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Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Home Alone

From the moment I touched down at Logan on Friday night, I was looking forward to Monday.  On Monday, I would be home alone.  I fantasized about taking a long walk and shedding those extra LB's that I had worked so hard to gain on the cruise.  I actually looked forward to catching up with the laundry and straightening out the house.  I was anxious to get a few blogs written and having some quality time with Chowdah.

Not me but wish it was.

My #2 flew home with us on Friday evening and left early Sunday morning.  Guess she had enough family time.  If she said it once, she has said it a thousand times how well behaved Chowdah was.  The Mister and I were shocked too.  I thought that maybe 2 weeks at puppy camp wore him out.  The Mister, aka the eternal optimist, thought that our Chowdah had "matured." 

We have a gate up in the kitchen to keep Chowdah confined to the kitchen, pantries and his boudoir, the laundry room.  The reasons for the gate are too numerous to mention.  We have taken up and stored all of our throw rugs because Chowdah adopts them as either his potty or a chew toy.

So on Sunday, the Mister said that we should take down the gate and see how it goes this week.  In our house, this is as big event as the Berlin Wall. 

Monday morning was clear and crisp.  I woke to my favorite coffee brewing.  My jet lag was a distant memory.  I let Chow out and sat at my computer.  About 30 minutes later, I heard the familiar "Chow yelp" and I let him in.  He came right over and gave me a big kiss on the knee.  I went over to the gate and folded it closed.  It was time.   

Chowdah sat there a couple of minutes and meandered down the hallway.  I continued to work on sorting my pics.  After about 10 minutes I walked down the hall to the den.  On my way, the most gawdawful stench invaded my nasal passages.  I walked in to see Chowdah's guilty grin and diarrhea all over my beautiful rug.  What is with this dog?  I think he thinks he's too good to "go" on the wood floor. 

At the risk of losing readers, I decided against pictures.

One of the millions of drawbacks of having an old house is that only about 40 percent of the windows can be opened.  The rest are stuck and have been since Abe was President.  

I immediately jumped into action.  This was not my first rodeo.  I grabbed Chow and put him outside.  I cleaned it all up taking breaks to get my dry heaves under control.  I disposed of the clean-up in the bathroom closest to the crime scene.  I flushed the toilet with vigor and before I knew it, the damn thing was overflowing.

I searched the house for the plunger.  I wished I had a gas mask.  I decided to include one on my Christmas list.  I started heaving again.  I hate to admit it, but I had a brief thought about how many pounds I would lose if I threw up.  I knew it wasn't enough to make up for my caloric sins of the past two weeks.

Chow said that he could use one too.

Finally, I got everything cleaned up.  I couldn't wait to take a shower and went to find Chowdah in the yard.  He was on the porch gnawing at a large box that was set out to be picked up by UPS that afternoon. Before Chow knew it, he was sitting in the laundry room in time-out.


About 20 minutes later, Sista called.

          Sista:  Did you see Facebook this morning?
             Me:  No, I've been a little pressed for time.

          Sista:  (sinister laugh) You're not gonna like it!!

            Me:  Did you put a picture on of me looking fat?


            Me:  NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Happy Tuesday!


Preppy Empty Nester
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  1. Anyone with a dog knows exactly the stench you speak of! Even the best behaved pups get upset tummies and for some reason head to the best rug in the house. I think they think all that pattern and design in the rug will just camouflage the evidence. We have two doodles now, but before them we had a two hundred pound Saint do the math!

    School started yesterday for my only daughter left at home and although I didn't want her senior year to actually begin, nor the homework - I really was looking forward to just being home alone and doing my own thing. I am so ready to getting everything in our house back into its rightful place.

  2. First I gagged and then I laughed! Congrats Katie on jobs well done! (Especially loved the description of your final nominee.)

  3. PS just realized there are no ice cubes in your water. I'm afraid a do over is in order 😘

  4. We have a dog that still thinks he is a puppy and full of energy. Outside we have the invisible dog fence & recently installed the inside dog fence to keep him in his designated area. Good bye gates....yeah!! Here is the link to what we used from Lowe's:

  5. Oh had your hands and your nostrils full. Poor Chowdah...just when you thought he was done with the training pants.

  6. OMG...the worst part about having a dog!!! I was gagging and dry heaving along with you. We were actually just talking about this yesterday as #2's boyfriends family have a new pup...who has "issues" like Chow. LOL EWWWWW!!!

  7. Ice, baby Ice.
    please write a book. I laugh and I cry at every post.

  8. Hi Katie,
    Just found your blog via the enchanted home.
    Love your writing and love your sense of humour - and love Boston (number 1 Snowdrop at college there)
    Looking forward to looking back through past posts and keeping up with future ones too.
    Hope you have a lovely week,
    Liz x

  9. YIKES!!! Not exactly the "home alone" Monday you imagined, eh? Sorry about the mess(es) from the rascally Chowdah but you crushed it in the ALS Challenge! So, so glad to have you back!!!

  10. It's nice to be home alone with the puppy - except for when it all goes wrong :-)
    Funny story Katie!

  11. Welcome home, Katie! We missed you. Sorry for what you went through but it did make good blog material! Great job on the ALS Challenge.

  12. You are the funniest gal i know. And your sis did not use ice. And I bet if you did it to the pup (to stand in your place) - he might learn you are serious!

    (Okay just kidding), I want to see you do it.

  13. Hi! Missed you.....hope the trrip was fun??? Good to have you back, I am crazy busy this week but trying to pop in here and funny about Chowdah, well not that funny but it is the way you told it..he is a naughty boy!!!!! I think he was showing you that he thinks he is boss!
    Good for you for taking the challenge and remaining cool as a cucumber:)

  14. Hi Katie, it's Cathy from NJ. Welcome back! I must tell you, I so missed hearing from you while you were away. Honestly! Seeing you back in my inbox was a delight. My dog is 11 now but severe allergies keep her licking and scratching (peeU!) and she tends to develop the most awful smelling ear infections. Some days I'd swear she was packing a wheel of aged provolone under each floppy ear. By the way, to keep her out of certain rooms, we've blocked access using wrought iron fireplace gates. Only wish I had as many fireplaces as my gate count would indicate! Enjoy the day!

  15. That was your adventures for Monday?!? Have mercy......Welcome home:)

  16. Poor he feeling better? And, poor you...I remember those days with puppies. Your video is a classic...well done, my friend! xoxo


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