Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

The Good, Crazy, & Adorable Life of One Havachon Puppy

Daisy Investigates: What’s going on here?

DH enjoys being a DIY guy, and one of the projects he loves most is tile work. That skill has saved us a ton of money when we redid both bathrooms and the kitchen backsplash ourselves. And he’s really good at it.

So one of the reasons it’s taking weeks longer to get all our renovations done is that DH is re-flooring the foyer on weekends, which takes more time, especially since we have other, more fun things on the weekend calendar as well.

When he started it after the painting was done, he had to pull up 50-year-old mismatched, poorly repaired slate, scrape up whatever was holding them in place, and chip away at stuff with sharp, ear-splitting noises – it was that last part that was the last straw for Daisy. But instead of running away from the horrendous sound, she ran toward it and growled at it.

Mommy, did you hear this racket?

Mommy, did you hear this racket?

Look, it's coming from over here!

Look, it’s coming from over here!

He put up plastic tarps like temporary walls covering both access points to prevent as much dust as possible from coming into the rest of the house – a bit still got through, of course, and that stuff is murder to clean up. That was another thing Daisy didn’t approve of – being kept out of the area.

 

Hey, what's this big plastic thing doing up here?

Hey, what’s this big plastic thing doing up here?

Is that Daddy in there? Why is he hiding from me?

Is that Daddy in there? Why is he hiding from me?

Come out, Daddy! I see you in there!

Come out, Daddy! I see you in there!

We’re in the Thursday Barks and Bytes blog hop!

2 Brown Dawgs

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Monday Mischief: Daisy’s Corporate Takeover

Daisy has staged a corporate coup. She has taken over the president/CEO’s chair – literally.

This cushy chair is mine now, and with it I get to boss everyone around.

This cushy chair is mine now, and with it I get to boss everyone around.

Well, the chair of the head of an editing/proofreading company, Proof Positive. DD is the owner/president/CEO, and she brought her cushy office chair home for a while. When she sits in the chair to edit a manuscript, she usually brings Daisy onto the chair with her. There’s lots of space, so Daisy enjoys cuddling on DD’s lap while she works.

Did you call me? I'm in conference now!

Did you call me? I’m in conference now!

I sit on a small office chair next to DD’s, but there’s no room for Daisy. So when DD’s not home, I put Daisy on my lap, pull the big chair up against mine, and Daisy walks onto it.

I love this peep-hole - I can snoop on all my employees!

I love this peep-hole – I can snoop on all my employees!

I don’t think she plans to give it back to DD any time soon!

I don't know why people complain about going to work - this is a breeze!

I don’t know why people complain about going to work – this is a breeze!

We’re part of the Monday Mischief blog hop!

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Oh No! Invaders!

Hi blog buddies, Daisy here, commandeering the blog from Mommy, who has been very negligent about blogging for me. She says that between all the work she’s had lately, the renovations on our house, and looking for new furniture/window treatments/pictures for the walls, the weeks keep slipping by without a new blog going up or reading most of our blog buddies’ blogs.

I say she’s got her priorities wrong.

Anyway, “those people” are invading my house again. I’m sure you’ve all had these invaders around at some time – those guys with tools who go poking around in places my family never pokes around in. All over the house. Everywhere.

The first people were particularly annoying guys because they went into every room. And they made my family turn our house upside down.

My family calls them “electricians”, and apparently they were upgrading the entire house because our fuse box and wiring were so outdated, we were told that we were “sitting on top of a fire”. I don’t know what that means, but by the panicky look on Mommy’s face, I assume it’s not a good thing.

Our fuse box was 50 years out of date, the house wasn’t properly grounded (I really don’t get that – it looks to me like it’s sitting right on the ground….), the whole system was below current code, and there’s aluminum wiring in some outlets and switches that was causing what Mommy called “flickering lights”. I thought it was a fun light show, but it just gave Mommy that panicky look again.

So in July my family emptied out all the furniture that has “stuff” in it and boxed it all up. They unloaded all the bookcases with outlets behind them and there were stacks of books all over the place. All the furniture had to be moved away from the walls, so we now have pathways to get places.

Okay Daddy, I approve of your technique here. You may proceed.

Okay Daddy, I approve of your technique here. You may proceed.

It’s been an upside down wreck around here for two months. Some of the stuff has been put away, but we still have lots of boxes around and furniture that’s not in its right places because the painters came next and the walls had to be clear. Now Daddy’s ripping up the foyer floor and putting down a new one….then the carpet guys have to come…. Will this insanity never end?!

It took the electricians two days to do all they needed to do. It took the painters four days to remove tons of wallpaper and then paint all the rooms Mommy wanted painted. It took Daddy two weekends to remove all the old builder’s floor moldings and put down some nice bigger ones. Who knows how long it’ll take him to do the foyer, since he can only work on it on weekends? Hopefully the carpet guys will be done in a day, but then how long will it take to get all the boxes unpacked?? And what about the furniture delivery guys and the ones who pick up the old furniture??

How long is a pup expected to live like this?!

What’s worse is that every time those invaders come, I have to be kept on leash because I keep barking at them. I wanted to nose around in those little boxes the electricians kept opening up in the walls, but everyone yelled “NO!!” and that’s when the leash came out. How can I supervise if I’m constantly on leash?

I guess I’ll just keep supervising Daddy’s work, he doesn’t seem to mind. :)

We’re part of the Thursday Barks and Bytes blog hop!

2 Brown Dawgs

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Monday Mischief: Daisy’s New Cuddle Buddy

Is it really mischief if it’s cute and sweet?

This morning I heard the sound of something being dragged down the hallway with a happy trot, and I knew Daisy was up to something. I was working on my computer at the dining room table, and I turned around and saw this:

I know I'm not supposed to take clothes from the laundry bin, but....can I just have this? Pleeeeze???

I know I’m not supposed to take clothes from the laundry bin, but….can I just have this? Pleeeeze???

At first I thought she was going to treat it like a sock and chew the heck out of it, but instead, this happened:

::contented sigh:: ....thank you....

::contented sigh:: ….thank you….

Well how can anyone say no to a pup who just wants to be closer to her mommy?

We’re part of the Monday Mischief blog hop!

Monday Mischief blog hop

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Raising Injured Daisy

Daisy’s home!! Hooray! Our little family is complete once again.

That’s the good news. The bad news is that she’s suffering – a lot. And we’re suffering right along with her; we can’t stand to see her hurting. She’s in a lot of pain despite the painkillers she’s on.

DD and I were up all night last night with her. She’s constantly cry-whining pathetically, occasionally yiping, and always shifting around cautiously trying to find a less painful position.

We called the emergency vet last night around 1 AM – we were both in tears – and she was so kind and understanding. Turns out her small dog had ACL tears in both knees at different times, and she said some dogs go through recovery like nothing happened while others feel pain severely. Unfortunately, both her dog and ours are the latter. Also unfortunately, shy of taking her in for one more pain shot, there’s nothing we can do.

Daisy drank two bowls of water (!) and ate her dinner as normal last night, but today I can’t get her to eat her food, nor have we been able to get her to use the bathroom at all since she’s been home. Standing seems to exacerbate the pain even though she keeps that leg raised, and it’s hard for her to calm down afterward.

It’s heartbreaking to see her suffering so much. She keeps turning to me for help with those big, sad eyes, and there’s nothing more I can do. If I could take the pain away from her, I would do it in a second.

Please help me

Please help me

I'm so happy to be home again!

I’m so happy to be home again, but OUCH!

Hey! Don't take a picture of my nekked butt! (Looks like she's wearing a furry sock!)

Hey! Don’t take a picture of my nekked butt! (Looks like she’s wearing a furry sock!)

The source of the ouchies.

The source of the ouchies.

Comfy cozy with all the love of her family around her.

A brief moment of comfort.

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Daisy’s New Outlook On The World

I’m in the throes of arranging to move my 90-year-old aunt into an assisted living home, and the process is daunting in every way. We’ve been trying to get her to at least move into a smaller place closer to us (she’s AN HOUR AWAY) for the past 30 years – she’s living on her own in a 3-level home with steep stairs AND she has mobility problems – with no luck until now. Finally, after a second-floor pipe ruptured in her 1915 house resulting in costly repairs, she became convinced that the high cost of maintaining an old house isn’t worth the headaches – or the cost at this point in her life. She’s got very little to live on as it is.

That was the turning point that convinced her to move, and it was a blessing in disguise, because she’s become unstable walking and I really wanted her near me as well as in a nice place where there would be people around who could help her. Plus her neighborhood has changed a lot, and she no longer knows anyone there, so she’s become isolated. All together, these and other issues are recipes for disaster and unhappiness.

FINALLY, she agreed to let us bring her down to look at some nice assisted living homes. Her eyes opened WIDE and she fell in love with the places, the people, the friendly aides, the food – it was wonderful! She’ll be catered to for the rest of her life, she’ll have friends aplenty, and she’ll have a sense of purpose. I’m so happy!

The one catch is —– we need to move her by the end of the month. There’s only one apartment open, which is perfect for her, and they’ll only hold it until the end of September, and that’s doing us a favor – normally they only hold them for 1-2 weeks.  SOOOO, I’m arranging everything to make this happen in triple-time: selling her house (which won’t be easy, it’s incredibly rundown), moving her bank accounts, getting her medical assessments done, filling out a TON of forms (seriously, together they look like a book!), moving the things she’ll be taking with her, packing 81 years of stuff and selling what she’s not taking, getting financial Power of Attorney because she no longer wants to handle her own finances, so I’ll be doing that for her…that’s just the beginning. The list is endless and the timing has to be just right. But it’ll be SO worth it in the long run!

All this has created a mess in our house AGAIN – this seems to be a theme for us this year – The Year Of Messes. I’ve been moving boxes of things from her house to mine until we can move them into her new place or sell them at auction in October and November. The boxes have taken over my computer room and part of my living room (I swear they multiply at night!), so I’ve been working in the dining room.

This chaos has been a dream for Daisy, though. She’s got all this new stuff to sniff and investigate, plus she now gets to sit at the dining room table with me while I’m working (yeah, I know, I’m weak; her sweetness and cuteness win me over every time). There’s a double window near the table, and some days have been so cool and beautiful out that I was able to open windows in the house (finally, after that brutal summer! Though two days ago it was 100 degrees and humid again….) and I noticed Daisy trying to sniff the air. So I covered the chair seats with blankets and rearranged things a bit for her. This is now her new favorite spot – on sunny days, the sunlight streams in, so she gets to sit on a chair, sniff the air coming in the window, AND bask in a puddle of sunshine all at the same time – a Havachon dream come true!

Daisy window peek 2

Hey this is great! I may be small, but now I’ve got a higher perspective on the world!

Oh yeah, this is sweet!

Oh yeah, this is sweet!

If we’ve been a bit scarce lately, all this extra work is the reason why. I can’t wait until it’s all done and settled and I can have a normal weekend again!

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Waiting……

Daisy is a true family dog. And she wants the whole family to be together at all times.

We noticed this at first when she was very young and would wait by the door for whoever left to return. She looked pretty sad with her back all hunched, until she finally realized they would eventually come back!

Daisy waiting

A very young Daisy waiting by the garage door. Yes, DD will be back soon, little one!

If one of us takes a nap or sleeps later than the others, this still really bugs Daisy.

If you, as the sleeping beauty, want to keep on sleeping, you better make sure your door is closed – tightly. Because Daisy will push her way in and grumble and whine until you get up just to silence her.

Last December, DD had a really nasty cold and stayed home from work. She slept nice and late, much to Daisy’s dismay:

Daisy at 7 AM.... "Where are you, DD?"

Daisy at 7 AM…. “Where are you, DD?”

Daisy at 8 AM - Seriously, this photo was taken an HOUR later! She hadn't moved a muscle.

Daisy at 8 AM – Seriously, this photo was taken an HOUR later! She hadn’t moved a muscle.

And this is what happened when DH took a rare nap one Sunday afternoon:

Daddy? Why are you napping? When are you coming out to play with me?

Daddy? Why are you napping? When are you coming out to play with me?

Notice a pattern here? :)

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Daisy’s Favorite Work Station

Daisy loves work. She loves computers. She loves them because when DD works from home once a week, Daisy has an easy time mushying her way into DD’s lap. All she has to do is put that teddy bear face on, and DD’s a goner.

Look! There's a new email!

Look! There’s a new email!

Daisy can get a couple of hours of lap time on a particularly good day (ie, a day when DD is particularly susceptible to Daisy’s charms).

You dictate, I'll type.

You dictate, I’ll type.

And other times it’s all about the cuddling, which can make any Havachon nice and sleepy.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I don’t know who’s happier, Daisy or DD! :D

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Removing the Threat

Well it’s done. The dreaded deed of removing four beautiful old trees from our property that were threatening our house during storms is over.

Not really something you want to see in your backyard....

Not really something you want to see in your backyard….

I loved those trees. I’m more of a cabin-in-the-woods kind of gal than a toes-in-the-sand beach person, so these huge trees were things of beauty to me.

They brought wonderful songbirds right up to my back windows.

They gave us a lot of shade to cool the house and sit under during the summer.

They dropped vibrant yellow leaves in the fall that floated to the ground like lightweight snowflakes.

They formed a gorgeous white canopy during snowfalls.

But over the past few years, I noticed peeling bark and more bare branches appearing. The arborist said their type only lives for a certain number of decades, then they start dying and pose a real threat to anything around them. So it was time.

But it still wasn’t easy. Although there was a certain amount of entertainment in the process….

Look at this crazy guy! He stretched himself out into an inverted cross shape while being pulled to the top of the tree!

Look at this crazy guy! He stretched himself out into a full inverted cross shape while being pulled to the top of the tree!

Daisy, however, had a field day with all the activity out there. Though I must say, she wasn’t half as noisy as she used to be just a year ago! She was actually a very good girl.

Oh, she was curious….

What's going on out there? Who are all those men? And what are all those noisy metal monsters doing in my backyard??

What’s going on out there? Who are all those men? And what are all those noisy metal monsters doing in my backyard??

But she got used to the noise pretty quickly and only barked, bfff’d, and growled occasionally. I think keeping the back blinds closed helped because she couldn’t see all the constant movement.

So now the front half of our yard is wide open. No more birdies chirping by the house, but the trade-off is that during a harsh rain/wind storm yesterday, I had no reason to fear anymore. :) But it did come at a dear cost. At least the back half still has some nice trees, and I’m hanging on to them as long as possible.

 

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This ‘N That Thursday

We’re joining the brown dawgs this week with our first This ‘N That Thursday post. I’ve left a couple of strings dangling in previous posts and so much has gone on all at once, I thought I’d bring you up to speed.

This ‘N That Thursday is for those times when you want to post about unrelated topics or each topic isn’t quite long enough to make up a whole post.  It can be anything you want, so feel free to grab the button and join us!

This 'N That 3

First and most important, I’m SO happy to report that DH got a job offer from the first company he interviewed with a couple of weeks ago. This was the job he was most interested in, so it worked out well. ::WHEW!:: Turns out they already knew they were going to hire him before they even interviewed him based on his business reputation alone. Now I can take my worry wart hat off….or rather, switch hats from worried-about-unemployment to worried-about-his-working-in-NYC. This wouldn’t have been a worry for me before 9/11 and all the foiled (thank God) terrorist plots since then, but now I see him working in a big target city and that scares me. It also scares me that random daytime shootings are becoming far more prevalent than ever before. (Hey – my grandmother was a Class 1 Worry Wart; she got a triple gold star in that field, so I blame my Worry Wart genetics on her. It’s the one thing I didn’t want to inherit!) He’ll be working from home a few days a week eventually, but of course for the first few weeks he has to go into the office to become acclimated to the company and meet his new colleagues. It’s an exciting new start for him and he’s really looking forward to it. :)

Second, he’s been using his time well during his unemployment. The kitchen is close to completion, and it would have been done by now except we ran into some  issues with the backsplash tiling. This is so typical in this house – no project goes smoothly – either measurements, plumbing, or electrical doesn’t conform with today’s standards (our house is 50 years old). So we came up with a good solution to the problem that will look like a design treatment rather than a solution to a problem. But that meant searching for another type of tile and ordering it, which is holding up the entire process. DH has a couple more weeks before he starts his new job, so he’ll have plenty of time to finish everything once the new tiles come in next week. Right now he’s painting the final window frame. :)

Last but certainly not least, THE ROOF IS FINALLY GETTING FIXED!! WOOHOO!!! It’s going to be great to get literally half the bedroom furniture OUT of the living room, back where it belongs, and stop living with tarps and buckets on the floor!

This is just a small portion of the damage - you can see broken tresses, boards, and sunlight coming in through one of the holes.

This is just a small portion of the damage – you can see broken tresses, boards, and sunlight coming in through one of the holes.

As you probably remember, the roof and ceiling have been damaged since Hurricane Sandy back in October; we’ve been waiting since we signed the contract three months ago for the roofers to fit us into their schedule.

hurricane damage tree on house

Roofers and tree services have been at a premium since the hurricane – everyone needs them, and they’re making more money than they ever dreamed. What’s awful is that the tree services are gouging everyone – they raised their prices phenomenally and they know people will pay what they ask because everyone’s either got trees that were damaged and need to be removed or they’ve learned from what happened to homes like ours and are having trees that threaten their own homes removed before the next “Big One”. Weather experts say Sandy was just the first of at least another decade of unusually strong storms that will hit our area, and we’ve seen that starting to prove out already. We get strong wind storms on a regular basis now that we never had before – gusts up to 60 mph and high sustained winds.

During summer, these huge trees form a shady canopy in the front half of our back yard. In fall their yellow leaves cascade down like a gentle snowfall. I will miss them dearly.

During summer, these huge trees form a shady canopy in the front half of our back yard. In fall their yellow leaves cascade down like a gentle snowfall. I will miss them dearly.

I’ll never forget that horrible sound when the tree crashed through our roof that night, and how one entire side of our home was cloaked in darkness even during daylight hours until the tree was removed. The whole experience made me very jittery about high winds, and I’ve realized that we need to have four large trees that are very close to our home taken down. I can’t tell you how upsetting that is to me because (a) I love nature and never destroy it – I don’t even pick flowers because I want their beauty to last as long as possible, and (b) a LOT of birds flit in and out of these trees, and one of them is home to a red-bellied woodpecker family for years.

Image via Wikipedia.

I love birds and the thought of taking these trees away and having fewer of them near the house really hurts. The other trees on the property are too far back for me to enjoy any bird life there. But I can’t go through that again, and these trees would cause even more damage. So I have to shove my practical side over my emotional side. Ugh.

One of many beautiful bird scenes I'll miss tremendously when these trees are gone.

One of many beautiful bird scenes I’ll miss tremendously when these trees are gone.

And Daisy? Well, she’s not happy that the roofers are here at all. She’s on constant alert. Yesterday they were working in the master bedroom taking down a huge area of the damaged ceiling, so Daisy was on a shriek-barking kick all day. My ears may never be the same. ;)

I don't like this at all. I can't get my daytime beauty naps!

I don’t like this at all. I can’t get my daytime beauty naps!

Thanks for reading my ramblings – back to happy Daisy posts next time!

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