Fox and Broom

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With a little help from Wanda.

On Wednesday, I started my “dog therapy” with Sol. He was not pleased with it at first. I told him a week ahead so he would not be surprised that we were going to start walking dogs at the local animal shelter. I bought him a super fancy leash (retractable) in his favorite color, red. Then we get to the shelter on Wednesday (9/21).

When we get there, I asked him if he would like to try to walk a dog. “Yes.” So we went into the puppy room. He chose a chihuahua puppy. She was super cute, super cuddly, and super small. Sol was fine until she jumped on him. It was pretty much all over for him at that point. I went into the bigger dog room and took a look around. Almost all the dogs were jumping and barking. They were very friendly, but a bit too exuberant. Near the end of the room, I came across a sweet girl named “Wanda.” She was at the front of the kennel and not jumping. She was also not barking. She was about 3 years old and a border collie mix. She seemed friendly enough and didn’t even bat an eye when Sam tried to push her away from me. She just licked him. I was hooked.

I had Sol walk behind me and kept Wanda on a pretty short leash. Not that she needed me to. She stayed right by my side. She seemed to know Sol was scared and stayed away from him. There were a few times when other dog walkers passed us and I had Sol stand to one side of the path and turn his back. He never came close to Wanda, but he did ask if we could bring her home. Honestly, I would have in a heartbeat. If we owned our own house. We are renting our current place and can not have dogs inside.

In any case, I will be taking Sol every Wednesday for a dog walk and I think I will be heading to the shelter at least one other time every week to run with a dog. Some of those poor pups really need a good running.

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Rah Rah Sisk Boom Bah!

Ever have one of those days when you can’t seem to get something silly out of your head? I have cheerleaders in my head right now. I don’t know why.

On to other things. I’ve been doing better with my exercising this week. I forgot to post about it with the trauma of the dog incident. I’ve only run once, so far (on Monday), I did cardio and some weights on Wednesday. I am going to go running again tomorrow morning. I’m actually looking forward to it. I thought I did terrible the other day, but according to MapMyRun, I ran 1.8 miles. Not too shabby for having taken too long of a break. I don’t even have anything near a good excuse for a break. It just happened. I feel good about what I have done so far this week. I will probably do more next week if Nana B. can watch Sammi for me. I can’t seem to get many classes in at the gym. He starts crying and nothing the daycare ladies do will console him. Actually, I would be happy to get in just 30 minutes of cardio and weights.

With school starting up, new gym class schedules, and Sammi’s therapy on hold (insurance pending crap), I have revised my workout schedule. Here is a tentative list of my Fall exercises:

Sunday: Swimming
Monday: Run
Tuesday: 9:20 BodyVive class
Wednesday: Cardio + Weights
Thursday: Run + 10:30 Yoga class
Friday: 9:20 BodyPump class
Saturday: Run

I am taking it easy on the classes. I am such a wimp right now. Once I get in better shape, I will add in BodyCombat and maybe I will even brave my sister-in-law’s BodyStep class. BodyStep scares me more than any other class. Zumba comes in close, but at least I will not fall off of a step in Zumba. In fact, in October, I may start to take the Beginner Zumba class at 10:25 and take Power Yoga at 10:30 on Fridays (Power Yoga starts in October). Depending on how wimpy I still am, I may be switching my schedule up at that time, or I may just keep the BodyPump class on Friday and do the Power Yoga afterwards. We shall see.

To thank my neighbors for helping out with the dreaded dog incident mentioned above, I baked my famous Druid Bread as a “Thank You.” It went over very well.

Some people don’t deserve to be pet owners.

I am still pretty angry, so this may be a post I might regret later. I think I should get all of this out, now, before I march over to some stranger’s house and vomit-rant all over him/her. My oldest was walking home from the school bus stop when 2 smallish dogs attacked him. They jumped on him hard enough to knock him down and that is where he got most of his injuries. I am pretty pissed. He was already skittish around dogs and I have tried to get him used to them since I would like to get a dog or two sometime in the future. This incident has put us so far back that I am not sure he will ever get used to the idea of a pet puppy.

I took pictures before I bandaged him up, spoke to an officer, and spoke to animal control. Pretty much the only thing they could do was to issue a ticket and look into the possibility of confiscating the dogs. If the dogs were bigger, it would be criminal charges. I still don’t think the owners deserve dogs. Small dogs can fierce. Two small dogs can be scary together.

I am thankful I have such good neighbors. My next door neighbor saw what was happening and beat the dogs off with a big stick. Another neighbor walked him home.

 

 

 

There were a few other pictures, but these really showed what happened. The top two were the worst. The second owie actually made me wonder if he had been bitten – there was a scrape that was deeper in the middle of that mess, but I was assured that it was just a scrape, not a bite.

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