Monday, March 19, 2012

How My Dogs Keep Me Healthy


The following is a Toastmasters speech I gave today (pictures mostly unrelated and added to reduce wall-of-text effect):

Fellow Toastmasters and welcome guests, I recently realized that I have crossed the line from being a dog owner to being completely dog-obsessed. It wasn't when I bought Patriots bandanas for my dogs - I justified that because of the Super Bowl. It wasn't when I bought a winter coat for Mushroom - she has short fur and gets cold. It wasn't even when I took my dogs to a birthday party that my friend threw for her dog - I figured my dogs would enjoy playing with the other dogs. The moment I realized my dog-obsession was when my friend handed me a couple of birthday goodie bags for the dogs. I love my dogs, and in return, they've given me a healthy lifestyle by making me go outside, stay home, and spend less money.

Sharing is caring. Not sharing means getting yelled at

The first way my dogs keep me healthy is by making me go outside. When it is below freezing and the wind cuts like an icy knife, my dogs need to be walked. When there is a torrential downpour that creates ankle-deep puddles, my dogs need to be walked. When I would rather sleep in on a Sunday morning, bundled up beneath my blankets, my dogs need to be walked. And then there are the gorgeous, sunny, spring days where I'm itching to go outside, and my dogs, unlike my spouse, are happy to tag along. Our typical walk is down three flights of stairs, plus a half-hour walk, and three flights of stairs back up. It's like a StairMaster, a treadmill, and a two extremely cute personal trainers all rolled into one. I also like to take my dogs on outdoors adventures, such as a hike in the woods, a stroll on the rail trail, or a splash in the pond (followed by a bath). Not only do my dogs force me to go outside, they've inspired in me a love of the outdoors.

The second way my dogs keep me healthy is by making me stay home. Dogs like strict schedules. They like to be walked, fed, and put to bed at the same times every day. I can no longer attend late-night parties, because similar to Cinderella, I need to be home by the stroke of midnight, though I face far smellier consequences than a pumpkin carriage. And if I attempt to go out after their bedtime walk? I'll certainly regret it in the morning, because my furry little alarm clocks will start whining and howling if their breakfast isn't served by 9 o'clock. Weekends used to exhaust me because I jam-packed my social calendar and didn't leave any time to recover from my work week. Now, I haven't become reclusive, but I always have a good excuse to head home early.

Super healthy breakfast of bacon and blueberry pancakes

The third way my dogs keep me healthy is by making me spend less money. This is accomplished by making me have less money after I pay for vet bills, dog food, and my apartment's pet fees. My attempts to trim the fat from my budget have also been successful in trimming the fat from my diet. I rarely buy alcohol any more because it's expensive. I don't eat at restaurants very often because they're expensive. I buy less junk food and TV dinners because they're expensive. I've switched to buying raw ingredients like fresh vegetables and lean meats because they're cheaper. While I would love to say that I cook them for myself, my spouse actually does the cooking because we like our food to be edible. We're now paying less money to eat a healthier diet.


When I was writing this speech, I realized that there was a twist ending. I did not need to have a dog to reap the health benefits of going outside, staying home, or spending less. Anyone can go for daily walks. Anyone can go home early and keep a regular sleep schedule. Anyone can cook their own healthy food. (Some of us might require a little help.) But in my case, my love for my dogs was the motivation I needed to live a healthier lifestyle. And for that, I'll give them few extra treats and belly rubs when I get home.

This belly rub incapacitated Badger for at least 15 minutes

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Garlic Fries

We made these garlic fries for dinner, but we were too busy stuffing our faces to remember to take pictures. So here are pictures of Badger and Mushroom instead:

"Hi, my name is Badger, and I'm not scared of anything, especially not little girls riding scooters."

"Hello. You may call me Mushroom. I find it unreasonable that I'm expected to poop outside in the cold when pooping on the carpet is much more comfortable."

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Party Poopers

Yesterday the four of us went to a birthday party for my friend's 1-year-old Great Dane. This was the first time we transported both dogs in the car together. It was mostly successful, with the exception of the time Mushroom managed to release the seat belt and almost ran charging into the street (luckily, the belt buckle was caught on her harness). After that scare, we made sure to always leash the dogs before opening the door. Between keeping track of two dogs and having frozen hands because we forgot our gloves, I didn't manage to snap any pictures of puppies frolicking. We did see a huge (taller than the Dane!) brindle dog whose owner said it was a Boxer/American Bulldog mix.

My friend even went all out and gave goodie bags to the dogs.

"This is what you do when you don't have kids." - my friend


Here are Badger and Mushroom playing with their new toys:

Om nom nom rope

Shortly after this photo was taken, Badger had already shredded his rope toy, so we swapped in the tennis balls. I had just finished mentioning to Llamaentity how some bloggers' dogs had destroyed tennis balls, and weren't we lucky that Badger had never done anything like that, when we noticed that Badger was oddly quiet (cue ominous music)...

Here is the aftermath:

Guess which toys were Badger's? Also, note the destroyed Kong football


Poor Mushroom. Badger is the reason she can't have nice things.

Has your dog ever destroyed something you didn't even think was destructible?
What are some of your favorite durable dog toys?

Friday, March 9, 2012

Happy Birthday From Badger and Mushroom

Today is my cousin's birthday, so I sent him this picture:

I'm too cheap to buy real party hats

As I was creating this picture, this is what the dogs were doing:

Not fighting!

I never thought this day would come, but they are actually (sort of) getting along! The trick? Oddly enough, antlers. Mushroom has magically gotten over her resource guarding (though we prefer to be on the safe side and keep the high-value squeaky toys away). She didn't mind that Badger basically circled her as she chewed her antler, and after a while, Badger gave up and grabbed the other antler. She did occasionally try to hoard both antlers, but Badger was surprisingly good-natured about it. Hey, if that's what it takes for them to stop roughhousing, it's well worth the money!

Also, I ordered Mascot's reversible puffer jacket from Doggy Loot, and it arrived today. The forecast showed snow for tonight, so I'll post pictures if we get a chance to try it out.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Sports + Dogs = Treats

When we took Badger to UMass Lowell's Pucks & Paws night, he was amazingly well-behaved. He walked unfazed through a huge crowd of people. He sniffed politely at the other dogs or ignored them. He listened to our commands and didn't try to pull us up or down the stadium steps. He accepted us putting a bright orange bandana around his neck.

But the one thing that scared terrified him was the thunderous applause from the crowd. So we started giving him treats every time our team scored a goal. At first he was too busy cowering under the seats to take the treat, but he quickly learned that loud scary applause = treat time!

Check out all those two-leggers trying to fetch that flat, black ball!

This has carried over to watching sports at home as well. The dogs get treats when our team scores, which is especially lucrative for them during the basketball season. (Embarrassingly, I praise the dogs as if they were actually the ones playing the games, like "Good three-pointer, Dirk Mushroomski!"*) Badger will actually watch the game while Mushroom prefers to lie down and wait for the treats to appear.
*Bonus points if you know which player this is.

*yawn*... Why don't you watch something important, like the Republican primary debate?


Do your dogs watch the game with you like Badger?
Or are they disinterested like Mushroom?

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Vet Recap

Mushroom got her bill of health yesterday! She does have giardia, so it's not a *clean* bill of health, but we got some medicine for that as well. This means she's all set to be officially ours tomorrow! Also, we can start taking her to our vet, which is a much shorter drive.

Mushroom's personal nose warmer

Here's an old photo of Badger at the pond, taken by Llamaentity:

Just looking at this picture makes me smell wet dog

Have a great weekend!