A day in which I managed to accidentally bug-bomb my living room. Throwing a duvet cover over an airer caught a couple of things on the table behind. This resulted in a violent hissing noise. Throwing the airer to one side, I could see that…
Tag: katie
When Katie first arrived last year, I bought her a crate to sleep in. Being an ex-show dog, she was used to a crate, and I decided to keep up the practice. The crate I bought turned out to be a minor disaster. It is…
I have been in Lockdown since two weeks before Lockdown formally started. This is because I had a very bad cold. I thought it was a cold, but from the information available, how could I be sure. I cancelled several things I’d arranged, including a couple of gaming sessions and a day out. Some friends laughed about “Chris is going into Lockdown”. And then we all did.
My pair of ancient sofas came with a stool – actually more a large padded bench, big enough for at least 2 backsides. It usually lives in the middle of the room as a footrest and place to put a tray of tea things. Then…
On Monday, I had a dog door fitted. Katie seems not to have experienced one before, and wouldn’t go near it. Then I found that if I wedged it open, she would happily go through. I figured that I’d let her get used to an…
I crate Katie at night. Unlike some, I don’t think it is particularly cruel. She seems happy enough when put to bed, and doesn’t seem at all anxious when I let her out in the morning. She can be destructive when left alone and as…
I’m a bit disappointing in myself. I’d previously been using my Oculus Go almost every day, but that was before Katie arrived. Then I buy this expensive new toy, the Quest, and it has been out of the box about 4 times in 3 months.
I’m a bit of a worrier. So whenever I used to foster a dog, knowing that chocolate is toxic to dogs, I more or less didn’t buy chocolate for the entire time of the foster.
I know that this is over the top, but worrying about dropping a chocolate having the dog gobble it up, or otherwise letting the dog consume it, it was easier to simply not have it around.
As of today, Katie is on her third crate.
That isn’t because she is destroying them, more poor choices on my part.
Earlier today, while I was working: “Chris, Chris, Chris…” “Chris, Chris, Chris…” “Katie, I’m in the middle of something.” “Chris, Chris, Chris… gotta go, really gotta go.” I log off and get up, to take her downstairs. Halfway down the hall, I almost trip over…