One of These Days We Will Learn

Before and After

We have a wonderful groomer that we love and that adores our children dogs. The problem is, a lot of other people love them too and they are relatively well-priced, which means they book out like 2 weeks at least. So right around the time our prissy, bratty Bichon Frise’ starts looking like a swamp rat is when we get wise to the thought that maybe we should schedule her an appointment at the ol’ beauty salon.

This irresponsibility leads to another 2-3 weeks of Phoebe looking like a dirty ragamuffin (is that redundant?) and a corresponding few weeks after said appointment of people thinking we must have brought home a new dog. Because this beautiful creature couldn’t possibly the one that had grass stuck in her hair last week. In other news, both Jeckle-Phoebe and Hyde-Phoebe seem to eat poop, so there’s that.

Are we bad parents? Is this signifying how we will treat our human children? I hope not.

Love, Alex

PS: I think Bryan loves Phoebe and Mali more than he loves me sometimes, so our dogs are in no way mistreated. But srsly, that dog could do a rendition of Lady and the Tramp as a one-woman show.

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Catching Up

**Remember how on my last post I said that the post I had all typed and ready was lost forever and I was ready to sing a Celine Dion song about it? Well it turns out that WordPress is much smarter than I gave it credit for, and it saved it! So here it is guys. Keep in mind, I typed this over a week ago and am too lazy to reread it right now, but here ya go. :)**

 

I swear I will get better at this, ok? This week/weekend has been CRAZY. Like, the craziest in a long time. I’ve been taking it surprisingly well, although I expect a full-on meltdown in the works soon. I’ll keep you posted on all of that…because I know you’re dying to hear more.

For now, I’ll share a recap of the Phoebe photos you’ve missed while I’ve been MIA. A good Phoebe Photo will always brighten the day.

After Phoebe’s worst nightmare of having to share her house and bed with my parents’ dogs this weekend, she rolled into Bryan’s bear blanket, which he shares with no one except for Phoebe apparently. She looked like she was swaddled like a baby. So pitiful.

I included an arial view so you could fully enjoy the patheticness.

Phoebe has all the energy necessary to play, but she doesn’t know how. I kid you not, she gets all excited and acts like she wants to play, and then when you try she will cower like a scardy cat. The only thing she does with toys is destroy them. Don’t even get me started with fetch. So when Mali is playing fetch with her tennis ball, Phoebe just requires a lot of attention to feel adequately and equally loved. This is usually the result.

Just ignore the letters drying in the corner there. I’m hosting a baby shower at my house this weekend with 3 other ladies and since I am craft-illiterate, my friend Dia, who is in charge of decorations, gave me the simplest job she could think of, and I love her for it. Oh, and I found a way to mess even that up. If you need an ego boost on craftiness, hit me up. I’ll tell you about my failures and make you feel better.

Finally, We are hosting Kanakuk Kampout counselors this week, which means we have 3 college guys in our house. Thankfully, we got some cool ones. They even did my dishes last night. Shortly after their arrival, Phoebe had them in her good graces, especially this guy, who asked if he could hold her like a baby. I told him she prefers it that way.

 

That’s a wrap guys!

What I HAVE Been Doing.

So I told you about what I have not been doing, which was being a good friend, keeping my appointments, and generally being a responsible human being. I thought I’d take a moment to share what i have been up to…in photo form. Now I am not a photographer. I leave that monkey business up to my amazing husband. These are all taken with my iPhone, and although I did try to edit them, I promise, they can only come out so well. So enjoy my photo journey!

We spent A LOT of time at Circle of life Hospice, which is wonderful, by the way. The staff was super nice and took really great care of my grandmother and all of us. We had to break up the heavy atmosphere with some humor sometimes, though. One night, Bryan had stayed home to edit some photos so Sierra decided to bombard him with selfies FROM MY PHONE. These gems are just 2 of the many pictures she gifted him.

I should pause to tell you a little about their relationship. Even though Bryan is not blood related to her, they act more like brother and sister than any of us combined. There are a myriad of hilarious stories I could share, like the one where she kicked him out of the tea shop where she works for touching things and offering to help customers. Or the one where I was telling Bryan’s dad about their feud in front of both of them. Donald turned to Sierra and says “You don’t like Bryan?” Sierra shrugged and with narrowed eyes and pursed lips said “Mmm, I like him fine…” Donald was at a loss for words. The rest of us laughed uncontrollably.

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Isn’t he adorable? Baby pictures available upon request.

 

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Y’all…Those lemon ones though.

 

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A glimpse into my future I suppose?

I helped organize a Moms’ Night Out for our church’s women’s ministry. My awesome brother up there hooked us up with free Andy’s with his new management powers. (And He’s single, ladies. And going to med school next fall. Submit all applications my email for my sister and me to review.) We had ladies make cupcakes to share and let me tell you…Best decision ever. I love to cook, but since I lack “following recipe” talents, baking is not my forte. I love anytime I get to enjoy yummy homemade cupcakes.

We went to our community group for the first time in what feels like forever. Such a cleansing experience to be around friends, share food, and feel the love when going through hard times. The CG host home, Casa del Horner, contains this crazy child who loves Bryan. His dad is an avid shark fan, so Bryan is still working to get Adler on Team Bear. Adler can put his paws up and growl now! Sorry for the underwear shot Becca…let’s just be glad is wasn’t his nightly “Nakey Time.”

I took photos of Phoebe being Phoebe, which is always entertaining. On the left, she had weasled her way under Bryan’s blanket, where she slept soundly on his stomach. He was unable to move for hours for fear of disturbing her highness’ slumber. On the right, she was looking at me perturbed because I was choosing to spend my time throwing the ball for her sister instead of holding and petting her, which is of course my actual job. I’m thinking of making Daily Phoebe Photo a thing for this blog. Thoughts?

I helped my parents move, and caught this winner of my goofy dad with all of his pairs of glasses on his person. I swear to you this was not staged, he was actually wearing them all like this because he found them moving and didn’t want to lose them again. I love him.

Because I am about to retire from the professional workforce, I figure there is only limited time to take my husband out for dates. On dates we usually do what I want to do, because my husband is super super sweet, so I decided to return the favor and take him our for some Chick-Fil-A (I offered PF Changs-his favorite-but he chose this instead) and Transformers. In this giant bucket of movie popcorn and the coke not pictured lies my happiness. Oh, and Transformers was pretty good too.

Lastly, because I just can’t take waiting any longer, I went to a friend’s charity garage sale and bought Lil Fitt a couple of gender neutral onesies. We feel that it is our duty to raise this child to be a correct sports fan. AKA The Razorbacks (amen), the Cowboys (amen), and the Mavericks (amen). Train a child up in the way that s/he should go…

That goofy guy pictured above stamped his approval on this outfit as well. We are a family of Arkansas/Texas sports fans.

And that’s all! As you can see, I haven’t been up to much, but I am trying be social and a good friend again.

 

Love,

Alex

The Daily Fav Day 16: My Dogs! (And Dogs in General)

This is their old bed, where they spent most of their time. Eventually Phoebe ripped the zipper off, so the pillow part came out of the case part, and we got a new one, which they are still warming up to.

This is their old bed, where they spent most of their time. Eventually Phoebe ripped the zipper off, so the pillow part came out of the case part, and we got a new one, which they are still warming up to.

This will contain a lot of pictures, because… I mean… come on, aren’t those the cutest dogs ever?

I’ll start with Mali:

Her name is actually registered as “Alex’s Hot Tamale'” but we spell it “Mali” because if we didn’t, the vet and groomer would call her “Male.”

My favorite photo of us. The great Ice Storm of 2009!

My favorite photo of us. The great Ice Storm of 2009!

My baby.

My baby.

Bryan took this photo of us when we were just dating :)

Bryan took this photo of us when we were just dating 🙂

I got Mali when she was 6 months old and I was 15. She is 9 now and will be 10 in June. She is the most well-behaved, loyal dog I have ever met and she is my best friend. I love that dog more than most humans, and that’s saying a lot. She has moved with me from Springfield to 3 different houses I lived in with my parents in NWA, as well as 2 apartments and the 2 houses that Bryan and I have lived in. She’s a trooper for sure.

A little bit younger Mali, but she is still just as beautiful :).

A little bit younger Mali, but she is still just as beautiful :).

Family Photo pre-Phoebe

Family Photo pre-Phoebe

She was so good for our engagement photos!

She was so good for our engagement photos!

Her tricks include sit, lay down, shake, high five, high 10 (Yes, she knows the difference), attack, and stay. The “attack” command is hilarious because I taught her never to attack (really just jumping up and putting her two front feet on someone) me, so when Bryan is trying to be a jerk and tells her “attack!” she will turn around and jump on him. She also can balance a treat or a ball on her nose until I say “Ok get it!” Speaking of ball, this dog lives to chase a tennis ball. She’s not into wrestling, playing rope, or chew toys, but she will chase that tennis ball all day every day. She has literally passed out before because she won’t stop unless you make her. I would also include that she lives to please me, and I say this in the least self-cenetered way possible, but that dog will actually cry if she thinks I am disappointed in her.

This is Mali trying to be nice and let Phoebe have a turn, but shortly after this was taken she changed her mind and stole the ball back. She just can't help herself.

This is Mali trying to be nice and let Phoebe have a turn, but shortly after this was taken she changed her mind and stole the ball back. She just can’t help herself.

She is also the best training partner a girl could ask for. Doesn't even need a leash!

She is also the best training partner a girl could ask for. Doesn’t even need a leash!

I love this dog with my whole heart and I made sure Bryan knew from the beginning that we would be spending any amount of money it took to make her happy health-wise. And we totally have. In fact, because Bryan’s schedule is looser than mine, he ends up taking her to her appointments more than I do!

This was a collage I posted after Mali's last surgery to remove a large mass that was making her limp :(. Phoebe was very concerned about her sister, obviously.

This was a collage I posted after Mali’s last surgery to remove a large mass that was making her limp :(. Phoebe was very concerned about her sister, obviously.

Phoebe:

We got Phoebe a couple of weeks after we got married from my parents, who had 3 bichons at the time and asked us to bring it down to 2 for them. She came from a friend of a friend, and she was abused. It makes me sad to think about, but it became obvious after not very long of having her and her brother (Who my parents kept) that they were not fond of men or household objects that could be used to kick/hit them.

This is her sweet face.

This is her sweet face.

This is her annoyed-that-you're-not-holding-her face.

This is her annoyed-that-you’re-not-holding-her face.

After about 6 months of taking the long route around the house to avoid Bryan, she is now his little princess and she believes in her heart that she is very deserving of this title. She has a ton of personality and is so prissy and bratty it’s ridiculous. When she goes to the groomer, she gets bows on her ears like little pigtails and she seriously acts like a different dog, prancing around the house and sitting on the furniture when she’s not supposed to.

As you can tell, she's warmed up to Bryan quite nicely, probably becaus he spoils the crap out of her. And look at those pigtails!

As you can tell, she’s warmed up to Bryan quite nicely, probably because he spoils the crap out of her. And look at those pigtails!

What a pitiful little brat.

What a pitiful little brat.

Apparently you haven't made it until you've had a duck-face picture with Sierra (sister). I guess this was Phoebe's 15 minutes of fame.

Apparently you haven’t made it until you’ve had a duck-face picture with Sierra (sister). I guess this was Phoebe’s 15 minutes of fame.

So there you have it, the rest of the Fittin family as it stand currently. I know people say that once you have kids you kind of forget about the dogs, but I genuinely don’t see this happening with us. We treat them like children already, and our kids will most definitely grow up to be dog people.