So, here I am watching my favorite movie – the very movie that inspired this very blog – and I realized that I have not been doing a very good job of updating this blog. The movie I am speaking of is called “Julie & Julia” and it truly inspired me to write. The only other idea I have for a blog is one that I will start when we move forward with the adoption process. That way others who may be going through the same thing or might be thinking about adoption will have my thoughts to help them realize that they are not alone.
It did help me ask another question to myself - who are my readers? Do I have any? If you would like to tell me - please feel free to drop me a line at DozerDays@hotmail.com. I will answer questions right here in the blog. If you would like me to not post any of your info with the question please let me know as part of the email. I will try to pick a few to answer each week, that is if I get any. Like I said, I am not really sure who my readers are. I know my mom reads this everyday, she calls me when I have not posted anything to make sure that I am ok.
I could not have picked a more wonderful thing to write about, Dozer is the flash of fur running through my house that warms my heart – he has brought joy to our life and a bounce to our steps. This past weekend was our trip to Bowie for my 28th birthday and Dozer's first trip. He did fairly well till 5 minutes outside of the park when he got sick in the back seat of the truck. We had covered everything so nothing would get ruined if he did get sick. We started to unpack everything and make the camp sight feel a little more like home. Dozer seemed to be taking to the sand like a champ. We didn't do much playing outside due to some bad wind. Once the sun went down it was nice and calm, but getting very cold. Our friends showed up and we had a nice time hanging out by a fire and having some drinks. I put Dozer's sweat shirt on him and we spent a little more time outside before it was just too darn cold for me and I was sure it was for Dozer.
The next day it was a fairly early start to a very nice day. We had a little bit of wind but nothing like it had been on Friday and it died off early. We had hot-dogs for lunch and took a very nice much needed nap. Bryan and I were able to go for a little ride cause our friends said they would watch Dozer. It was nice to be able to ride on some of the trails with Bryan, he also let me take the lead. We had steaks and potatoes as were my request. It was very yummy! Saturday night was no where near as cold as it was Friday night. Dozer didn't need his sweatshirt and we had a nice big fire going thanks to a VERY large log we found at another camp sight. We drug it over to our camp and tried to cut it down with a hand saw. That didn't work out very well – so we just decided to burn the whole thing. It took all night, Bryan didn't come to bed till after 1am. I was in bed early again due to Dozer being spooked by something and wanting to go in. I can not really blame him, he has not spent that much time outise before. The trailer was kept nice and warm by the furnace and we were toasty in out bed. It was wonderful! Dozer is a good cuddlier, and he slept all night both nights. We took some toys for him to play with, he found his big tenis ball and it was all over from there. We tied him to the post in camp and he stayed very content with playing with it all day.
Sunday morning was a little bit of a sad morning, it was time to pack up to go home. Dozer must have been sad too – cause he got sick two times. I think it is due to the fact that I gave him his Benadryl on an empty stomach so he was not riding in the car with a full belly. That didn't work out so well for Dozer. So on our way we were and all seemed kinda sad. We stopped at a gas station that was at tha half way point between the park and home sweet home. I went in and got food while Dozer and Bryan waited for me outside. Filled up the big truck and then we were back on the road again. Dozer was doing just fine – was laying down in the back seat, sleeping and playing with his toys. We could see the exit sign on the free way and got excited to be home. Upon pulling in the drive way we had to wait for the bikers down the way to pull out for their Sunday ride – Dozer got sick in the back seat the second we turned down out long drive way. Poor baby needs to work on his traveling skills a little bit more. He did so well in the sand and the camper that he has to go with us from now on, no questions asked.
When we got home we had to unhook the trailer and go get the other two furry children from my parents house. Normally my dad brings them to our house for us, but he is working security at the gun show. So my mom was home all weekend with my Great grandmother and 5 dogs. Gizmo and Portia love going to my parent's for the weekend and my mom love having them. Dad normally really loves to spend time with them two, but that last two trips he has been at the gun shows. We put Dozer in his kennel while we got them, he was not too happy about that. But when we got home Portia and Dozer ran to each other and slobbered all over each other. It was the cutest thing, Gizmo was really not that happy to see Dozer, but he soon got over it. A few hours after we got home Giz was giving Dozer kisses. As I sit here on the couch with my laptop I look over and see them sitting in the same chair while Dozer chews away on his toy. I say “aww” out loud and he gets up and walks away like it never happened, sure make a liar out of me. So it is almost 9pm, time to move to the bed room and start thinking about going to sleep. I hope you all have a wonderful Thursday and I promise that I will try to keep up with updating more often than I have been as of late. I also promise to make this more of a true Boxer/Dozer blog instead of my venting blog. I can start another on for that if that is what I need. Also keep and eye out for my future adoption blog. I will also be adding a way to make donations on that and this blog to help with adoption process. I also need to start selling the sock monkeys and bunnies that I crochet. They can go for the adoption process and maybe another boxer after Gizmo goes off the the big kennel in the sky.
Remember –
“There is healing power in dog slobber!” - Dozer
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