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Thursday, January 28, 2010  


Fewer Puddles

Things continue to improve. Asha is getting the hang of not weeing in the house - or maybe I'm just not allowing her the opportunity to do so. These days if she's awake she's mostly in with me in the kitchen/dining room rather than confined to the back corridor where her crate is. This means I can keep an eye on her, interact with her, show her affection and all those good things, while still getting on with some of my own stuff (in a limited way; all I've basically managed to do is read a book or clear up in the kitchen!) That said, she did wee on Sue's floor yesterday (tile, fortunately) but I prefer to explain that away with the excitement of being in a different house with a dominating cocker spaniel.

I'm doing a bit more formal training than I was before and she's amazing me with her responsiveness; we're working on 'down', 'stay', 'leave it', and 'fetch' (incorporating 'take it', 'come' and 'give'). Although she's theoretically a bit young to be completing these commands effectively I've found she's an avid learner and is meeting most of my challenges with enthusiasm. It's so great to be doing something constructive with her too, rather than just wandering around the back garden, which loses it's thrill the hundredth time you do it in 4 degree weather!

Miles is at home today. He spent all last night with a dry cough and slept hardly a wink. I got up at 1:30 and 4:45 to give him more medicine, though it didn't do much good. He's also got a nasty graze on his chin where he tripped in the playground yesterday. He was very brave about the whole thing until he caught sight of himself in the bathroom mirror at bedtime, at which point he broke into hysterical floods of tears, obviously scared at the look of his wound. He was in such a sorry state I cancelled our babysitter and let Roj attend the lane AGM on his own which worked out for the best anyway. He wasn't back til after 10, so our tentative plan to go out and grab a light bite to eat afterwards wouldn't have worked. Besides which I got to watch the first 15 minutes of Desperate Housewives before dragging myself off to bed (or not, as it happened, as Roj walked through the door and was catching me up with all the new neighbours he'd met). I'm hoping it'll be repeated on Sunday or something.

At this point I'm wondering what exercise is? And sleep?

lara : 11:00

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