Happy Moms Day!

I have one of the best moms in the entire world. I would love to blog about her today but I'm not allowed to blog about my parents anymore ((censorship from 2,000 miles away, yes it's possible)) so I'm making this about being a mom instead.


Being a kid mom is the toughest job in the world. Being a dog mom is much easier, but like I've said before I'm still a mom. I would love to one day get a card on this holiday though. I have a few friends who actually received cards from their dogs telling them what great moms they have. Since it's just me and Miss, I wasn't as lucky. I spent the day at work missing my own mom and my own child, the Missaroo. I really hope I'm a good dog mom to her.


Today I actually considered looking into Big Brothers/Big Sisters. We run these promos on KREM 2 all the time because we are sponsoring this year's bowling event. For the first time, ((maybe because it's mother's day)) the promo came on and I could actually hear a clock ticking in my heart. Usually, it only ticks in my head when I see babies, but these were big kids and the clock isn't just getting louder, it's actually on the move! I've also noticed that my love of the Missaroo is starting to become a love of wanting another pet. For a long time I've wanted to add a cat to our family. The feeling hasn't gone away. I get real and rational and realize I can't afford one, but tick tock.

This is probably one of my least thought out posts I've ever written. I'm just kind of rambling a bit. But I guess the bottom line is, to all you kid moms out there today, I was more jealous of you then usual. I love my Missaroo for so many reasons, ((Reason # 147,568 was seeing her tongue hanging out as we walked today)) I wouldn't trade her for the world, but I wish she wasn't the only kid in my world. I wish our family was bigger. Or I wish someone would just bust that darn clock already.

Our Miss-Adventure

Miss and I celebrated our first Best Buds Day by doing what we do best, making the most of what we've got. After our usual long walk, I decided we'd backpack it to who knows where. I loaded down Miss with water and food.....

And then I did the same....

By the time we were almost out the door, I noticed Missy licking her backpack. Turns out her water had leaked, big time....

So her backpack went out on the balcony to dry and I put her bandana on her instead.

She of course had to give it a good shake before leaving.

Then we headed to the soccer fields right here on the Hill. Yep. We drove a couple of blocks. But then we got out and RAN! I never run let alone drop Missaroo's leash, but we were all by ourselves and we did it. I tried to get Miss to play with her ball but she was too into sniffing the ground and chasing after birds. Soon it was time for a snack.

After the walk and running I was pretty pooped. We went for a car ride but Miss just barked the entire time so we headed for home and did what we really do best, sit on the balconey. Then Miss decided to chew on some of the wet treats she found in her backpack.

Gross!

After a long afternoon in the sunshine we took a nap. Best Buds Day complete!

Best Buds Day!

Miss and I are starting a new tradition that should be full of miss-adventures! Every Friday in May is Best Buds Day in our home and since Miss is my best bud guess who I'll be spending the day with!?! I promise to blog about what we did tomorrow, but right now we're just too happy to sit around. It's all about having a positive attitude. Come on, you can do it four days out of the month! I'm challenging you to start a new tradition in the spirit of Best Buds Day too, just make sure you tell us all about it. Enjoy the day!

When You Gotta Go, You Gotta Go

Every morning Missaroo is up with the sun. She has to go to the bathroom. On a good day she goes at about 6:45am and 8:45 am. On a bad day its 4am, 7:45am, and again at 9am. She is super good about waking me up, I moan and complain and try to just rollover on her, but she won't let up. I'm very grateful, because if it's sleepy time and she's wining it really only means one thing, she has to Pee. Right. Now. I rather be woken up then clean up an accident.

I would be a hypocrite if I complained too much about her always having to go to the bathroom, because I am notorious for always having to go to the bathroom. It's plagued me my whole life. I have found the bathroom in every grocery store, K-Mart ((remember those)), and restaurant I've ever been in. When I go somewhere new I often ask the people I'm with things like, "how's the bathroom here, is it clean?" And then I'm surprised when they don't know because they've never used it. What? You don't have to pee all of the time? Hmm....

In fact as I got older, I just stopped drinking or eating before I went anywhere. Solid food or not, it would probably make me pee. Even now, I can't tell you how many times in the last 8 months, I've booked it to the bathroom at work. I drink a lot of water and Pepsi while working on shows or the web and I'll want to finish and hit the save button before I get up. And then it requires a bit of a hustle getting there.

So what brought this up? Last night at my class we didn't get our break. Every grad class I've had we've gotten a 5 to 10 minute break depending on the professor and how much we had to cover. The classes are 3 hours long, so it's nice just to stand up after a while. Last night the professor kind of forgot. By the time he realized it, the snack shop was closed. Being a guy, he didn't think too much of it and said oh the place is already close, I guess we'll just leave 5 minutes early tonight. You should have seen the groan from all of the women in the room. I turned to Tiffany ((the woman who sits next to me, I'm three for three when it comes to sitting next to her)) and was like oh man! And she was like I really have to go to the bathroom.

When class let out, Tiffany and I were the first two out the door. We usually gab about the class as we walk out. But we were on a mission, no talking this time just bookin it to the bathroom. As I was washing my hands, slowly but surely every single woman in my class made her way into the bathroom. I had to laugh a little to myself and I immediately thought of Missy. I knew the first thing I would do ((as always)) when I got home would be to take her out to pee. She's a girl dog after all and when you gotta go, you gotta go.

My Prize Possessions

Ok, so this is another one of those all about the dog mom blogs, but as always you know I'll work the Missaroo into the mix.


There are three things in this world that I own outright. The first is my car. It is bought and paid for and the only thing I could ever use in the real world as collateral. Sure it's a 1997 Toyota Avalon that recently needed about a thousand dollars worth of work, but it's a great car. I've never had any major problems with it, and considering its 13 years old, a thousand dollars a year on it isn't all that bad. Without it, I wouldn't have made the two thousand mile trek to Washington. I loaded everything I owned in it and drove that baby straight across the country. If I hadn't owned it outright, I wouldn't have been able to get my first apartment either. Like I said, collateral. Sure, I'm always thinking about getting a new one, but that probably won't be affordable as long as I'm still in my 20's. You wouldn't know it from looking at it, but my car means a lot to me.

The second is my education. It is the one thing no one can ever take away from me. My college graduation was the most important day of my life. The only thing that could top that would be my wedding day and since we all know I'm pretty sure that day might never come, graduation still holds up as the best day of my life. In fact, someone I once considered to be my best friend made excuses as to why he couldn't come to Macomb that weekend even though I had a ride planned to and from for him. Needless to say, we no longer speak. I am currently working toward my Master's Degree. That graduation will be equally as important and I might cherish that degree even more than my undergrad work, but my days at Western Illinois and all that I accomplished there can never be outdone.

The third of course is the Missaroo. She is the love of my life, my kid, my best bud, and always the only thing I come home to. I don't have anyone in the state of Washington I really consider a friend. My one Washington state friend moved to Texas recently and before that we hadn't really hung out in a long time because we lived on opposite ends of the state. I have people at work I've hung out with a few times. One producer, Kristen, is probably the closest to a friend. I think she's a super person but we don't get to hang out too much because of our schedules. I have wonderful family in the Tri-Cities, but family is not the same as a friend. So I have Missy. And I own her outright too. I have the paperwork that shows she belongs to me, she's my dog. She is also my most prized possession and so much more.

Wet Behind the Ears

Last week Missaroo spent all day Thursday at daycare. She needed the play time after our life adventure on Wednesday. When I went to pick her up she did her usual scramble for me. She gets so excited to see me she just can't move fast enough, plus she has to pee. The gal who brought her out told me, "she must have been playing, her ears are wet." I assumed they were slobbery from another dog and didn't think too much of it. Plus that's the whole point right, playing with other dogs?

So ((for those of you who live in Spokane)) we're stopped at Division and Sprague and I look over at her and her ears aren't wet they're SOAKED. But it's just her ears, not a drop of wetness on her anywhere else. I BLAST LAUGHED! How in the heck are her ears wet like that!?! I took a few pictures at the next few lights we hit on our way up the Hill. Unfortunately those pics are still on my new phone. I can't seem to figure out how to get them off there and onto my computer just yet.

My crazy dog! She was so happy and did seem like she played pretty hard. I would give anything for a doggie daycare cam to see her in action. I bet she's a totally different dog out there then she is on a leash with me. One theory goes she put her head in the water bucket. Probably. I love my Missaroo and her soaking wet ears.

Adopt a Pet Month

Did you know that May is adpot a pet month? I adopted Missy and would never think to get a pet any other way. There are so many animals that need a good home out there. Missy and I encourage you to take the time to look into pet adoption. Maybe you are unsure if a pet is right for you at this time. I know what a big undertaking/responsiblity it is. I live it everyday, but it is so worth it in the end.

When I first considered getting a dog I just went looking to see what was out there. I started by looking the local humane society website. From there I discovered Petfinder and that's where I found my Missaroo. There is also a blog I now follow http://blog.adoptapet.com/ that is also helpful. Recently I came across a dog named Libby in need of help through Spokanimal's Facebook Page. Libby is in need of surgery and a good home. I was about to make a donation when my car and cell phone both went out at the same time. If I can get my bills paid down to a reasonable amount, I'm hoping to give to her cause, even if it's only $20. I would ask anyone who can to try and help Libby out or any other animal this month.

If everyone could help one animal in need during the month of May, we could really make a difference. Please consider it.

"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened."


~ Anatole France