daisy got her first taste of scorpion love two nights ago. she was sniffing around in the backyard, when she recoiled and started shaking her head like she sniffed something foul. then she went back and did the same thing. it was dark and i didn’t know what was down there, so i grabbed her and pulled her back. for all i knew, it could have been a baby rattler. i saw a strange shape slowly walk away from us.

i took daisy in the house and grabbed a flashlight. i spent a few minutes locating the creature and then i pounded it with a rock. it was only about an inch long, but it was looking at me funny. hopefully, i sent a message to the bark scorpion community not to try entering our house.

last night, we found one of these guys on the back porch. i haven’t seen a stick bug up close before. it was pretty cool. i left it alone, because it didn’t try to sting or bite me when i picked it up.

also, be careful when cleaning out a 50 year-old dishwasher. it just may decide to take a chunk out of your finger. then your harry potter band aids will get so soaked with blood, you’ll have to throw them away!

after finally finding the camera connector cable, i was able to upload all the photos to my buzznet. these include:

• doggie pictures
• camping pictures
• house pictures

enjoy.

well, last night was like having a little baby. waking up and dealing with poop or vomit every three hours. the aftermath of having her lady parts removed is pretty devastating, i guess.

she’s been good this morning. eating a little bit, drinking a lot. she was sniffing around after drinking, so i brought her outside in case she had to pee. she went over to the corner and started digging a little hole under a bush. i didn’t feel like stopping her since she wasn’t doing any real damage. i went to get something for a second and when i came back i noticed there was puke in the hole. i went to get a little trowel to fill in the hole, and when i got back she was pushing the dirt back in with her nose. i couldn’t believe how polite she was. this is an awesome dog.

i picked her up at the spay/neuter clinic around 4:15. she was ready to go. i put her purple color on and put her in the front seat with me. on the drive home, i told her about how her life was about to get a whole lot better and that we weren’t going to abandon her ever.

she was scared to come into the house at first, but i coaxed her with a treat. we let her explore and then we brought her outside and she pooped like she’d never pooped before. it almost brought tears to my eyes. i wanted to take pictures and be like “see, this is our doggie’s first poops.” but then i felt retarded and decided it was a bad idea.

i went to the store to get some pizzas for dinner and some dog food for when she starts eating again. buying dog food is kind of a pain in the ass when you don’t know what to get. i got a bag of dog chow because it was on sale. i wanted to get something for puppies since she is only 9 months, but i really had no idea what to get. we’ll probably go to costco and get a giant bag of something.

we returned from camping today. it was cold up there in the mountains. we had a great time anyway, just had to wear a lot of pants. it’s still funny to me that mid-60s weather is now “pants weather.” i love the heat.

when we got home, we decided to check out the local humane society with the intention of picking out a suitable canine companion. we’ve been wanting a dog for a while and now with a big house with a big backyard, we can make our dream a reality.

now, it wasn’t the intention necessarily to go home with a dog today, but we weren’t against the idea if we found the right one. we walked up and down the kennel corridor for about 5 minutes, not really seeing any dogs that just jumped out at us (except for the chihuahua named “paco.” he was frickin’ awesome.)

we were about ready to leave when we saw this little curled up mass of black fur. she came to the chain-link gate and started nibbling on my fingers. she seemed pretty active and crazy, so we decided to have a close encounter. they allowed us to take her outside and walk around. immediately, she calmed down. she followed us and walked quite well on the leash. when it came time to go back to sign the adoption papers, she didn’t want to go back. and who would want to go to a cold cage with barking dogs all around? they have to spay her and then we pick her up tomorrow at 4pm.

and you can be certain that if she poops in the shower, we’re not going to send her back to russia.