The Terrible Twos

It is now two weeks since Hazel's arrival.  She has been a trip thus far, and I suppose she's staying.  I'm writing this as Spring is playing with her on the couch, talking about how she's crazy, ferocious, and has no hair on her belly.

It has been an interesting two weeks.  For anyone who is used to having a family dog (i.e., a dog that the entire family raises), having one of your own is definitely a new experience.  We expected her to be a calm, playful dog when she first got here.  Those hopes quickly disappeared, and out from the depths of quietness emerged a much more hyper, squirmy, pee machine.

A funny thing I should mention is that she is a master of escape; a regular David Blaine if you would.  We tried keeping her in her crate while we were at work, and she broke out.  The next day, we tried keeping her in the kitchen with the gate we purchased.  Being only 6 pounds, she was able to sneak out of that.  Then, we tried covering the openings with mesh screening, which she also proceeded to escape from.  Finally, we took the beast to home depot and asked for their suggestions.  After nearly $100 of attempts at keeping her captive, the final solution was: $11 worth of cork board and zip ties.  This primitive solution has successfully kept her locked in the kitchen for days, and we hope for the continued success of this creation.

All in all, she's a cute dog.  She's doing slightly better with the housebreaking, and is pretty decently walking with us outside on the leash.  Her newest habit, unfortunately, is destroying her wee-wee pads during the day.  I suppose we'll work on that by the next update.  Until then...