So Wednesday, Joe and I picked up his new dog, Mary. For those of you that don't know, Joe has wanted a dog for a while now. I managed to convince him away from any creature that was big enough to eat me or my horses. In doing so, I convinced him to get a dog with a blindness problem.
Mary is about 10 months old. She's mostly Briad (a French herding breed) with some Beagle thrown in to make her smaller. She weighs about 40 pounds but is on the skinny side. (Apparently LabDiet 5006 doesn't pack the pounds on.) She is has congenital retinal dystropy which makes her see poorly in the dark. She's black with tan underneath and somewhat gross double dewclaws on the back feet. They'll get removed it she starts hanging them up on things.
So things have been going well enough with her. Riley doesn't particularly care for Mary. There has been a lot of snarling and growling but I really think that they'll get used to each other esp. as Mary grows out of her puppy phase. Riley's upset face is more because Mary won't get out of hers. Roosevelt is somewhat indifferent, though doesn't appriciate the half hearted chasing attmepts. (Mary's never seen cats.) He too will grow to be okay with the situation.
Mayr doesn't quite get the pottying outside and has had several accidents. She tends to bark when left alone in her crate, but in general doesn't mind being in it. She likes to play with toys but trips over them constantly. Mary walks on a leash okay but is constantly swerving, wheving and bumping into your legs. Mary runs into the furniture alot more than we thought she would.
She went into school today for a ophthomology lab and all of the ophthomologists thought her eye problems were cool. She was a pretty good dog and any of her misbehavior can be chalked up to still being a puppy. Roosevelt went to school for the same thing today too. He behaved much better than you should ever expect a cat to behave but he did try to make a break for it in the parking lot when the door of the cat carrier came undone.
Anyway, Mary's been to the dog park twice. She enjoys romping around with other dogs but doesn't care for it when its too rough or too fast. If she doesn't start it somewhat, I think she has problems realizing what's going on. She doesn't like the transition from grass to gravel but still has managed to fall into the lake twice. Transitions from light to dark are also a major problem. Such as getting in and out of the car. When we first brought her home, she jumped from the Jeep but her poor depth perception cause her to fall and bite her tounge. Anyway, she seems to be a good dog.
I had cake decorating class on Wednesday night. I made and decorated a cow shaped cake in it. I took it too school the next day and it was devorored in a matter of miniutes. Everyone was fairly impressed.
Thursday, I did surgery in a sheep. We opened it up, found the rumen, cut a hole in the rumen and then sewed everything back up. I had a good time but if the sheep was destined to live, it was still destined to die (unless it got a huge dose of penicillin) because I contaminated the abdominal cavity with stomach contents. A huge no-no.
So Dog Jog is going about as crappy as ever. Its only three weeks away. No posters have been made, no announcement have been made, no t-shirts have been ordered, no donations have been looked for. No nothing. I'm still waiting on approval from campus and the city for actually holding the event. Its a problem. I dropped the form off in one office Tuesday and it still wasn't done today. I'm so frustrated because I can't really do anything else until its approved. Basically, if we're still in the same spot on Wednesday next week, the whole thing is getting called off, which will severly hurt the humane society. Esp. since they are excited about the donation that we are/were going to make. ERRRR!
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]
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