Russ's roost

Russ received a new bed today. It's right on his favorite couch spot. His friend the schnauzer is right next to his bed along with the 'brown shorts'. What are the brown shorts? They belong to hubby and I surmise that they haven't been washed in a few days. They are hubby's working outdoor shorts and in the Florida heat it doesn't take long for perspiration to take hold of any and all clothes.

Russ has a bit of separation anxiety and doesn't like to be left alone even in his brand new soft plushy bed. We are working diligently on this issue. I'm not quite sure that Russ's previous life held a lot of love and responsibility. He is very shy and skittish. He appears to have been treated unfairly at times most likely by humans.

According to Cesar Milan dogs live in the 'here and now' so with Russ we are trying to make his 'now' memorable so he can forget the past. Coming from a shelter with little information about this sweet dog makes one step back and move slowly with his insecurities. He needs to trust us.

Back to the most likely stinky brown shorts. They have hubby's aroma which we are hoping will give Russ a little comfort and feel that his new owner is close by. Baby steps with this little sweetie. So it is that we begin our new adventure and make happy memories for this little pooch.

The Eating Machine

We've moved past the eating of the Easter bread and have turned a corner. What goes on in this dog's mind makes me wonder. Wonder why we keep him.
We have to barricade the sofa every time we leave the house because the sneak likes to nap on the couch even though he has a nice comfy dog bed. And we can always tell from the huge amounts of dog hair he leaves behind on the sofa. Then, there's the bed! We have to shut the bedroom door when we leave or even go outside. His other fun stuff to do is roll around on our bed. I guess he is adding his scent to our love nest. LOL.
Yesterday, he outdid himself when he took the new bar of soap right out of the soap dish and ate 3/4 of the green Irish Spring soap. I hope he poops green. We found the soap remains hidden in the garage to conceal his crime. There is nothing sacred in this house around him.
I watched the Dog Whisperer last night and he solved an owners dog problem. The cute little dog ate stuff including poop. Oh, Cesar - I need your help with this untamed critter.