Thursday, January 26, 2012

The Terrible Two's...

Apparently dogs go through this stage as well as humans and my Freckle Farm is no exception. He's been EXTRA naughty lately. He's trying to get my attention but going about it in a very negative way. He peed on our bed the other day (total access to his yard/bathroom), he opened my cabinet and stole a bar of soap which he tried to eat, a package of herbs-chomp, chomp, chomp. Let's see, oh there's the TiVo remote-R.I.P. little guy you are sorely missed. Not to mention all of his bad habits since we got him: pulling on the leash when we walk, pray driven behavior, Saint Bernards are kind and helpful-they bring hot cocoa to stranded skiers, they don't hunt down designer dogs (no matter how much they deserve it;) not his fault, learned behavior from previous owner. Um, let's see, plays too rough with the kids, attacks feet (??), he's a bull in a china shop when he comes in the house, doesn't listen. I could go on and on here. The point is that I'm fed up (cleanse??) so next month he will be going to doggy sleep away camp at The Barkley Pet Hotel and Day Spa, where he'll be spending a week with Vindy and her staff who are from what I've heard animal trainer extraordinaires. I've been promised that I'll have a new doggy by the end of the week. This is another answer to my prayers. I've been asking God to help me with George and I've known this is the right way, but I've hemmed and hawed because it's $1,295.00 for the week. Then I remembered to put the expense on my thank you God for paying our debts list and sure enough I felt confident enough to make a reservation for him the second week of February when our dogs will be staying there for two nights anyway and getting groomed as well, this will cut the costs down because we're already paying for his room for two nights and he gets a complimentary groom with the training-boom, done!! God is always extending His hand to me, giving me what I ask, but until the moment I decide YES, I'll take you up on that, nothing gets moving. It takes me getting "fed up" for things to get into motion. Disatisfaction is actually a good thing as long as it doesn't go too long and turn into hopelessness (I've been there before, and boy, I hope never to return). This method of co-creating with God benefits more than just ourselves. Now, I'm not one of those people who would just give up and give my dog away, I would suffer if I didn't know what to do. But now that I have the tools to manifest I am using it to make his life better as well. He will be a much happier dog being able to participate in our lives, instead of having to be holed up in our bedroom. It's not just his quality of life either, my other two rescues receive the best care that I can give them. My older doggy who is nearly 120 is on heart meds for the rest of his life, they all eat a high quality dog food, working on getting George off the Costco kibble-he was anorexic when we got him and that food saved his life as it was the only thing he would eat on a regular basis including human food. Now, they are eating a high quality canned food in the morning and I hope to transition them to a high quality dry food in the evening, they all take vitamins, joint meds, Trifexis once a month for cooties and worms, they all have regular check ups, immunizations and grooming appointments. All because I put them on that list. There was a time when I could barely feed my one kid and now look at me.

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