Chili actually looks bigger this week. Her bark, however, is still quite juvenile. She accompanied Lauren and I to Starbucks this morning and promptly introduced herself to about 10 kids who walked by. In the last week we have found two lifesavers. Baby gates and rawhide bones. These save both our sanity and our arms. It also gives the cats a place to escape to.
While the rawhides have eased up some of the chewing on Lauren and I, Chili still manages to get her mouth on all sorts of things. Here is a partial list of things she has chewed on or eaten in the last week:
- a dead bug (She ate it as soon as she found it)
- two Southern Living magazines (ripped them to shreds)
- an old glove she found in the alley the other day
- the couch (thank god Pottery Barn slipcovers are only $700)
- numerous twigs, leaves and other detritus
- the ironwork on the dining room table
- Sigma's tail (He didn't care for that and hit her 3-4 times in the snout in about a fourth of a second)
She has also gone on several walks this last week. While walks are what most dog owners call it, with Chili it is more of a prance/drag/sniff/bound. A typical "walk" consists of her prancing happily for the first 20 feet, then we stop and sniff something and promptly sit down (or lie down). After that, there is a tugging in any direction except the one you would like to continue walking in, And finally, there is a bounding run past you that end abruptly when she stops to sniff a stick, look at the concrete, etc. If you continually repeat this process you will have an idea of walking with Chili.
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