Tuesday, July 22, 2014

I'm Still Here

Last time I talked to you I had just left Luke for what was suppose to be a month until Nick and I found a new place. But Luke had other ideas. He decided after about two weeks that he had had enough and it was time to come home. Nick had left that Saturday with his family to go to Florida, including his Aunt who we had left Luke with. So after she left he started being a brat and by that Wednesday night I was told it was time to take the drive up to Chicago to get him. So Thursday morning I woke up early and drove 8 hours there and back to bring the little brat home with me. To say he was happy to see me is an understatement. He did the little cry that dogs do when they are excited to see someone and even though I was frustrated that I had to go up and get him, it made my heart melt with how happy he was to see me.

He hadn't been eating well while he was up there and when I got him home he was doing the same thing. He would barely eat and his poop was awful. I'll spare you the lovely details of all that, but it was the worst I've ever seen it. The next morning we got back in the car and drove to meet Nick and his family a little over an hour away. When we got home we tried to feed Luke and he still wasn't having any of it. So for the first few days after he was home, this is how we fed him. He is such a spoiled brat.
Monday we found out that our new place was hopefully going to be move in ready by Friday, which was a super nice relief because we were once again hiding Luke at our old place. He has started eating like his normal self, and drinking like his normal self as well. Which means spilling food everywhere and putting water into his mouth and just letting it drip all over the place. When we got the okay on Friday that we could move into our new apartment we were so excited. So Luke got to go spend Saturday at Grandma and Grandpa's while Nick and I moved our entire place by ourselves. We rented a two bedroom house U-haul and couldn't even fit our two bedroom apartment into it. But we did a pretty good job of getting almost everything packed away in it. I couldn't even walk the next day I was so worn out and sore from moving everything.
Luke had to get every toy out at Grandma and Grandpa's but because Grandpa had taken him to the lake that day he was too tired to play with any of them. When Luke finally made it to our new apartment he had no idea what was going on. All of his stuff and all of our smells were in the new place but it wasn't his old home. He inspected everything, at least three times each, and finally decided that he approved of the new place. It's all hardwood floors so he's having a difficult time adjusting to running and trying to stop but it makes for a hilarious time for me.
We just have a few things left at our old place and I still have to clean it all, but we are pretty much all settled into the new apartment. The best part is that Luke is allowed there. Coming in a close second is the fact that this place is brand new, with all new appliances and a washer and dryer. I think I've already done like 10 loads since we moved in on Saturday. I can't wait to start decorating it. I had to pick out a shower curtain because our last place had a door for the shower and picking that out was one of the hardest decisions I've ever made. But it made me want to totally decorate the bathroom and every room in the apartment. Hopefully I can actually do that and post pictures instead of saying I'll do it and never doing it so never having any pictures to post on here. Hashtag fail.

So that is where we are at on the home front. We have a new place. No Internet or TV. But we have a place that Luke is allowed to be. Seriously, he is so spoiled. We just totally up and moved into a new place just for him. I hope he appreciates it. :).
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Tuesday, July 1, 2014

This Really Sucks

Last week Luke got out of the house and started barking at two men walking down the street. His bark does seem pretty mean, so I understand if these two grown men were afraid. But Nick quickly ran after him and apologized to the two men and they went on their way. We thought nothing of it except that we really needed to start getting Luke into training classes so he doesn't do that anymore. But on Wednesday we got a phone call from our landlord that someone had called and complained that we had a pit bull on our property. Obviously it was these two men because no one else has ever said anything. Because of this the landlord told us he had to be gone that day. No 24 hour thing, no one week thing, nothing. It had to be that day. Thankfully we were going up to Nick's parents that next day so we just decided to leave a day early. But we couldn't bring Luke back with us unless we found another place to live so we started searching. 
We haven't found anything permanent yet except for a small place in my hometown which is about 40 minutes from where we both work and where I go to school. So that would be super inconvenient but it would work if it meant we could have Luke with us. I have called 10 different places that allow big breeds around our area but the discriminate against certain breeds and because Luke resembles a pit bull, no one will allow us to have him. We have found a place that we are going to look at tonight that allows big dogs like him so hopefully this works out. 

In the meantime we had to leave Luke up north with Nick's aunt. It is probably one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. He is my baby. He's like my child. And you all know how much of a crazy dog mom I am. And he has the worst separation anxiety of any dog I've ever met. So that made it so much harder. 
So from Wednesday night until Monday morning we soaked up all the time we could with him. He had no idea what was going on, obviously, so he was probably just enjoying all of this extra attention he was getting. Not that we don't give him an ungodly amount of attention already, but this time it was different. If he did something bad I would just simply tell him no, instead of saying it in a stern voice. If he wanted to cuddle and I was working on my laptop, I would move my laptop so he could have all the room he wanted on me instead of telling him no, I'll cuddle later. He got some extra treats though out the weekend, and he got to run a lot more because we were at Nick's mom's who has a fenced in yard. 
Driving to Nick's aunts house with him was so hard. He was so excited, just like every other time, to be in the car and to be able to stick his head out the window. Again, he had no idea what was going on. When we got to her house he was so excited to be able to run around. She has so much land and another dog who loves to play despite being 11, so Luke was in heaven. But when it came time for Nick and I to leave he wasn't in heaven anymore. He tried getting out with us and when I ran back to put his leash with his food I could hear him scratching at the door and just whining. It broke my heart. We both cried on the way home and last night when we went to sleep. Luke is usually always right there in between us cuddled up when it is time to go to bed. So it really sucked last night. I want to constantly be in contact with Nick's aunt asking how he's doing but I know that would be insane so I'll just keep to about 10 text messages a day. Kidding, kind of.
Hopefully we are able to find a place soon because I don't know how much longer I can take being away from him and it's only been a little over 24 hours. I never knew it would be this hard to leave him but I grew attached to him the second we brought him home and he's been attached to my side ever since then. Giving him away wasn't an option we even wanted to think about so we are doing whatever we can in order to get him back as soon as possible.
You may all think I'm a crazy dog mom, and I will totally agree with you. But Luke is like our child and we love him with everything we have. We would do anything for him and even though he doesn't realize what's going on, I hope he knows how much we love him. And I hope he calms down and just enjoys this little vacation he's going on.
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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

So Much Softball

I feel like this past weekend was the first weekend where it was really way super hot. Obviously, since it was the first day of summer. And also obviously, because Nick had a softball tournament on Saturday. None of his tournaments have ever had decent weather. It's always either super cold, raining, or really hot. Oh, or snowing and icy because that's perfect softball playing weather.

So Thursday I went to my youngest sister's volleyball games where I watched them actually win. No offense to them, but I'm just use to watching them lose all of the time. So this was a nice surprise. And Amy is doing really well. She better be anyways, because she is a senior and needs to be a leader for that team just like I was, while I sat on the bench and kept stats. P.s. I lettered in almost every sport offered by my school like wrestling, softball, volleyball, and girls basketball. And all I had to do was sit and keep stats. I feel like that's the way to do it.

Then Friday, Nick was suppose to have two games at 8:30 and 9:30. So when the weather said it might rain, I secretly was hoping for that. Not that I don't enjoy watching him play, because I do, I just wanted to have a night at home. Which is what we got because the second we pulled up to the field, they canceled the rest of the nights games due to the field being extremely flooded from the little storm that came through. So we stopped at Bobby's and I got another volcano because ice cream, duh and then we went to Kohls because for some reason I just discovered the clearance section of every single section other than the clothes and shoes and now I'm obsessed. Even though I haven't bought anything. And then we went home and just relaxed because that next morning we had to be up at 6:30 in order to make it to his first game for the tournament. 
I just relaxed with some dirty puppy paws because giving this maniac a bath has become a serious chore that I hate doing.

Saturday turned into a super long day. They won their first two games and then lost their third, which put them into the losers bracket. So they had to fight their way back and ended up playing 7 games and made it to the championship. However, once the fifth inning of the first championship game rolled around, they had to call it because a major storm began to roll in. Since they were winning after five innings, they just called that game done which meant that both teams had lost only one game the entire day. So in order to decide who actually won the entire thing, they did a coin flip. Yeah, I know. But it's alright because Suit Up won the coin flip which means they won the entire thing. So it was worth sitting outside in the extreme heat from 8 in the morning until 8 at night. And I shouldn't be complaining because all I did was sit and watch. Nick and Suit Up actually had to play in it. I would have died after the first game. 
After sitting outside all day, I did not feel like going out so I just went home while Nick and our friends went out to eat. Which was fine with me because I just wanted to go home and snuggle with Luke. He had other ideas though because a bug got into the house so that entertained him for at least an hour.
Sunday was spent at work and then at my parents. That morning required coffee, water, and gummy bears/worms because since Luke was home by himself for over 12 hours he was not ready for bed. Which meant him and I got to wake up at 2:30 and stay up until like 4 and then we slept on the couch. Which was so comfortable with a 65 pound dog pushing his way in between you and the couch so he can get comfortable.
It was a long weekend. But I hate Mondays and Tuesdays and Wednesdays, so I would gladly go back to Friday and start all over.
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