Marlanu

A cold and wet winter

We’re having a very cold and wet winter. It just won’t stop raining and it’s bloody cold.

For a couple of days I had no problem with the rain. It was fun walking Pluto to the park and seeing him turn from a cute puppy into a filthy pig. He made a few friends and he was just the happiest dog ever.

Pluto and his friendsPluto and Archie, a swiss wolf dog Pluto and Archie Archie, his owner and Pluto

We used to hang around in the park for 2 hours each day. It was so nice to see Pluto exhausted from playing and not having to worry that he’ll destroy the house (puppies tend to do that when bored). Of course, Pluto had to take a bath everytime we got  home.

Dirty Pluto

 Now, nobody will let their dogs play. They don’t want them to get dirty. While I do understand that I have plenty of free time on my hands, I cannot understand why people won’t let their dogs be dogs. So what if they get dirty? You can rinse out the dirt in a couple of minutes. So what if your dog gets you dirty? Thank God for washing machines.

It really sucks, cause December started off so well. It snowed for 2 days straight.

A good way to start #December #snow #Bucharest #Romania

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Everything was covered in snow and the skies were a beautiful gray color.

A cold and wet winter Gray skies in Bucharest

I was so happy. Then it started raining and it just won’t stop. So, instead of taking beautiful pictures of Pluto, snow and just us enjoying the winter holidays, we are stuck inside the house.

Marlanu in his box Pluto with his big puppy eyes

2 more weeks till the Christmas holidays. I want snow, lots and lots of snow. And a lil bit of sunshine if possible. Until then we shall make the most, even if we are having a cold and wet winter.

Progress!?

Walking the dog is not an easy task. It’s like having a part time job taking care of a fluffy toddler. And the weather is not helping me at all. For the past few days, it snowed, rained and it was really cold.

Snowing in Bucharest

Normally, I would sleep in till lunch time. With Pluto, I only get to sleep till 7AM. Once I am awake, I gather all my courage to get out of bed. It’s such a hard task, because the heat is still turned off and it’s cold even in the house. The bed is so nice and warm, even Pluto wants in.

Me and Pluto

Yup, that’s us cuddling in the morning. We’re cute like that.

I must confess sometimes I feel like letting Pluto do his business in the house so I can sleep a little longer. But I never do. No matter what, I always get out of the bed. So, my dear Pluto get’s to walk with me around 2-3 hours a day. This usually depends on the weather. If I’m lucky I may also find another dog walker with a playful pup. This way Pluto gets a playmate. Yet, I haven’t had much luck in that department. Half of the dogs in the area are bigger than my Pluto and they play too rough for my liking. And the rest of the dog population is made of smaller breeds that are aggressive towards anything that moves.

The great part of walking Pluto is no more dog poo in the house. He pee’s sometimes on the hallway, but that’s not a big problem. We can easily clean up the pee. I wasn’t expecting him to be house trained in a week.

Also, after 4 days of dog walking my legs started hurting. It seems I’ve been a couch potato for such a long time that walking is enough to give me a workout. I always say I want to get in shape, but I never do anything to get results. This time, I’m doing it for Pluto and it helps me as well.

It’s funny how I get motivated more for others than I do for myself.

Looking at the bigger picture, we’re making progress. It’s good progress for all involved. I dare say, even for Marlanu’ things are getting better. After all, Pluto is too tired to play with him when he gets home. So the cat gets more time to be a cat.

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Yes, Marlanu’ get’s to sleep more than us. He gets the warmest places. And when the dog is away, the cat will play.

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Same old, same old

I guess I’ve become quite bored of my new freedom. I’m stitching, watching movies and keeping the pets from destroying the house altogether.

Yet, I don’t have any energy to do other stuff. Stuff that girls my age do, like going out, work out and just take care of themselves in general. So, I guess I’m stuck.

There’s a good side to all things, I suppose. I mean, I am making good progress on my Grigorescu needlepoint project.

needlepoint

I’ve said that I will leave the black at the end but I couldn’t help myself. It’s taking shape nicely and I’m quite proud of it. I’ve stitched about 4-5 hours each day for the past few weeks (my back is killing me). It’s something that I’m actually proud of. If I finish it by the end of the year, that would make it a record for me. 3 needlepoint projects finished in the course of a year.

And then there are these two, Pluto and Marlanu':

Pluto and Marlanu

They seem to get along whenever sleep and food is involved. I can’t actually believe how big Pluto is at the moment. And I don’t think I’ve processed the fact that he is still a pup and that he is still growing.

Oh well,  I do have big plans for the next couple of days. I am planning on taking Pluto to the park. That’s a big task since the park is a 15 minute walk from home and Pluto is not yet used to the chaos that goes on in this big city. Still, I shall try my best.

Health scare

I don’t know how but we just have this really bad luck when it comes to pets. With Marlanu’ we were expecting him to have health issues since he was a stray. But, we weren’t expecting Pluto (Smotocel) to have so many health issues since we bought him from a breeder.

He gave us quite a scare 3 days ago. The day started so nice, everything was OK. There were no signs that he might be feeling ill, until he pooped something out of a horror movie and was throwing up. We went straight to the local vet, who gave him some shots and advised us to not give him any food or water till the next morning. Instead, to make sure we give him mint tea for his stomach pains.

We followed her instructions and it was basically an all-nighter for me, and Pluto wasn’t getting any better. Marlanu’ was the reason why I woke up Johnny and went straight to the animal clinic at 3AM.

Usually Marlanu’ sleeps with John and Pluto sleeps with me. Well, Marlanu’ didn’t leave Pluto alone at all. Wherever the dog went, the cat followed.

Pluto and Marlanu'

At the animal clinic we did multiple tests, including the one for parvo. Fortunate for us, he doesn’t have parvo, but after an X-ray we learned that his intestines we’re bloated in some areas and blocked in others, and he had a lot of gas in him. Which made his tummy hurt really bad and made him really sick.

Pluto

The vet didn’t allow us to take him back home since he got so sick in such a short period of time. We didn’t argue with him, since we we’re both tired and unable to properly look after him. We did visit Pluto the second day, he was better but still needed treatment. We we’re only able to take him back home yesterday morning. He is better, but he is on a diet, he has to go to the vet daily (for his treatment) and we also are treating him at home for his ear infection. And I won’t mention his skin condition for which we will have to get other tests done to see what exactly is the cause.

Pluto

While I am happy that Pluto is back home and is feeling better, playing around, eating properly and just being a normal pup, I am pissed that there is nothing that we can do to report the breeder. Apparently, the dog should’ve come with a warranty (seriously?!?) and there is no law that can force the breeders to improve the conditions they keep their dogs (as long as they are feed and given water, plus the fake health certificates).

The warranty part pisses me off the most. I got a dog not an appliance. Since when do living things need a warranty? I understand the pedigree part, but why a warranty?

Seriously, what’s wrong with people these days?