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Morning Ritual

It’s 7 a.m. and the alarm rings. Yaza then climbs up my bed and procedes to licking my face if I don’t throw her out. Bathroom, shower, teeth, hairbrush. Back into the bedroom. Yaza looks lazily at me from my bed, making me feel jealous just for kicks. Clothes, need some clothes. Makeup. Okay, feet. Can’t go barefeet.

Socks.

Oh my god, socks! Yaza’s favorite part of the day, when she sees me handling socks. She jumps up and down, licks the HELL out of me if I let her, anywhere she can reach. And then… Shoelaces. DELICIOUS SHOELACES. Must be cute. Must be wonderfully irresistible. Must make my human feel like crap for going to work.

And then we go downstairs, have our breakfasts and she goes out to play with the other doggies for a while, while I come burry myself into piles of css and html codes.

It’s been hot

I thought I’d skipped all the hot weather when I moved from Fortaleza to Sao Paulo, but apparently not. It’s raining there now, supposedly, and meanwhile we are making ice blocks for the frenchies and a sneaky staffbull who’s pseudo-joined our pack.

Fun at the park

We all had a blast today at the park. Below are just a few of the many pictures I took, the rest of the good ones you can see on our flickr.

YAZA AND HER ICE BLOCK

LUC THE FRENCHIE AND NINA THE STAFFBULL DRINK WATER

LUC IS SUCH A CRUSTY NOSED SWEETHEART

Stupid forms

Whenever I get a new form, I skip right to the limited registry question, that asks if the person agrees that our puppies are destined to be lovely pets, period. If the person says yes and I like their answer, I procede to reading the rest of the form and then emailing them back. However, if the person says no or something along the same lines, I used to proceed to writing them a huge, well educated and informative email listing all of my reasons, statistics and benefits of spaying/neutering their dogs. But sometimes I get so frustrated over some ridiculous forms that I don’t even bother answering.

But today I got a new form that mentioned around five times that they wanted to know “how much was an intact female” with intact in CAPS, and that she didn’t agree to “mutilate a dog, since not even the homeless animals were spayed/neutered. What the hell?! Which leads me to think, do these people even bother reading all of the stuff I put online? And it also pains me to think that yes, the lady will find an intact female that she can breed her guts out, unfortunately.

It was so unbelievable that I just had to answer something, anything, so I sent her a short email going along the lines of “please visit nearest pet shelter center and see statistics on homeless dogs in our country” and “it’s because of people like you that I see EVERYDAY stray dogs, thin as hell, looking for food scrapes and falling apart with diseases”.

Seriously!

Best Friends

She knows that her part of the bed is the foot.
I know that she loves eating cat kibbles as treats now and then.

She knows I hate it when she pees on the carpet.
I know that it takes a while for her to get used to the grooming table on dog shows.

She knows that I love it when she eats well, so she has her salmon pieces and comes for her praise immediately. She must really hate salmon, though.
I know that she is dying for me to forget her with the squeaky mouse a tad too long so she can wreck it for good.

She knows me so well that when she goes looking for me around the house, the very first place she looks is the computer room.
I know her so well that I only buy the bubble gum smelling balls at the store, because they’re her favorite.

I love her.
She knows that I do.

It totally matches your outfit!

Post previously named “One step closer to insanity”.

Today was a good day. Apart from all the plenty of fun at the zoo taking pictures and praying for it not to rain, and on the ride itself, I went to the regular market and found eight to ten chicken neck trays, already without skin. The supermarket woman then asked me how many I was taking, to which I promptly answered, ‘how bout all of them, and do you have any more at the back’.

No, I guess I’m not your average woman. I wonder what these people on the market think, though? That I am into some crazy diet, to say the least.

Today’s balance

10 kg of chicken neck without skin - R$ 18,30.

3 kg of boneless muscle meat - R$ 24,00.

Eggs, veggies, kelp, flax seed, organ meat and other fun stuff - R$ 18,30.

To see your vet FINALLY giving in that the diet is indeed, after all, recommended by one of her greatest veterinary influences, and recognizing they were mistaken - PRICELESS.