Saturday, October 12, 2013

Ooooh, I Got A Dog Named Jagger

It's been awhile so excuse me as I slowly dip my toe once again into the blogging waters.  I've been going 15 rounds in my head with creative direction. It's the same ole same thing. Readers think I should write about this or that.  I asked for ideas on Facebook and got a few.  But it kept coming down to me having absolutely no motivation.  I would rather play around with fantasy football then type something that I deemed mediocre.  Wow.  This has started off negative.  Enough of my internal conflict.  Let's move on.

So, about 6 weeks ago we decided that it was time that we expanded our family.  We adopted a Dachshund and Yorkie mix, aka a "Dorkie".  After a few days of debate, the name Jagger was decided by majority vote.  Jagger was 6 weeks old when we got him.  Of course, we had to go to Petco and pick out a cage, type of food, and dog treats and to Walmart for shampoo and toys.  The price tag on this "free" dog has sky-rocketed.  We managed to get everything home and surprise the kids with new family member.  It has been a bit of an adjustment.  He originally found comfort by me.  He would sit with the others but would always comeback to me.  Now, it seems that Gretchen has become his favorite.  I'm fine with that.  Now the kids didn't realize that puppies need to go outside quite often.  I have never house broken a dog before and it has been harder than I expected.  We are getting close.  He gets near the door when it's time.  The other morning he squatted and I ran over and scooped him up to get him outside.  As I reached for the door, I slid.  There was a sudden warmth on the bottom of my bare foot.  I stopped to look.  Yup,  I guess his little sphincter couldn't hold it in another 5 seconds.  So, there I am with dog crap stuck to my foot.  This is not the way to start a Monday. Six weeks into the deal and it's funny that I can't remember what not having a dog was like.  He has become a member of the family.  Some people have the idea that I hate animals.  What they don't get, is that I don't hate animals.  I hate the fact that people treat animals better than people.

Anyway, we are quite happy with our little Dorkie and I think he's pretty happy with us.


  1. Why would you get another dorkie in your family? You already fill the dork shoes!

  2. He's adorable! We have a Blue Heeler mutt. He was also "free" and has gotten quit a bit bigger than we guessed so his father must have been BIG. We love him he is a smart, sweet dog. He has been with us since early June and was born April 8th. He has shown that he is a protective guy. I thought he was going to attack a stranger walking up our drive lol. He went from a fun loving sweet 4 month old pup to a growling, snarling, hair raised, crazy dog. I told the man he should leave because I have never seen this side of the dog before. He left and has not returned. I think he was a salesman. Anyway Scout is a part of our family too. :)
    -K. Ellis

    1. Dogs are great for the family but are not never free. Congrats on your addition.