Showing posts with label Chimi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chimi. Show all posts

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Hannah, Nicki, and a Whole Lot of Frustration

Well, "Cholla" and "Chimi" are now "Hannah and Nicki."

Today was Petco Day and Ashley wanted Cholla to go to Petco. I felt just terrible about it. She has just barely started to feel comfortable here and she gets very nervous if she has to be away from her puppy for any length of time.

In fact, last night I made the mistake of letting her stay out of the cage when I went to sleep, but discovered that she not only had to have the puppy in her immediate vicinity, but me too, so she was torn about whether to stay in the family room with Chimi or go into the living room with me. Instead she just picked a spot midway between the two rooms and barked. "Bark................bark................bark." Letting me know that I needed to be with her. (She does this when Chimi gets stuck somewhere).

I tried sleeping in the recliner, which satisfied Cholla, but I couldn't get comfortable so went back to the living room.

"bark.................bark..................bark."

Finally, I put them both in the cage. She whined a little, but then went to sleep and slept through the night. I just have to resign myself to putting them in the cage each night, which is actually better and will make it easier for a new family, whenever she finds one.

So this afternoon, I put a leash on her. She planted all four feet firmly (or as firmly as you can on Pergo) on the floor and refused to budge. I carried her out to the car and Walt drove. She trembled like she had a fever all the way to Petco. We got out of the car and the feet planted firmly again. I just hated leaving her there, but I did.

When we returned, 3 hours later, she was sitting straight up, behind the chair of the girl who was in the pen with Cholla and the other dogs, and still trembling.

Then one of the volunteers told me that we were going to have to change her name.The people who turned her into the shelter were Mexican and turned her in because they were returning to Mexico. Apparently "Chollo" is not a very polite name in Spanish and in the interest of being politically correct, a name change was recommended. They told me they were going to list her as "Sweetpea," but that I could call her whatever I wanted. I was just as happy anyway. I was never wedded to Cholla.

I am currently reading a book called "Hannah's Dreams" (about a zoo elephant caught up in the controversy over shipping her off to an Elephant Sanctuary vs. keeping her at the zoo) and decided that this dog looked like a "Hannah." With Hannah renamed, I decided to rename the puppy too. I don't really know where "Nicki" came from, but it just seemed to fit.

Neither dog responds to a name and both will come to "here, Puppy," but it's nice to have a name to distinguish one foster set from another!


As I write this, I am EXTREMELY frustrated. I cannot get a full internet connection and I don't know why. Walt can on his computer upstairs. It connects to DCN for e-mail and downloaded two (of 10) e-mails, but then says it has lost connection.

If I try to go onto a web site, it half loads and then just sits there forever until it tells me that it has timed out. It's times like these that I wish I knew how to really troubleshoot. But I don't. All I can do is reboot, or turn the modem off and on again, but none of those things have worked.

I am HOPING that I can get onto the internet using the laptop and piggy-backing wirelessly onto my neighbor's connection. If that won't work, I'll be downtown looking for an all night wi-fi place where I can post this journal entry.

I just HATE it when things like this happen. And of course they always seem to happen late at night in the middle of the weekend, when you can't really reach people until Monday.

And worst of all, my winning streak at Free Cell seems to be over. This is definitely NOT my day!

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Chola and Lola

It's never dull knowing Ashley. You never know what you're going to find when you come home at night.

When we started doing this foster dog program for the SPCA and especially when Ashley became the dog sitter for our own dogs, it was easier to just have a house key made for her, so she could come and go whenever she needed to drop off or pick up a dog, or when she was staying here. She knows she has our permission to come in any time, whether we're here or not.

So I wasn't surprised (actually I had been forwarned) to come home from seeing The Drowsy Chaperone the other night and find that Chico was gone and Chola & Lola were in the cage.

Chola is about a one year old black dog who may or may not be part chihuahua, part cocker spaniel. She is very shy, but very sweet.

Lola is her puppy. Not sure how old, but probably about 8 weeks old. The people who turned them in to the shelter were given the dog by a neighbor one month ago. They are going to Mexico so they turned them in to the shelter.

Ashley asked if I could take them "for a night or two" and she included photos of the dogs, which was decidedly unfair. :)

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How do you say no to those faces?

Ashley said she would even move Chico, which I felt was a good idea, since Chico doesn't really seem to like other dogs much and I didn't want to have to deal with him and a puppy too (though I'm always sad when a dog leaves and I haven't said my goodbyes).

I tried letting the dogs out of the cage when we got home, but Chola was just too skittish, so, since it was late, just left them there for the night. I had already decided that having dogs named "Chola and Lola" was just not going to work for me, so the puppy became Chimichanga, or "Chimi" for short.

(It may be argued that Lola is a FAR more sensible name for a dog than Chimichanga, but it was one of those flashes that I had. Chola and Chimi. Works for me.

They are settling in here and Chola is already becoming less skittish and more affectionate. Chimi is an odd puppy. They thought she might be blind or deaf, but she obviously responds to sound and can obviously see things. But she does this odd pacing and circling and she gets herself places and can't get out, perhaps because she can't see clearly. I've thought she just needs glasses. Or that perhaps there is some sort of neurological problem.

She is going to see a doggie ophthalmologist this week and we'll know more. Whatever it is isn't life threatening and isn't going to spoil this little girl's love of life or her ability to get around her world, but it would be nice for the adoptive family to know if they have to make special accommodations for her.

I have to admit that I've missed having puppies this size in the house this year. I suspect Chimi will be adopted quickly, but I'm in no hurry to see her go.


Anybody want to read the wedding "review" for Jeri and Phil? In case you do, you can find it here.

So...today is October 4. I know there is something about that date. Whatever could it be?....

...Oh yeah...that singer/songwriter guy is having a birthday today. Everybody go to Bonusround on Blogger and leave a note wishing the big guy a happy birthday.