A Sort Of Update

HEY GUYS.

I promised I’d be back. And I even updated my other blog. 

The short story is that I missed blogging. The longer story is that I started feeling unsure of what to write about.  Apollo is always a good source of writing fodder, but I fear turning into the blogger I dread – the blogger who can’t stop blogging about her cute baby/dog/cat when no one else cares.

But I feel ready to write again, and to share stories.  I like being somewhat private so I’ll avoid blogging about the more boring details of my personal life, but I feel keen to share misadventures, music, fashion, and essentially awesome beauty items.  I’ve started subscribing to Ipsy Glam Bags and will be getting my first bag tomorrow (hopefully), so I’ll be doing a review here soon!

To give you a brief update of what I’ve been up to in the past month or so:

  • Workworkworkworkworkworkwork
  • Puppy training classes.  After Apollo chewed half a bow off one of my adorable new flats I bought from Target, it was GAME OVER.  He’s doing really well with the classes and I note a huge improvement. He’s graduating on Wednesday (squeeee), so I’m sure I’ll post a picture of the cuteness.
  • I went to my first bachelorette party two weeks ago. I missed the memo that you’resupposed to bring lingerie as your gift (dur, self).  My dad offered to drop me off but I declined because I figured it would be awkward to be driven to your first bachelorette party by any male member of your family. He let me borrow his truck, which led to much nervousness as I drove it.  I ended up having a lot of fun (and there were no strippers, thankfully.  It was a classy affair.)
  • I had to rush Apollo to the vet two weeks ago after some god-awful screaming. He had strained his paw, I think from jumping off the couch (I wasn’t in the room when it happened, but had just heard the horrible screaming).  I never want to hear that screaming again, it was awful.  I think at one point we were both screaming because I was like, “NO NO NO NO!” in despair.  Poor puppy. He’s fine, though. He was back to jumping on the couch immediately after we returned home from the vet (sigh…)
  • On Friday, a two-hour car drive turned into four and a half thanks to a nasty storm that passed through.  That was the worst driving experience I’ve had yet.  At least when I got stuck in a tropical storm three years ago, the experience was over in fifteen minutes.  There was a lot of water on the road and I pulled over several times to let the storm pass, since apparently I was traveling with it. I ultimately decided to keep going after my de facto weatherman told me that the storms had passed over the route I was taking and wouldn’t be severe anymore. I was never so happy to get out of that car.  “We Will Rock You/We Are the Champions” came on the radio when I reached my destination – I took it as a note of TRIUMPH.

I leave you with a song I’ve been obsessed with. Something tells me that I should consider this song a guilty pleasure, but I don’t CARE because it’s catchy as FUCK and I LOVE IT.

How I Met Apollo

So I don’t have my puppy with me again this week, thanks to more field work…I had just gotten him back, too.  I really miss having the little guy around.  You can probably tell when I don’t have Apollo with me, because then that’s when I start making posts about him.

Did I ever tell you all how we met?

No?

Okay.

So it was July and I had just finished about a week-long field job.  That Friday, I slept in as a treat for a job well done.  It was after waking up that I read the horrible news of the Aurora shooting that had taken place the night before.  I was instantly saddened and horrified.

I went to see Boyfriend later that day, and we were both really sad about what had happened.  Our sadness carried over into Saturday.  I had just read a really sad story on the internet about one of the victims when I decided that I needed some serious cheering up.  We decided to head to the puppy store at the mall. After all, what could cheer a person up more than a puppy?

And then I saw him.  He was just a tiny little dachshund puppy sitting by himself in a cage.  I immediately was taken by his coloring and his piercing blue eyes.  “I want to hold this one,” I said.

And we held him.

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That is the first picture I ever took of him. (He looks SO TINY).  He was such a sweet, friendly puppy.  We stayed there for a long, long time.  He even fell asleep on Boyfriend.

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It was time to go, but I didn’t want to give him up.  But we didn’t want to be impulsive and just buy a puppy because of its overwhelming cuteness.  I started to carry Apollo over to the employee, but found that I couldn’t.  “I can’t do this,” I said, my eyes filling with tears.  I handed Apollo off to Boyfriend and went outside the store to cry, making him be the bad guy.  I just felt such a connection to this puppy that I hadn’t experienced with the other dogs I’d seen there before. I felt like he should be mine and I was heartbroken at the idea of leaving him behind.

We went to see The Dark Knight Rises, which I didn’t enjoy for several reasons.  I couldn’t get the victims out of my head.  Christopher Nolan Batman movies are inherently depressing to begin with.  I couldn’t stop thinking about the little puppy.  As I discovered after the movie, Boyfriend couldn’t either.

And so Boyfriend and I had a long, long, long talk that lasted well into the next morning.

We told ourselves that if someone had bought him already, then it was meant to be and that was that.  But we saw his little face staring back at us when we returned to the puppy store that Sunday.  An hour and a half later, he was ours.

Being the owner of a puppy has honestly been one of the most challenging things I’ve done…seriously!  I had dogs growing up, but it’s a whole different story when you’re the primary caretaker of one.  But my little Bug has taught me so much about love, patience, and respect.  The first week was daunting and tough, but now I miss the hell out of him when he’s not here.  Dachshund owners knows what huge personalities those tiny little bodies pack, and Apollo is no exception.  He’s so playful and naughty, but now that he’s finally housebroken (yes! It’s true!), I can enjoy his inherent mischievousness much more.

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To any new puppy owners out there, I tell you – it’s tough at times, but it’s so worth it.  The little friend you get out of the experience is priceless.

Treasure Hunting Puppy

This week, I was going through the myriad of photos and videos on my phone that I have of Apollo. I found this one from August, when Apollo was just about four months old.

Apollo really likes digging. I know this is not unusual for a dog.  But he also enjoys burying edible treats.  He won’t go through the trouble of burying a plastic bone, but if the bone is large and edible (like a Milkbone), he’ll stuff it into his bed and then move his snout in a burying motion, as if he’s covering the treat with imaginary dirt.

I had given Apollo a bone as a treat and was quite entertained by the trouble he took to find a hiding place in my apartment for it.  When I was growing up, the family dogs had never done this, so it was a treat for me to witness.

Apollo hides his bone

Sleepy Pup

This weekend I was like, “Apollo REALLY NEEDS A WALK.” On the way to the park, he stared out the window with anticipation.

Are we there yet?!

He loved the park. It was such a pretty, sunny day, and there were plenty of people who wanted to pet him.  Apollo loves people and he happily wagged his tail as children bent down to pet him.  I picked Bug up a couple of times to give him a rest, but he’d get squirmy and want to walk more.  We even ran a little bit together, as far as his stubby little legs would carry him before he got tired.

On the way back, Apollo was so tired that he fell asleep on top of my arm and the middle console.

Sleepy Bug

I’d say it was a successful walk.

…though, by evening, he had regained 90% of his energy, which is totally unfair.

A Quick Check-In

Hello everyone.  It’s been awhile, eh?  I’ve been pretty busy this month with field work.  This week I will be puppy-free due to an impending field trip; but instead of spending the suddenly enormous amount of free time I have on something useful, I’ve reverted to old habits and have spent my evening on the internet.

YAY!

I leave you with a picture:

Happy Little Bug*

A song:

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And a suggestion:

If you want to see a good movie that will make you laugh and tug on your heart strings just a lil’, go see Wreck It Ralph.  It was an adorable little movie and very funny.

*Apollo already has a myriad of nicknames, but his main one is “Snuggle Bug,” since for a very brief period of his puppyhood, he loved to curl up on my chest and snuggle.  I often call him “Bug” for short.