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| 10/6/22 |
As of October 6th,
Kuma has been my housemate for an entire year, and I cannot begin to express
the love, joy, and fun, as well as the annoyances he’s brought into my life. I
wouldn’t trade him for anything and am hoping that my life ends with him curled
up against my back.
I’ve
written previous blogs about this wondrous puppy…I know he’s a dog, but he’ll
always be puppy to me…but in the off chance I left something out, I’m going to
sing his praises once again because that makes me happy.
First, Kuma is
a terrible nag and he does it without saying a word or even barking. I’ve been
amazed at how he has adjusted to a schedule and how much having it change seems
to annoy him…and me. For instance, in
the morning, he’s up and down off the bed at 6:30 am until I indicate I’m awake
and getting up. Then he has to lick as much of me as he can reach and encourage
me to pet him by taking my hand in his mouth. Then, once I’ve had my coffee and
7:30 am is nigh, he comes to the side of the couch and stares intently into my
eyes until I get up and get moving, i.e., do my exercises. That’s his signal to
get into his chair where he remains until I change rooms. Then he moves to the
hallway outside the bedroom door. He waits there until I reach my last exercise
and then he jumps onto the bed because he knows when I finish that one, I’ll
lay on him and give him a full body hug, scratch, pet all while telling him
what a wonderful Cutsie Putsie Puppy he is.
When we went to
the ocean last month, my son advised me to make sure Kuma was wearing his tags
and remained on a leash…how much fun is that??? Yes, he wore his collar, but I
let him off leash so he could run as fast as the wind up and down the beach. No
matter where he ended up, I would always see him looking to check where I was
and he always returned.
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Just recently, for
what I thought was Kuma’s benefit, I made some furniture location changes and he
has yet to totally adjust. Since the dining room chair with arms was really too
small, I made my dining room table as small as possible with only four chairs.
I moved the chairs with arms into a bedroom. Then, I moved the papasan chair from
the back corner of the living room to the dining room in front of the fireplace.
I also moved Kuma’s crate into the garage since I no longer confine him there
when I leave the house. About the only time he’d go into the crate was when
people came to visit. Since that doesn’t happen often, I can put him in the
laundry room for that purpose.
The first day
this was implemented, Kuma walked throughout the house looking for “his” chair,
or that’s what I assumed he was doing. When he received his breakfast treat, he
turned from me and went to jump into his papasan chair which was no longer in
its usual location. He looked a bit sad and confused and lay upon the rug to
eat his treat. Over a week later, he’s finally becoming accustomed to the
changes.
I put a nice
very soft turquoise blanket over the papasan chair. It is like the ones I used
to put in his crate. For some reason, the fabric these blankets are made of
encourages Kuma to chew, chew, chew. Every blanket he’s had has been chewed
into tatters and it appears the turquoise one is going that way as well. I don’t
know if it feels good in his mouth or if he can’t stand it against his fur. He doesn’t eat it, so I end up picking up
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Chewing Away
Somehow, I
began a very bad habit without thinking about it. I bought Kuma those yak bones
because he loves to chew. Since they are kind of long, I initially held it
while Kuma chewed. It didn’t take him long to figure out my holding the
boney-bone was greatly preferable to holding it with his own paws. He even
wants me to hold them when they become small and there might be a tendency for
him to bite me. My son suggested I get a glove that would allow me to hold the
boney-bone without getting bit…not sure I’m going to spoil Kuma quite that
much.
When I’m at
work in the garden, Kuma has always done his best to get in my way. I finally
found something that will keep him occupied for at least an hour or so. I was
with a friend when she bought frozen beef bones for her dog. I bought a package
as well and Kuma loves them. I give him a frozen one and it takes a bit of time
before the marrow is gone and any fleshy remnants have been chewed off. Of
course, he then wants me to throw it or hold it while he continues to chew, so
I have to get my gardening done quickly.
As I reported
some time ago, a loving anonymous reader sent me a product called Pet Corrector. When you
press the button compressed air comes out and makes a noise. Kuma doesn’t like
it. Now I don’t usually have to even
pickup the container. A simple, stern “NO BARK” has him getting off the
couch and taking refuge in the chair across the room. There, he continues to
make soft barks/growls as if to let me know, “Fine, I won’t lean into the
window and bark loudly, but you can’t make me stop this way over here.” I’m
afraid to try it in the car for fear he’ll make some kind of movement that will
cause me to have an accident. So, he still barks at dogs he sees from the car.
On the trip to
the ocean, Kuma was unbelievably good. Maybe it was because he was with his
friend Chicken, but he didn’t bark at another dog while on or off his leash. Maybe
I need to find a person with a dog with whom we could walk so he doesn’t go
nuts when he sees another dog. I don’t know if that would work, but I hate
being unable to take him places on a leash when he goes nuts at other dogs. Off
leash, he’s fine, doesn’t bark and does his best to get the other dog(s) to interact
with him.
Finally, I’m
probably a horrible pet owner, mainly because I share my food with Kuma. I know
I’m not supposed to give him human food, but Kuma always gets at least a bite
of whatever I’m eating. Amazingly, he loves most vegetables and waits patiently
when I’m making salad for bites of carrot, spinach, tomatoes, cucumbers and
zucchini. He really likes them though once I’ve put feta cheese, avacados and
dressing on the entire salad. I had to laugh the first time I gave him
cucumbers with dressing on them. I thought he ate them, but like some small
child, he licked off the dressing and the cucumber chips somehow ended up
between the cushions of the couch…clever boy, huh. Anyway, I enjoy sharing with
Kuma even though it’s probably bad for him.
I began this
blog post last Friday on the anniversary of Kuma’s coming home and have worked
on it off and on since then. So, I think it’s way past time to put the finished
product out there. Hope you’ve enjoyed.