Sunday, June 15, 2008

Doggone It

Now where'd she go? Life has been a mix of poodle-mix and work and child and sweltering heat and springtime rain and here we are in June already. Where'd May go?

I told you so. I told you so. I told you so.

Feel free.

Life with a dog is super wicked hard and this dog in particular has a problem. She doesn't like small children. So now I have a problem and it's wrapped in blonde fur with brown eye bows and a cotton tail. Lambchop has bonded to me in a way that belies the past abuse it's pretty clear she's suffered. I am her savior. I could take food out of her mouth. I could share her favorite bone. I could wipe her tushy with a paper towel, and have had to. She only looks at me with her poodle-mix eyes and waits through the indignity. But small children scare her and bring out some inner wild beast. She barks and lunges for them teeth flaring.

This means Bets and our seven and three year old upstairs neighbors are enemies, threats and this of course also means Lambchop has to go, which breaks my heart. I am determined to find her a new home rather than put her in a shelter. In the meantime she lives in a crate in the dining room when Bets is about. When Bets is out, Lambchop can roam free. This weekend Betsy and Faith are in Chicago. Lambchop happily lies at my feet and gives me kisses, takes walks on the leash, wags her little cotton tail.

If Lambchop is free of her intestinal parasite she can be fostered by Poodle Rescue. They have made a space for her. Thank you Poodle Rescue, thank you. I just have to take a doody in tomorrow to be checked. If we're coccidia free, Lambchop leaves. Talk about bittersweet. Talk about heartwrenching.

I tell myself I fostered a dog, saved her from fleas and the kill shelters of the south. I tell myself I did a good thing. But such a month it's been. And this poor little abused dog. Why do people abuse dogs? Why do they abuse other people? Why are some folks so gosh darn f--

But none of this compares with Lucy who had a coyote in her house today! After hearing a plaintiff howling from her porch, the kind of howling that causes you to look deep inside your soul and contemplate life and death, Lucy stepped outside to find a funny looking dog howling and eyeballing her kitty. The odd dog left the porch when Lucy went out but then the kitty - in an act of incredibly poor judgment - went after the funny looking dog and a big old fur-flying brawl ensued. Lucy - it must have been judgment free Sunday - jumped in to rescue the kitty, and managed to scoop the cat into her arms. But as she opened the door to her house the funny-looking dog forced its way in where he or she freaked as if never having been inside before. The cat took off, Lucy tried to nudge the dog (no collar, no social sense) out the door. Somehow it left. Lucy at first assumed it was her neighbor's ill-mannered dog come a calling until that same neighbor said no her dog is small and by the way she thought saw a coyote on the block today.

All this in the city of Boston, within city limits. It's like rural America or 1864.

There's a great article on parenting in today's NYT Sunday Magazine.

It's GLBT pride month.

Betsy has graduated kindergarten and is officially a first-grader.

I'm about to be dog-free again and doggone it I'm relieved.

Lucy has been advised not to let any more coyotes into her house.

I'd say it's time to move to Manhattan.

9 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

What a story! We've missed you.
You might want to consider a llama for your next pet- I hear they are very good at protecting the flock (Lucy and the kitty, in your case) from coyotes.
Really.
Plus they're really soft.

Karen said...

This has nothing to do with poor sweet Lambchop, but I have been reading your blog since your days on Parents. I was researching family on the internet and, low and behold, I found an article on my mother's cousin--that you wrote! I thought it was a crazy coincidence and had to share!!

Are You My Mothers said...

Who is your mother's cousin? Very curious...

Karen said...

http://www.ecnnews.com/cgi-bin/15/bt06etstory.pl?-sec-bt06+bapplicrnr.ss-bt
We call him Butchie =)

Karen said...

That didn't post the right link, but his name is John Lozowski.

Sara said...

harlie is being very modest- she was quoted in the NYTimes.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/15/magazine/15parenting-t.html?_r=1&oref=slogin

jlloyd said...

finally finishing the sunday times...nice article and liked how they thought of looking at different familes! Thank you for putting yourself out there (again and again)!

Anonymous said...

did i not say..do u really want to break a dog into the mix. The only mix worth having is cake mix!!!!

Banana and Cheese said...

Kind of off-topic (but maybe not)--my friend and I have just launched a kid-friendly website:
http://www.bananaandcheese.com/

It's about my cats and their family (yes, we're lesbians!). Eventually, we would like to publish a children's book, but for right now are having fun with the blog.
Please check it out. If you like it, please tell your friends!
Thanks.
Gale