a normal day, Brianna, Sean, Bella, Matthew and Myself fit just fine; oops forgot the cat perched on the back of the couch atop my head. OK - fast forward to the past two days. Bella has decided she is not going to share the couch with anyone. Reason being obvious to the average observer. The ceiling fans are centered one above the couch and the other in the middle of the living in front of the couch creating a very nice flow of cool air which Bella has decided belongs to her. Mind you, the dog is always allowed on the furniture; she would have it no other way. She also sleeps with me in my bed...that is until yesterday morning. Our ceiling fan is above our bed as well. The nasty, moody overheated dog has made herself at home in all of the perfect cooling spots in the house.
When it came time to get up and go outside to do her business yesterday, she let us know in no uncertain terms that she didn't want to wake up. I had my son try and usher her off the bed since I was having no luck. He was ready to leave for Summer Session at school, and is not always happy about having to assist me with the 110 lb dog who thinks he is a lifesize chewtoy at times. I was being patient with the two of them and I finally said, "Grab her collar and make her follow you!" Bella chose to ignore this order and proceeded in growling at the two of us, standing up on the bed, turning herself around, quite deliberately adding insult to injury by whacking me with her tail as she did so and flopped back down on the bed thinking she'd won the battle. "Well guess what honey! You are not the Queen Bitch in this house!! Now it is WAR!" I proceeded to remove the dog forcibly from the bed as my son ran down the stairs thinking CUJO was on his heels.
Now anyone who follows this blog knows how deeply devoted and in mommy love with this four legged creature I am. However, growling at my firstborn and me because you are too comfortable to get your bony ass up and go pee is not gonna fly in this household. She got the message, headed down the stairs and out the door to do her business. She complied and thought it was going to be business as usual. Step two after going out in the morning is waiting in the kitchen for her breathe saver bone (that is for my sake) and her treat. I then add ice cubes to her fresh water and fill her food bowl. She also has toast with us when I make breakfast for Brie and myself. NOT TODAY DOGGIE DEVILLE!!!
Since she decided to be disobedient, she is sleeping downstairs for the remainder of the week; grounded until Sunday. I guess she is smarter than I give her credit for because she's making herself quite cozy in her new sleeping quarters and getting back at us in her own devious manner. She has made it impossible to sit with her on the couch. If I sit on the left, she pushes herself against me til I'm squished in the corner, if I sit to the right, same thing. If we dare sit in the middle or get too close to her she lays right across you with her elbows in your belly or thighs and drools all over you!! I swear this drooling thing is to aggravate the recipient of the dog slobber. She is very good about wiping her mouth on the towel near her bowl when she takes a drink (I trained her to do so) and the last two days, she's been neglecting this hygeinic practice. She is flapping those big jowls right in front of you so if you turn your head, you get hair full of slobber, if you don't...well that is worse! YUK YUK YUK If I wanted a St. Bernard I would have got one!!
I'm not so sure grounding the dog is paying off as I hoped it would; teach her a lesson. She is acting like a petulant child who lost their favorite toy. We have Central Air so there is no need for her to hog the ceiling fans, but she is being really belligerent about it. Even the Cat is feeling her wrath. Poor Suzie lies on the kitchen floor near the floor vent and right underneath the ceiling fan all of the time. That dog went over two or three times today while the poor cat was snoozing and stepped right on her belly!! What a monster she is. The poor cat got smooshed once and I had to make Bella remove her foot. The other two times I yelled at her and she removed the invasive paw. I'm really hoping this terrible heat dies down so I can stick the dog outside and we can have some peace or get to sit on the couch! I can't wait until Matthew gets home this weekend. Then again, she is always behaved around him and I get blamed for spoiling her too much. Me??? NEVER...You just cannot stay mad for long at the beautiful big blue eyed dog...
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