Friday, April 24, 2015

Ty, My Guy

When the missus and I were preparing to go our separate ways, she said she wanted two of the dogs. Lenny had just passed, so we had 6 Chihuahuas. In the last couple months in the house, Tidbit had really bonded to me, and Ty, who didn't have the best luck with being homed, had bonded to his brother Bear.

But Tidbit had always kind of been hers as a puppy, and she was making a big deal of it. But right there it hit me that once again poor Ty was everyone's last choice, and that's when I made the decision to never, ever part with him again if I have a say in the matter.

Ty is a truly awesome little dog. I didn't want to get too attached to him if he was going to another home, which always seemed to be in the works. That meant he was in sort of this weird limbo where everyone loved him but nobody got too close, and that wasn't fair to him in the least.

It hit me a couple weeks ago that he was finally my dog. I was over at my sister's and she had Ty in her lap. I said something in passing like "Ty is my guy" and he stood straight up in her lap and looked at me. "Yeah, he's definitely your dog." she said.

Ty has been through a lot, some of which I've documented here on this blog. The "puppies" will be 4 years old in June--my how time flies. Now I have Smokey, Spot, Ty and Zoey.  I've been through a lot, too, so Ty and I are perfect companions for each other.

Sleeping Comfy

I may have my sleeping figured out.

There were all manner of beds and futons I could have loaded in my truck and taken with me from my large house. We had several guest bedrooms all with beds. I just focused on getting all my tools and electronics and I guess never gave sleeping much thought.

The cabin has a loft, but I wanted to be able to sleep with my doggies, so the loft is out. I could put a bed or futon in the main room of the cabin, but I like the current layout. There was a futon mattress already up in the loft which seemed perfect at first, but turned out to be too unwieldy to setup and take down. It kept falling over and scaring poor Zoey.

So what I decided on for now is a twin sized air mattress with my big-and-tall Coleman sleeping bag on top of it, which fits the mattress perfectly. Right now it is working out perfectly and all my doggies have taken to it. They like it because everyone fits inside snug once I zip it up, and they can come and go during the night if they need to, as long as they go on the side opposite Zoey.

When I was young, all I could think about was that big fancy house. And when I had the house, all I could think about was getting out of the house and pitching my sleeping bag under the stars.

The spot where I flop my sleeping bag down is next to the cabin's main window, and sometimes during the night I randomly open my eyes to see the big dipper filling the window. This area is so remote that at night it's breathtaking to look at the sky with dark adjusted eyes.

Lately we've been sleeping like babies in a proper dog pile.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Stone Cold Cuddler

My cuddle bunny has a name, and her name is Zoey. When I downsized my mansion to a cabin in the woods, I probably left behind 4 or 5 beds and a couple futons. I could probably fit any one of those in this little cabin, but I like not having my bedding take up the bottom floor, and I don't want to sleep alone in the loft where it's unsafe for my doggies to sleep with me.

"who, me?"
Right now there's no hurry to figure my ideal sleeping arrangements out, so for right now I am just throwing my sleeping bag down on top of an air mattress when I sleep, and Zoey LOVES this arrangement.

The smartest dog I've ever seen, she already has her little routine. As soon as the sleeping bag goes down, she dives in and runs straight to the end, where she waits for me to climb in. When I'm in there with her, she sleeps cradled in my arms. If I turn over in the night, she will get out of the bag, walk around, and get in the other side.

In the morning when I get up, she goes back to the bottom of the sleeping bag and waits for me either to come back, or forcefully evict her and Ty, who goes to the bottom and sleeps there the whole night.