July 9, 2011
We’re now in Month Two of Doggledom. I’m like a proud mama who can’t stop bragging on her child, even though he’s odd and slightly bratty.
He doesn’t bark, except twice at mailmen, and one muted w–oof! at PiC the other night when he was sooo excited about … I think … getting mocked about being excited? That last was the first time I’d ever heard him bark. Excitement for all!
He hangs out with us all the time, quietly, and mostly in a silly half-needy, half-but-it’s-ok-if-you-ignore-me kind of way. Underfoot as close as you can get, but mutually ignoring.
He loves to follow an inch behind you when you’re trying to Swiffer; double points if he manages to predict the direction you were going to turn and gets in the way. He’s really good at this game.
We discovered there are actually two treats he really enjoys, out of all the treats that we’ve offered, so much so that he’s now showing emotion beyond the staid ear perks and ear-downing of happy. He also gets very very conflicted when offered the choice between a walk and the treat.
Doggle’s thought process (Lots of running around involved): Treat? Walk? Treat? Walk? Treat ON walk? No? Finish treat, then walk? No? Walk now? Treat ON walk? No again? Walk now now? *drops treat* Auuughhhh nooooo don’t leave me I’m coo-mm–in–gg!!
Unfortunately, he’s not just camera-shy, he’s kind of camera-angry. Camera-resentful? Takes after his mom that way. If he sees the camera come out, he walks away from you with an eye pip cocked.
How dare you? his gait says. He hears a click that might be a camera? Head snaps up, eyes gleam with a balefulness that makes you apologize before you’ve even hidden the evidence. Because you want to hide the evidence.But at the same time, he’s the gentlest, most tolerant soul I’ve seen for an older dog with a hidden past.Children of all ages and sizes don’t faze him, car rides of any length don’t either, any multiplicity of other dogs make him cheerful. Strangers will use him as a training tool for their puppies. Seriously. We’ll be eating outdoors somewhere, and someone will use the fact that he’s completely calm and unmoved to train their yapping, flippy-outty, over-excited baby dogs to “calm,” “sit,” “it’s ok,” right in front of him.
You know he doesn’t actually necessarily love it when I bear-hug him, but he lets me anyway. (He would prefer it if I’d stop, probably. Not gonna happen.) He’s definitely got some Happy Place in his head and he’s a perma-resident.
After regaling my oldest friends with stories of his depression during our weekend without PiC, his clear designation of PiC as the alpha or his favorite, doesn’t like my walks so will go to PiC if I hold the leash, one of them asked: How does it feel to be rejected by your own dog? *snicker*
Better ask PiC how it feels to be Doggle’s BESTEST FRIEND EVAR. He didn’t think there was a possibility that the Doggle would choose him!
He’s a love, though, and comes to me for quiet company.
Word to the wise: The dental chews from Costco reek to high heaven. But Doggle, who again, barely showed registered emotion on a normal scale for the past year and then some about anything was ecstatic about them. He’s even now voluntarily sitting at random times, possibly hoping for a treat. Or a walk. We can’t tell, but it’s pretty funny. There’s hope this old dog is learning us new tricks yet. 😉
Ed Note: I forgot to mention, you know how I know he likes me? Even if PiC is his favorite? He lets me alligator face him. 🙂 You know. Put my hands under his chin and push up so he has the fattest-looking alligatorey, beestung face ever. He just squidges his eyes shut and goes with it. Love. This. Guy!
June 11, 2011
I feel like we’ve had our Doggle for ages. In reality, it’s only been a few weeks so it’s a good time to see for the best to start counting up the first month costs to see the damages in stark bleeding red. Just in case anyone was under any illusions about how “fun” and “exciting” and “easy” it would be to adopt a pet. 😉
Our tab started at $290 from the gate, and that was before any creature comforts for our new beloved beastie.
With that in mind, and my off the cuff refusal to spend $500 in the first month of dog ownership, my (insane) quest was to gather all the most needed things on the list for under $100 since we still had to visit the vet, he had some meds to continue, and a license to obtain.
We were lucky that he’s generally so low maintenance in the daily-occupation department. He hasn’t been a toy-loving pup, he’s uniformly ignored them at his foster mum’s for the past several months and other dog companionship isn’t terribly important to him either. I don’t have to feel guilty that he’s not getting a sibling any time soon! Turns out, dog stuff has gotten much more expensive since I last shopped for it.
The list of Stuff:
1. A bed: he squished the life out of a gifted bed with all his huffy-puffy flopping (see below) so he needed a secondary.
2. 2 1 leashes (I normally keep a backup and he’s still learning leash manners so we may eventually own 2. Will just buy one for now). $20, plus tax
3. A secondary collar for training, $21, plus tax
4. Food, $30
5. A car hammock, the interim solution instead of a new car. $40, plus tax
6. Food and water bowls. $30, elevated bowls as he’s an older, taller dog
7. Shampoo
8. Comb & Brush. $19
9. A tie down $18
Total: $250
That’s a pretty spectacular fail on the budgeting front. Economizing on the really little things, we don’t actually need a second leash – he’s a puller but not out of control. He had a grooming right before we picked him up so I opted out of buying shampoo, I’ll be brushing him out regularly and since PiC really doesn’t want his fur stopping up the drains (he’s got some mega-thick fur that clumps) and we don’t have a yard, we’ll be bathing him at the local Pet Food Expresses. Oh. Yes.
Baths: $45 for 4.
By the by, my pricematching reveals that Amazon is failing spectacularly where it was once brilliant at undercutting the B&M retailers on many of these items.
His visit to the vet included an exam, baseline bloodwork because of some previous history, medications, vaccinations, treatment and came out to: $250.
Three weeks in, and we’ve clocked $835 on the dog cost meter. We still have licensing to go but that won’t be more than $36. If PiC was unconvinced before about my setting the emergency and maintenance fund at a $5,000 minimum, he’s come over now. I’m about to kick that up to $10,000 at this rate!
Because this guy is older, and has had at least one questionable bit of medical history, he’s more prone to the age-related illnesses. The visit was only up about $80 due to the medical history and not really an age thing, though, any dog with Of course, we are already ridiculously attached to him, and it makes sense to set aside a huge e-fund for him. I’m not willing to make serious medical decisions based solely on finances.
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As to the Doggle himself, he’s been a hoot. He’s been with us visiting family and friends, north and south, and he’s been coming out of his shell with each step. The lucky fella was gifted a bed and bag of goodies on his first day home by our fellow dog loving blogger friends and he’s slowly deciding that chewies are good times. But already he’s getting curfewed – no chewies after 10 pm.
He’s trying to train us, particularly his Alpha human, that packs must always travel together and therefore bedtime is the same for everyone. Safety issue, perhaps?
He’ll go stare at PiC, wagging his tail slowly, a grin on his face, turn and pace to bed, whoomp into his bed. Wait fifteen seconds to see if it worked. PiC doesn’t appear? Repeat. Over and over and over … and over. Night after night, he tries to wheedle PiC to conformity. This tactic literally smooshes the stuffing out of his beds. (And does not work as PiC is not trainable.)
It’s entertaining because he doesn’t whine, bark, growl or otherwise vocalize frustration. Just whoomps wherever he’s making his stand. He’s pretty great all around, truth be told, mostly quiet, though almost puppy-like on occasion when he catches a scent or sees a smaller dog he’d really like to meet. Good with strangers, people or canine, he’s like a cat during the day, hanging out while we work and morphs back to a goofy dog, loping over pleased as punch to see us when we come home at night. He was definitely not a fan of the air dryer when we bathed him and probably not so much of being washed in loads of soapy water for fifteen minutes either but he still let us do our thing without making any real fuss.
I’ve been evil ear lady since he came home, and though he almost matches me pound for pound, I can basically – under protest – clean and medicate his ear solo. We wrassle, but I still get the job done between an iron grip and a strategically broken up Pupperoni stick.
It’s been a huge change working our lives around his needs. His routine is our new routine, he has to go out twice a day because we have no yard, and we are learning how to live with a new family member whose needs we have to plan around. But to be perfectly honest, he’s been well worth it. Even if we do Swiffer three times a day now. 😉
March 28, 2011
Last year, I’d started a couple SmartyPig Goals mostly to take advantage of their slightly higher than ING/Citi interest rates, and because I wanted to give their cash out options a whirl.
They offer the following withdrawal options:
A: redeem all the cash, transferring principal and interest, directly into your bank account;
B: redeem your entire goal into a gift card retailer that has partnered with SmartyPig which gives you between 2-11% cash back to your account
C: loading the cash on a SmartyPig Cash Rewards Card
D: Combination of the above.
When time came to smash open the Travel piggy bank, I did so with great aplomb recently to fund our upcoming Thailand trip.
At first, I only intended to go with Option A, but got greedy and decided to do a combination of A and B. Knowing that I may well need a new business suit in the next year or so, I “stole” $200 for Banana Republic gift cards which nets 10% cash back, and another $200 for Amazon gift cards which earned 3% cash back. Neither set of gift cards may be spent anytime soon; locking hard-earned cash into store currency is only a smart move if that currency is then combined with stellar deals when the purchase is an actual need, not just a want.
In the meantime, the cash will be paid back to the travel fund from the expense fund since we maintain a strict separation of fun and seriousity around here.
June 8, 2010
…if you haven’t got your health, you haven’t got anything…
The Princess Bride
It’s a sad fact of life that sometimes you make choices and compromises heretofore unthought of in pursuit of better health. Some of them aren’t a big deal: it’s just that you have to exercise in the mornings, instead of evenings lest you lie restless all night, or you have to mind this one stretch or that other warm-up because it makes your elbow go wonky.
Sometimes it’s a very big deal.
Sometimes, you choose between eating dinner or taking a hot bath because you’re in too much pain to eat and properly rest. You forgo a dream career path because it’s too highly physical for 4-6 years of professional schooling before you can choose to specialize in an area that’s less physically demanding. (You wouldn’t last a week.)
You’ll become limited to adopting small dogs because in an emergency, you wouldn’t be able to carry the bigger dog to the vet or away from harm’s way. You probably wouldn’t believe the number of people who call, frantic, about their sick dog they can’t carry to the vet’s and there’s nothing a vet can do over the phone for you. It’s a very real concern.
There are all kinds of compromises that are made when your good health can no longer be taken for granted, when the good days are so rare as to be cherished, defined as “only a few parts of me really hurt right now.”
Danielle knows what I’m talking about. Abby knows what I’m talking about. Nicole talked about the costs of health maintenance. Many others deal with health issues, minor to life-threatening. Many of them have noted that a significant part of the choices you make when a firm, fit and ready-to-go body isn’t what you see in the mirror, involves money.
What you spend your money on is highly influenced by your state of mind which is heavily informed by the state of your body.
These days, I haven’t eked out the time to find a new doctor, so I’m spending time and money (and feeling guilty to boot) in a nearly perpetual-drought state on hot baths in order to keep functioning. Next week, it’ll be therapeutic massages to keep me mobile, and maybe alternative medicine. Who knows what ten years down the road might bring?
All the more reason to become as financially stable as possible while I can make hay. You know, while the sun shines and all that.
I look forward to living pain-free someday but hope for the best and plan for the worst, guys. I’ll keep on saving and investing until I can do no more.
If nothing else, there are days where I can walk a straight line and I stop, breathe and think, I’m so grateful that I am walking without searing pain right this moment. I know it can and will change, but right here, right now, I’m grateful.
Take care of your health, friends, as best you can with what you’ve got.
May 17, 2010
Crystal of Budgeting in the Fun Stuff and Simple Life in France recently imagined their lives without debt. Having spent a full quarter of my life in the state of debt repayment, I’d like to point out some potential lingering effects you might observe after you bid adieu to your personal interest-sucking leech.
Facial tics: when people who brag about taking on unnecessary debt. As witness, Jersey Mom’s overheard conversation by the Woman Who Wants to Wear Her House.
More severe side effects may include the barely suppressed urge to slap the person in question, or a totally reasonable rage.
Ulcers: when a loved one reveals plans to embark on a fantastic unfunded business venture. Without funding. Or a business plan. Or an exit plan. Or anything except blind optimism.
Migraines: when you discover someone deep in debt or without sufficient cash flow has purchased Yet Another Gadget.
I take a few pills of Mind Yer Own Derned Business every morning now, to offset those ingrained reactions. That and a pair of earplugs means much less stress and (verbal) slappin’ all around, at least for the people I’m not related to.
Do these sound familiar to anyone or is it just me?
May 10, 2010
Since I have such major savings targets, I’ve morphed into a bit of a tightwad. (More than usual, yes.) And with the $5K/5K Challenge on now, I’m even more motivated to avoid unnecessary spending.
My iPhone cover is giving up the ghost.
I’m considering checking to see if they’ll do a partial replacement or just going without for a while because this cost $30 when I bought the iSkin revo two years ago. The visor is essential because if I’m using the phone without, there’s a 90% chance I’ll touch the screen and mute/hang up/do something else unintentionally. I’d rather not spend anything I don’t absolutely have to until I’ve regained some savings ground. Rechecking the site, the whole thing costs $20 now. Miiight be worth it.
I know I said I’d stop buying clothes, but does that include underthings?
I rather need a small round of replacements. Or is that a want? Hmm. Either way, I don’t want to spend the money. A single good quality bra that doesn’t fall apart is between $60-70. Or at least all my regular bras that cost less than $20 are in tatters. Just don’t want to spend that kind of money.
The netbook of my dreams starts at $1300.
It makes the $250 “sale” look like an incredible bargain. Again, holding back the credit card.
Shoes.
I hate shoe shopping. But I’ve about worn a hole into the soles of my Kate & Kelly flats because I walk everydangwhere to, at, and from work. I liked walking before but I dread it now that I’m in the company of people who think nothing of trotting (aka demon speedwalking) nearly 2 miles one way to catch their transportation. And then think I should come with them for business dinners. At this rate, I’m just going to have to wear sneakers with business trousers and that just looks wrong.
Another attempt at the Holy Grail bag, partial Fail.
I DID spend $38 on a new bag from Etsy. The order might have gone in on April, but I gotta pay the bill whenever the credit card comes due.
My beloved expensive leather bag that’s butter-soft, got all the pockets I need, and eminently waterproof weighs in at more than three pounds. After it’s loaded up, it’s unmanageably heavy and has been causing serious back and neck pain. I’ve picked out a new lightweight shoulder/cross body bag to get me through until I find a winter option. I hate having too many bags but it doesn’t make sense to destroy my body for the sake of money.
Since these are discretionary purchases, opting to wait is not cheating. What are you saying “not yet” to these days?
March 5, 2010
A common side effect of nomadism is that you’ve got to have online management down to a science. And that’s not usually a problem since I switched to Paperless Statements and Online Bill Payments eons ago. It is a problem when accounts just don’t show up at all!
My Chase Business checking, which I’ll admit was opened 60% for the account bonus and 40% for the actual account, disappeared from the Accounts page and I couldn’t say when I last saw it. This occurred to me when I was triple-checking my documents in preparation for dealing with income taxes. There was a small payment made through that account and for the life of me, I couldn’t find the electronic record of the transaction or the account.
Two phone calls and 20 minutes later, I discovered that instead of imposing monthly inactivity fees, Chase just closes these accounts without activity after 45 days!
Well then. I suppose it’s better than having to argue my way out of another fee (for my failure to read fine print, it seems), but no mention was made of this when I first opened the account and I had specifically asked about any inactivity or minimum balance penalties.
This isn’t a major imposition for me since I got my opening bonus and didn’t end up needing the account as much as I thought, but be careful!
Read your fine print, and make sure you know what’s going to happen to your bank accounts, credit cards, and other financial accounts when they’re over or under utilized.
I’m not the only one this has happened to, ChiTown of Windy City Blues lost her checking account as well.