|First day home|
|Poster child for abandoned animals: insert sad Sarah McLaughlin song here. (Her first day 4 hours alone)|
|Extra sad because Amit is away for work.|
Everyone in our neighborhood knows Misty now. Strangers come up to me and say "hi Misty!". There's a whole other social world of dog people outside that you don't notice until you're part of it. Kind of like driving around in a Volkswagen Beetle - you don't notice how many are on the road until they start flashing lights and waving at you.
Another challenge has been getting Mistface to eat. She just doesn't care that much about food, and is super skinny. She needs to gain about 10 pounds (I've already lost 4 pounds since we go her). We have to remind her to drink water and practically spoon-feed her every meal.
|Mistypants right before the broken finger incident.|
Mistycakes also develops sudden confusing behaviors. We got stuck for 3 minutes in the elevator one day, and now she completely flips out in there, after being fine before. It's getting a bit better, but now she refuses to come inside the building because she wants to walk more. Now she decided to be scared of walking out from the apartment to the elevator, but getting in the elevator is fine. Sometimes chicken is magical, enticing her into anything, other days she could give 2 shits about your chicken. I joke that I don't need to lift weights any more because I'm always pulling her with the leash and carrying the 40 pound baby around when she refuses to move. Something new every day.
|How innocent she is, dreaming of flying. Luckily this is the typical indoor behavior.|
|Puppy likes to bite. Only Amit lets her play rough.|
|Getting used to the surroundings in Downtown Brooklyn|