Hello and Goodbye

So, we got a dog. And then we took him back to the shelter a month later.  Before you judge, hear me out.

We’ve been looking to get a new dog for a few years now.  We had to put our Rottweiler/Lab mix down a few months after Nolan was born.  He was an awesome dog.  Loved to fetch. Not a big cuddler, but he was 90 lbs, so that’s fine. 🙂

We’ve been going to shelters off and on for that entire time.  Our little dog, Goliath, was a mess between our attention shifting to Nolan and losing Rusty.  He started peeing in the house (only on the carpet downstairs of course) and crating him didn’t help because it was spiteful.  He’d come in from outside and go pee downstairs (never caught the little f*!&er in the act, though).  We knew he needed company, but it had to be the “right” dog.

Finally…finally, we were in the SPCA one day and came across Kano, a pit bull (mix, supposedly).   His eyes just drew me in.  They were a beautiful gold color.

We thought about it for a week and took Nolan and Goliath for the required meet and greets.  Kano was super chill and mostly ignored both of them.  We went to the pet store to get everything we needed and then went and picked him up the next day.

FB_IMG_1451401068544We were definitely a little nervous about getting a pit bull so we followed all the instructions about keeping a leash on him for a few days and not letting the dogs eat together, etc., etc.  Kano LOVED snuggles and cuddling on the couch.  He was calm and hardly ever barked.

20151115_12034620151115_145546  20151116_20265020151117_20253920151117_202514After a couple of weeks we loosened the reins a bit. Another week or so after that Kano snapped at Goliath because Goliath was eating out of his bowl.  We tried to keep them separated during meal times again after that, but there were certainly times I was distracted and it didn’t happen.  All was well for another two or three weeks and then it happened again. Kano stopped without my interference (I wasn’t about to get in the middle) and Goliath acted like nothing had happened.  They were still playing together.

A day or two later I felt a scab on Goliath and found a puncture wound, quite deep on his shoulder and a couple of other scratches.  Of course, we had to assume it either happened when that incident occurred or when we were gone.  Oddly, Goliath never acted afraid of Kano or seemed hurt in any way unless you touched the wounds.

We had tried crating Kano, but he busted out within a minute so that wasn’t an option.  Our doors have those long, horizontal handles and he’d learned to open them so no keeping him in a room.

We felt like we really didn’t have a choice except to take him back to the shelter.  It was really a painful decision and brings tears to my eyes just to think about it.  In a home without other animals he was literally a perfect pet.  Didn’t shed much, super cuddly, loved car rides, didn’t bark much, etc.  His favorite place to sleep was Nolan’s bed, which is what we’d dreamed of in a new dog.  But, we just weren’t comfortable having him in the house any more.

It really hurts my heart because we’d all become attached to him.  Nolan is at an age where he’s not going to forget Kano quickly.  And Kano wasn’t/isn’t a bad dog.

I keep feeling guilty that I didn’t do more.  Maybe we should have tried a little longer.  I certainly shouldn’t have gotten lax about isolating them when eating.  But, while I truly don’t think Kano would have ever hurt Nolan, Nolan is at an age where he does the exact opposite of what we ask him to do and I can totally see him messing with Kano while he’s eating just because I said not to and I can’t guarantee I won’t get distracted and if something happened…I just couldn’t handle it.

The whole thing just sucks.  The SPCA does food aggression tests and Kano passed.  That was the frustrating part.  He didn’t get upset every time.  Maybe it was when he was extra hungry, maybe he was in a bad mood…who knows?  We don’t even know it happened then, either, because Goliath certainly didn’t act like a dog that got bit.

Shit, we don’t even know 100% that Kano did it.  We’ve had a bald eagle (yes, a bald eagle)  in the back yard, lately, and Goliath is only 9 lbs. so he’s basically a squirrel to an eagle.  Of course, Josh came up with a wild theory after the fact that the eagle tried to take Goliath and Kano saved him.  It’s more than a little out there and we definitely had to operate off the most likely scenario, but it did put a little doubt in our heads.

We aren’t those people who think pets are disposable.  I promise you, Goliath’s non-stop barking, peeing on the carpet, jerkface little butt would be gone.  I actually joked that we should take Goliath to the shelter and keep Kano, but of course we’d never do that.  That’s not how pet ownership works.

If anyone out there has a home without pets and small kids or knows someone who is and is looking for a wonderful, calm pet, then please contact me and I’d love to give you more information.

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20151128_173341He really is a wonderful dog and hurts my heart to know he’s back in the shelter.

Life, Lately

Wow! It’s been so long since I posted, I’m surprised I remembered my password.

The short story is that I started a new position where I simply don’t have time to blog.  While to many it may seem a strange departure to go from a professional job as an instructional designer, a job that requires a Masters degree, to an admin job, I saw it a little differently.

To be clear, it’s in the same company and in the same department.  I felt I needed to get more exposure to the department and the company as a whole. This position, while administrative, is assistant to the Vice President of the department and as I transition in, I take over other duties left by unfilled positions, like the department’s budget and our company’s award program (open to all 30,000 people in the company).

Basically in my old job I knew nothing about anything except my little niche area.  Now I need to know everything about everything.  It’s been a steep learning curve, but so far I’m doing pretty well, I think.  ::knocks on wood::

So there’s the answer to my absence.  But Christmas is almost here and I’m looking forward to some time off.

This morning I was thinking of all the cute things Nolan is saying and doing lately and wanting to capture them on the blog.  Of course, I’ve already forgotten half of them, but here are a few.


 

“When I was in college….”

“When I was a younger man…”

“I was over at the kid’s hospital and my girlfriend fell down and I helped her up and took her to the doctor.”

“I think Dad is going to give me his credit card.”

We went to see the ice show at Christmastown a few weeks ago.  While everyone else is singing along to Christmas carols, Nolan is singing, “We will rock you!” and when it’s over and people cheer, he yells, “Booooo!”

I ask him why his shins are covered in bruises and he dramatically re-enacts how he fell down, thus probably giving himself more bruises.