Yesterday was an exhausting day - not only did I sleep only three and a half hours, had a fitting again (CI fitting), but we also brought home the newest member of our little family - Mia.
Mia is a dog, she is a mixture of Labrador and Boxer. I won't bother with detailed descriuption, but suffice to say, when Mum has seen her online, (February the 14th, ironically,), she immediatelly fallen in love with the furball. If I hadn't been asleep at the time, she would undoubtedly woke me up and tell me "I found her.".
Last year we had to euthanize our German Shepherd dog Sani - he lived 13 years, unusually long for his species (usually, they live to 10 years), and Mum was heartbroken. I admit, I didn't know how much I missed Sani until one furry tornado called Mia practically skeddadled in my day and thus in my life.
She is 1 year old, energetic and very, very affectionate. We will have to build rapport between the two of us still, and it seems we will have to teach her that cats are acceptable family members too /sigh, sweatdropping/, because Riki had freaked out when Mia fearlessly advanced at him. It would have been funny, because it proved that the old rivalry between the cats and dogs indeed does exist - or at least cats dislike dogs, and dogs are too curious for their own good, so it was good mum had her tightly leashed. Riki apparently didn't think that his sole reign of the house and surrounding domain would be challenged so fast, because Sani was very humble. Mia.... well, she isn't. But Riki having his fur standing upward was a sigh to behold, especially when he is one orange puffball. I really wish I could have photographed him then.
Riki's sentiments were shared by Dad, because he wasn't very happy we got Mia in without his approval, even if she's schooled and whatnot, as for my brother, I am very curious what would he say. Entire operation was like guerrilla - it's happening, but you don't know it happened until you are ambushed, and Dad dislikes suchlike ambushes.
Mia was very good while drive - I swear, if I hadn't known better, Sani behaved as if he had a motion sickness, whining and all, but Mia bore it stoically. It can easily fool you into thinking she is complacent, but when she comes out, she is a whirling dervish of energy, and she likes countryside. She is in a treat when Mum will begin taking her to woods, but for now, we are more more or less confined to the house's surroundings and plains.
When we visited her - the navigation to the house was a murder, I will definitely badger my brother in showing me how to deal with GPS on my phone - I didn't expect we would take her home. Certainly, I knew my Mum had her heart set on her, so I took her claims- if we will like each other she will go with us today - for a hot air, so when it happened, I was very surprised, but well, it seems Mia chose us. She liked Mum for her treats, and she practically skedaddled to me to greet me and get a belly rub. (She is in love with belly rubbing - it's her weak point, besides right ear scratching). It was only half an hour - probably, and the next thing I knew was we were in car, Mia in the back and we were driving home. And I have to admit, she did wonders for Mum's temperament - thanks for dogs, for they cause Mum changing from angry dragoness to a sweet kitten, temper-wise. Really.
So, I can look forward to the ten years or more of walks, trials and errors and so on and so forth. More, if we will be lucky, because death, in the end, comes for us all. But until she does, we will at least have fun.
And such is the beginning of the next doggy chapter in my life, nicknamed 'Tornado Mia'.
PS: Have a new desk lamp because the old one died on me. it also caused me to clean the desk, and wow, is that a change now .../fascinated/. Seems my desk is big enough for me to work, but it's always like this, when you clear it.
PPS: Have a date with Mia today to tire her out. Wish me luck!
Eirenei
PPPS: Wow. My brother named her a 'second wii'. That's as good as acceptance... reluctant acceptance, but acceptance nonetheless... and he has kinder eyes. Mia is apparently good for us.
PPPS: Currently I am frustrated as hell. My walk with Mia was both good and disappointing - good because she marginally obeys my commands, but bad, because she tries to lead, loves chewing things and she got a fixation with moles. /groans, face palming/. She is not concentrated on me as she should be - sure, she obey commands, but she doesn't take me seriously. It is enough to make me mad!
Walking was a mixture of success and failure - success because I got her to walk beside me, and failure when she dragged me or walked in front of me. I admit, I am mostly a doormat for my family, but hells bells, I don't have any intentions of being a dog's doormat! She obeys when I call her, but I have to trick her, like I am going somewhere. I don't know how to deal with mole-seeking of hers yet. However, it's only a first day and I will get better... only having to read and gett o know her more. And tire her more! /growls/ So, I will have a pow-wow with my Mum to get the wheels rolling so we will teach her the same and whatnot.
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