And here's the stitched up picture

I would have sent you the original gorey (sp?) photo, but I don't think you can handle it, lol

A Trip to the Hospital

Well, we had our own trip to the hospital yesterday, or at least Dave did. Around 11:30 I got this very lighthearted message from one of the guys that Dave works with that said, "Hey Leigh, just wanted to let you know Dave fell of a ladder and cut his leg. It's just a little cut but we're taking him to the hospital now. He's ok, don't worry." Well, as any woman would know, if it was "just a little cut" they wouldn't have gone to the hospital in the first place, they woulda stuck some glue on it and kept working. This was no little cut. Though, I didn't find out till I got home that night (because Dave kept evading my questions about it on the phone) that it was a 22 stitches kind of "little cut." I've yet to actually see it because there are bandages over the stitches, but from the crusted blood outside it doesn't look like it feels very good. He's off work for the next couple of days and is hobbling around the house and whining about how I won't let him drive (he's not supposed to work machinery with the pain pills he's on). So, Sleepy and I are catering to his every need :). He really is ok though. He was very impressed with the doctor who sewed him up. He's in the bed watching Podcasts on his iPod and reading his climbing magazines...ah the life, lol. Will put up some pictures of the wound when the bandages are off! I bet you can't wait, lol.

Our baby playing

The grandeur of puppyhood

Sleep is escaping us. We are trying to teach Sleepy to stay in his carrier without whining at night. It's progressing, but slowly. If you tell him "no" firmly and walk out again after about twice he quiets down, but then starts back up around 5 a.m. I took him out this morning that time, though he had already pooped AND peed in the bathroom. During the day, on the days I'm not at school, I can usually tell when he needs to go out, or I just go out about every 2 hours or less. He is very good at trying to get to the right place to go but just isn't sure where that is yet. If he does pee inside it's usually close or on the way to the door, although, what isn't close to the door in our little apartment, lol. He's good at going outside when he's out there, but just doesn't know how to TELL us when he needs to go out yet. We're using the bell method. There's a bell at his level by the back door. Every time we take him out to pee or whatever we ring the bell and say, "lets go outside." If he accidentally rings it at any time we immediately take him outside. Eventually he should learn to ring the bell whenever he wants to go out. That way we can just bring the bell wherever we go and put it beside a door. We're hoping it works :-D.

He's such a sweet puppy though. All he wants to do is be loved and be with people. He's just learning to play fetch, a little, and SOMETIMES he brings it back. We were watching a movie last night and were cuddled up together on the couch. But he's not allowed on the couch, so we got down in what is now his chair (he claimed it pretty quickly) and cuddled with him (he looked at us VERY pitifully). He does already know that he's not allowed in our room. I'm allergic to dog hair, though his doesn't generally bother me, but we decided not to start the whole sleeping in the bed with us thing. Even when I leave the door to the bedroom open and am in there, he'll sit in the doorway and watch me. If he starts to step in I say, "no" and he steps back to where he was. Such a smart puppy! We love him to BITS! Well-that's our "baby" update. I think it's good practice for kids in that we are realizing we are NOT ANYWHERE NEAR ready to have kids :-D.

Suprise!

It's a puppy!!!! I know, I'm the biggest hipocrite ever. I fell in love with this dog though, and I just had to have him. Dave jumped at the chance, knowing I might never want another dog, and we picked him up the next day. His name is Sleepy (his brother is Doc and his sister is Snow White), he's a Jack Russell Terrier, and he weighs (guessing here) around 4 lbs. He was the runt of the litter and probably won't weigh more than 12 lbs. as an adult. His name fits him perfectly (he's sleeping right now) because he sleeps at least half the day at the moment, being a puppy. He's only 8 weeks old. Anyway, we're exstatic about having him here. He's a doll! Hope you like the pictures!