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Womans Best Friends

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

So anyone and everyone who reads this blog (hello to all three of you!) can tell that I love my puppies. I feel very passionately about rescue animals and my two angles are just about the greatest things in my life. I’ve been asked recently if having two dogs is everything I though it would be, and in short… YES! It’s better in a lot of ways. I couldn’t imagine my life without my little guys. I was having a shit day yesterday and the minute I walked in the door Harley and Ty were there to great me with kisses and warm, soft belly’s to rub. (ok, ok… they had to make pee too) but mostly they were happy I was home to play and cuddle.   They never judge or mock me.  They only want to give love and make sure that Mick and I are happy, such loyalty and devotion is rare.   What do they ask for in return for this unconditional love?   A kind word, a pat on the head and a cup of kibble.  Not a bad exchange rate!  The vet bills are astronomical, but we want the best care for our pampered pooches- so that means $.  I know that having dogs isn’t for everyone.  The picking up of poo, vomit and other messes, the attention and dedication they sometimes require, and the patience is not something that everyone can, or even wants to give.  But for those of us willing and able…man.. it’s the greatest!!!!  To wake up from a nap with a wet doggy nose in my face and big brown eyes begging me to please throw the manky old sock … please… just one toss.. ok maybe two.. ohhhh.. just throw the sock already… BEST.  FEELING.  EVER.

Tiberius James Letendre

Tuesday, September 15th, 2009

I decided to wait a little over a week before writing this post.  I wanted to see how the new addition to our little family would fit in before I wrote some long winded entry that may have turned out to be soooo wrong.  As anyone who follows me on Twitter knows- Mick and I recently added to our pack.  Tiberius James Letendre (or Ty for short) was adopted by us on 9/5/09 from the SPCA of CT.  He is a Chihuahua mix, just like his older brother.  We love him very much and he has proven to be a great addition to our little family.  He is spunky and lovable and full of puppy energy.  He’s roughly 15 weeks old and starting to loose his baby teeth.  Mick and I had been talking about getting another dog for some time (read: I was begging him for a puppy for over a year and he finally gave in).  We went to the SPCA in Monroe thinking that we would be bringing home a small female Shelite mix.  When we got to the shelter we found that the posting on petfinder.com was filled with a few mistakes, including the fact that “she” was actually a “he”.  Did we let that stop us?  Oh no!  We saw Ty sitting all calm in a pen full of puppies clamoring for our attention.  We promptly said “We’ll take that one” and scooped Ty up and proceeded to introduce him to Harley.  The intro went well so we completed the paperwork, paid the adoption fee and shuttled Ty off to start his new life as a pampered pooch.  I did hours, days, weeks, months of research before getting another dog.  I called my vet, emailed experts, asked questions of people who had multi dog households.  I read everything I could get my hands on that could give me any possible insight into adding another dog to the mix.  Harley has accepted Ty as part of the pack, begrudgingly, unhappily at times, but acceptance has come and continues to progress at a slow rate.  After a little more then a week I’m happy to say that life with two dogs is better then I could have ever imagined.  I have to be blunt though… It didn’t start out that way.  Through no fault of the dogs there was a total and complete breakdown in our usually happy household.  I was upstairs with Harley having some cuddle time while Ty and Mick were out in the yard chasing tennis balls when Harley looked over at me and said “Why did you bring home another dog?  Don’t you love me anymore?  Aren’t I good enough?” (he totally said that, I could read it in his eyes) and then … OH. MY. GOD. THE. TEARS.  (mine not Harleys’)  I love my chihuahua baby.  Harley is my heart and I strive to ensure that he is stress free and happy.  I had some real fears about what the addition of Ty would mean for Harley and how it would effect our relationship.  I got over myself quickly and after a few stern but kind words of wisdom from my amazing hubs I realized things would be good.. better then good. They’d be great.  And you know what?  As usual Mick was totally right.  I want to be very clear about one thing.  My love for Ty never wavered.  I loved him the second I laid eyes on him and I love him right now.  I was just worried that Harley would be upset or somehow displaced by us bringing Ty home.  All the emotional and logistical planing I did helped very little to prepare me for the guilt I experienced.   Ty and Mick have bonded so strongly that I have to ask for time alone with the new puppy, because if Mick and I are both with Ty, Ty will always go to Mick.  I’m not at all bothered by this.  Their relationship has also had the default effect of bringing me and Harley closer then we’ve ever been.  So Harley’s gotten more treats and love and cuddles then he got before Ty arrived.  We are all still adjusting to our new situation but I’m happy to say that everyone is doing great.  Life with 2 dogs…. pretty sweet. 

Tiberius