Hopefully I still have some readers even though I have had quite the hiatus from blogging. I will try to get back on track of regular (weekly?) updates.
There’s no better way to start back than a good Stella story. After a recommendation from a co-worker, I decided to try a Halti for Stella. A Halti is a type of restraint that teaches a dog not to pull while on a leash. Usually I am the solo dog walker. When we just had Heineken this wasn’t a big deal, but now with Stella walking the dogs has become a nightmare for me.
Here is a typical experience:
I arrive home and Heineken gets a look in her eyes and a certain wiggle to her tail. I recognize this as Heineken’s way to express that she would really love a walk right now. Despite my better judgment, I concede. Once I grab poop bags from the closet, Stella and Heineken are both cued in. Then I get a leash and chaos breaks out. Usually I get the leash on Heineken first because she is slightly less crazy at this point. In an effort not to be left out, Stella will grab onto Heineken’s leash and they both run around in tandem in utter chaos. Stella had a choke chain collar for walks which was always a hassle to get on her. She sees it coming and she opens her mouth to try to chew on it. Eventually I would get the leashes on and we would be at the door ready to leave. Stella’s level of excitement at this point is so high that all Stella can do is jump up and down and whine. Then I open the door and her excitement triples. Stella starts making this awful high pitch whine/bark and practically drags me and Heineken out of the door. To break her of the pulling, I would try stopping and pulling back on her. This was helping a little, but would make our walks last twice as long as usual, and it didn’t always help, especially if it had been awhile since our previous walk. As we would walk I am vigilantly on the look out for other dogs. Coming across another dog was my biggest fear in walking the dogs. When this happens, both dogs start pulling so much that my arms might fall off. And they both start to make the biggest ruckus ever, where it sounds like they are being tortured. So a successful walk is one where we get out the door without Stella making too much noise and we find no other dogs. Basically the amount of walks that they get is severely low because we have had so many bad experiences that it is hard for me to want to walk them even though I know that they need it and love it.
Then came the halti.
I got home from the store on Friday with the halti. I did not have plans to use it that day, but Heineken got that look in her eyes and that wiggle to her tail. I read the first page of the halti instructions which say how to put on the halti and a warning saying that the halti can be wiggled out of. Yikes. Stella un-tethered is another terrifying thought. I decide to try it though. I get the halti on Stella and tightened without too much effort. So I grab the bags and leash up the dogs. Let me explain how the halti works. There is a main strap that goes around the dog’s neck which is very similar to a traditional collar. Then attached to this is a strap that goes around the dog’s snout. This strap is attached to the leash and is tightened and loosened based on the slackness in the leash. For example, if there is slack in the leash, the strap is loose around the dog’s snout. If the dog starts to pull, the leash tightens and tightens the strap around the snout. This is much more humane than a choke collar and does not hurt the dog.
So Stella is in her halti and out the door we go. Stella is so distracted by the halti that she is no longer making her traditional high pitch bark that accompanies walking. She is trying to get it off though. At this point, two little neighbor dogs come running at us. Heineken is pulling toward them, Stella notices them and is half pulling, half trying to get the halti off and barking. I notice that the halti is over one of Stella’s ears so I get nervous that she is going to get it off and become un-tethered. I grabbed Stella by the collar and drag the dogs back inside. Usually if they become an embarrassment and we haven’t even left the driveway yet, then their walk ends immediately. But overall I was pleased with the halti because it prevented Stella’s usual announcement to the neighborhood that she’s going for a walk.
Attempt 2. The next day I read past page 1 in the halti manual to see that there is a safety latch. A way to connect the halti to the dog collar so that if the dog gets out of the halti, the dog is still connected to the leash. Brilliant. Brian and I decide to walk the dogs and try out the halti again. This time with the safety latch engaged. We walk out the door and Stella is not whining/barking like crazy. She starts to pull and then she gets so distracted by the halti that she stops walking. She paws at the halti so I distract her to get her to keep walking and get her mind off the halti. She walks, pulls, and stops because of the halti. I can tell that she does not like the halti, but when she is walking like a normal dog (slack in the leash), the halti does not bother her. She only gets frustrated and distracted by it when it’s tight on her face. This time the challenge of the walk was to keep Stella moving as opposed to keeping my arm attached to my body. By the end of the walk, she was getting so desperate that she was putting her face on the grass and rolling over. But she never got the halti loose, and she never pulled my arm off. The halti cost about $20, but I think it is the best investment I’ve made. It does all the work, and I am no longer terrified to walk the dogs!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
TV Problems
Last night I decided that Brian and I are not meant to be TV watchers, or maybe TV buyers.
Three years ago when we moved to Houston, we went to Circuit City and bought a TV (Samsung, I believe). We loaded it into the car, difficultly. When we got home and unpacked it, we noticed that the side of the tv where the speaker was was cracked and bent inwards. We went back to Circuit City to exchange it and go through the whole ordeal of unloading and getting the TV to our second floor apartment. (There were no issues with the replacement, however the sound does go out frequently which I am convinced indicates another defective TV).
Fast forward to yesterday. Our Sony HD tv that was on back order for three weeks finally arrives. Brian gets it out of the box and notices that the corner of the tv is broken. The screen wasn't affected, just the plastic covering, but who knows if it's more damaged than it's letting on. Brian of course immediately called the company (not Circuit City this time) to see what our options are...we are still waiting. At least in the mean time we can still watch HD TV. Even if the TV's casing is imperfect the screen is most certainly not!
So we are 0 for 2 as far as TVs go. I take this as a sign that we shouldn't be TV owners because really what are the chances that two TVs in a row show up defective?
Three years ago when we moved to Houston, we went to Circuit City and bought a TV (Samsung, I believe). We loaded it into the car, difficultly. When we got home and unpacked it, we noticed that the side of the tv where the speaker was was cracked and bent inwards. We went back to Circuit City to exchange it and go through the whole ordeal of unloading and getting the TV to our second floor apartment. (There were no issues with the replacement, however the sound does go out frequently which I am convinced indicates another defective TV).
Fast forward to yesterday. Our Sony HD tv that was on back order for three weeks finally arrives. Brian gets it out of the box and notices that the corner of the tv is broken. The screen wasn't affected, just the plastic covering, but who knows if it's more damaged than it's letting on. Brian of course immediately called the company (not Circuit City this time) to see what our options are...we are still waiting. At least in the mean time we can still watch HD TV. Even if the TV's casing is imperfect the screen is most certainly not!
So we are 0 for 2 as far as TVs go. I take this as a sign that we shouldn't be TV owners because really what are the chances that two TVs in a row show up defective?
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
What kind of dog is Stella?
It’s always fun to think about what breeds make up my two lovable mutts. Right now I’m convinced that Stella has a lot of pit bull terrier in her. This scares and excites me both. There’s always a lot of bad stories about pit bulls run amok, but maybe a pit bull would make a good guard dog. Hopefully Stella only has the good pit bull traits in her. As for her guard dog success, we are still evaluating.
The Iams website has a really good breed selector. There are tons of breeds listed with traits and a picture of the pure-bred dog. Here’s a side by side comparison of the pure bred pit bull (first picture) and Stella. Stella is the dog on the right. (Heineken’s on the left). It’s hard to find a good comparison picture. This weekend I took a couple pictures of Stella specifically for a comparison picture, but the little booger moves so much the pictures didn’t turn out. We have to work with the best we have. First note of comparison: the ears. I think Stella’s ears are very similar to the pit bull’s. Next, the short sloping foreheads are similar (a little difficult to see in Stella's picture). Third, the shorter snout is also comparable. Finally, the broad chest of the pit bull is similar to Stella’s (again not visual from the picture).
Pure pit bull terrier courtesy of the iams website.
Now taking some points from the description on the website about pit bulls:
30 to 55 pounds (female); Stella weighs in at 41 pounds at 9 months.
Fairly friendly with strangers. If you consider jumping and nipping friendly, then Stella is it.
Easy to train – Stella is definitely trainable, I’m not sure it’s easy though.
Dominance: High – Although I could be mistaken, I’m pretty sure Heineken is dominant over Stella.
Very dog-aggressive – Stella plays aggressively with Heineken, not too sure how she is around strange dogs.
Not much barking – Stella only barks when Heineken has a toy that she wants, or if she sees/hears another dog.
Short coat – Stella definitely has a short coat.
Vigorous daily exercise needed – I think Stella will make an excellent jogging buddy when she gets her endurance up.
Fairly active indoors – This is an understatement for Stella.
So based on these, I’d say Stella has strong pit bull traits to her. Any guesses on what other breeds she might be??
The Iams website has a really good breed selector. There are tons of breeds listed with traits and a picture of the pure-bred dog. Here’s a side by side comparison of the pure bred pit bull (first picture) and Stella. Stella is the dog on the right. (Heineken’s on the left). It’s hard to find a good comparison picture. This weekend I took a couple pictures of Stella specifically for a comparison picture, but the little booger moves so much the pictures didn’t turn out. We have to work with the best we have. First note of comparison: the ears. I think Stella’s ears are very similar to the pit bull’s. Next, the short sloping foreheads are similar (a little difficult to see in Stella's picture). Third, the shorter snout is also comparable. Finally, the broad chest of the pit bull is similar to Stella’s (again not visual from the picture).
Pure pit bull terrier courtesy of the iams website.
30 to 55 pounds (female); Stella weighs in at 41 pounds at 9 months.
Fairly friendly with strangers. If you consider jumping and nipping friendly, then Stella is it.
Easy to train – Stella is definitely trainable, I’m not sure it’s easy though.
Dominance: High – Although I could be mistaken, I’m pretty sure Heineken is dominant over Stella.
Very dog-aggressive – Stella plays aggressively with Heineken, not too sure how she is around strange dogs.
Not much barking – Stella only barks when Heineken has a toy that she wants, or if she sees/hears another dog.
Short coat – Stella definitely has a short coat.
Vigorous daily exercise needed – I think Stella will make an excellent jogging buddy when she gets her endurance up.
Fairly active indoors – This is an understatement for Stella.
So based on these, I’d say Stella has strong pit bull traits to her. Any guesses on what other breeds she might be??
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Getting sick from a really cold room
Yesterday afternoon I attended a three hour meeting. About an hour into the meeting, I was anticipating a break, which never came. I was starting to get really cold sitting in this conference room, so I was wanting to get my jacket. I never got my jacket though so I sat there getting colder and colder. I noticed that my nose felt like ice. My toes were really cold as well (I was wearing thicker socks and tennis shoes). By the time I left the meeting I noticed that my throat was a little scratchy and sore.
That evening my throat didn't feel any better and I kept sneezing. Then I woke up this morning with a really bad sore throat and runny nose - a cold. I never really thought that you could get sick just from being cold. (I was always told when I was little to wear my coat when I went outside in the winter. When I didn't, I don't think I immediately got sick).
Luckily with google, you can find any information. So naturally today I googled to see experiences with getting a cold from being cold. In my search I read that if you get cold enough you could stress the body enough to weaken the immune system. I fully believe that this is what happened to me yesterday. I guess the moral of the story is: work literally made me sick.
That evening my throat didn't feel any better and I kept sneezing. Then I woke up this morning with a really bad sore throat and runny nose - a cold. I never really thought that you could get sick just from being cold. (I was always told when I was little to wear my coat when I went outside in the winter. When I didn't, I don't think I immediately got sick).
Luckily with google, you can find any information. So naturally today I googled to see experiences with getting a cold from being cold. In my search I read that if you get cold enough you could stress the body enough to weaken the immune system. I fully believe that this is what happened to me yesterday. I guess the moral of the story is: work literally made me sick.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Things to do in Houston with Parents.
The long over due post about the visit from my parents...
My parents (Mary and Steve) got into town last Thursday (before Labor Day). To kick off the weekend, we went to Boondoggles as is tradition. There was a whole crew of us as we took Heineken and Stella. The dogs were named after beers so it only makes sense that they go to bars with their lush owners. This was Stella's second time at Boondoggles, and she did fairly well. Heineken was perfect until another dog showed up. After we had pizza and beer (St Arnold's Summer Pilsner), we went home and watched the wedding video. This was the first showing of the video. It was pretty good. I really liked watching the ceremony and of course seeing my dress again. Some of the videography was a little sub-par, but I'm happy to have all the footage.
On Friday, Brian took the day off so he was able to share in the fun. We started off the day going to Walmart. Not the best thing to do with visitors but it's pretty much mandatory as I never have time to grocery shop during the week, and people need food and beer. This also gives us a chance to pick out steaks to grill out which has also become a tradition.
After shopping, we went to the San Jacinto Monument. This was an average activity. I would say a little pricey for what's there, but it was new and different. I feel that my parents need to do something touristy each time they are here. I was excited to be able to go up to the top of the monument to see the view. This was slightly disappointing, because there were only about 4 viewing windows and all you could see was plants and refinerys. I guess I should have expected that since we were on the ship channel, but I was thinking we'd be able to see downtown. There's also a battleship there. We didn't go on the battleship mainly because it was $10 and we were all ready for a beer. The battleship was still neat to look at it.
Since it was 3 pm and we were all ready for a beer, we decided to head to Sherlock's for happy hour. We spent most the afternoon and early evening there and took advantage of their free buffet. After that we headed home and played games. Brian and I won pictionary and trivia!
On Saturday, we stayed at home and watched Ohio State play the navy. After that we played games and got dinner at Chili's.
Sunday was also a lazy day. Brian made me run with him, but I wimped out and ended up walking mostly. My parents walked to the pier while we ran so I finished my run by walking with them. It was a long walk though, and I ended up sunburning my shoulders (oops). After that we grilled out steaks and got ready for game night! Game night was a huge success. I think we had the most people that night for game night ever. We started wtih Whonu, then we played Pictionary. Next was Cranium. Then we ended with Catch Phrase. Most of the group left about 1 am, but one couple stayed and we played cards til 3 am! I haven't been up that late in a long, long time.
Monday was recovery day. I ended up going to sleep at 7:30 pm. I was worn out from the weekend. From all the drinking, but also from the lack of sleep. I had to wake up at 4:30 am on Tuesday to take my parents to the airport so Tuesday morning I was really happy that I went to sleep so early.
The summary for the weekend: 6 Heineken kegs, 1 bottle of grey goose, 6 St Arnold's Lawnmowers, 12 St Arnold's Octoberfest, 6 Sierra Nevada Anniversary IPA, 3 bottles of wine, 8 Miller Lites, and a few of Brian's Amber Ale home brew. This doesn't count the beers drunk at bars. So not bad for 4 adults and 4 days.
A dog update for those interested: We went 3 weeks. This past Friday morning Stella had an accident in the house. I am forgiving her this trangression and I think she's improving. We woke up early Friday morning because she was whining in her crate to go out. I tried to let her out, but it was pouring so she didn't really want to go out. Not long after this, Stella pooped in the house. This was slightly disappointing since she was just being wimpy about the rain. We put her back in her crate. Before Brian even left for work, she had pooped in her crate. She was sick though. We think she ate something not good (my money is on a frog) and it gave her diarhea. She seemed ok Friday evening and night. Then Saturday morning she was still having the runs. Brian and I went to soccer Saturday morning and Stella was crated. When we got home, I went to let her out and she had pooped again. This time was different than 3 weeks ago though. She wasn't playing in it, not being bothered by it. She was visibly upset that she soiled her crate. She was crouched to one side of the crate trying to stay out of the mess. I think she was embarrassed. So I think we are improving. It's Sunday and I think Stella is feeling better, but we'll see what happens tomorrow.
My parents (Mary and Steve) got into town last Thursday (before Labor Day). To kick off the weekend, we went to Boondoggles as is tradition. There was a whole crew of us as we took Heineken and Stella. The dogs were named after beers so it only makes sense that they go to bars with their lush owners. This was Stella's second time at Boondoggles, and she did fairly well. Heineken was perfect until another dog showed up. After we had pizza and beer (St Arnold's Summer Pilsner), we went home and watched the wedding video. This was the first showing of the video. It was pretty good. I really liked watching the ceremony and of course seeing my dress again. Some of the videography was a little sub-par, but I'm happy to have all the footage.
On Friday, Brian took the day off so he was able to share in the fun. We started off the day going to Walmart. Not the best thing to do with visitors but it's pretty much mandatory as I never have time to grocery shop during the week, and people need food and beer. This also gives us a chance to pick out steaks to grill out which has also become a tradition.
After shopping, we went to the San Jacinto Monument. This was an average activity. I would say a little pricey for what's there, but it was new and different. I feel that my parents need to do something touristy each time they are here. I was excited to be able to go up to the top of the monument to see the view. This was slightly disappointing, because there were only about 4 viewing windows and all you could see was plants and refinerys. I guess I should have expected that since we were on the ship channel, but I was thinking we'd be able to see downtown. There's also a battleship there. We didn't go on the battleship mainly because it was $10 and we were all ready for a beer. The battleship was still neat to look at it.
Since it was 3 pm and we were all ready for a beer, we decided to head to Sherlock's for happy hour. We spent most the afternoon and early evening there and took advantage of their free buffet. After that we headed home and played games. Brian and I won pictionary and trivia!
On Saturday, we stayed at home and watched Ohio State play the navy. After that we played games and got dinner at Chili's.
Sunday was also a lazy day. Brian made me run with him, but I wimped out and ended up walking mostly. My parents walked to the pier while we ran so I finished my run by walking with them. It was a long walk though, and I ended up sunburning my shoulders (oops). After that we grilled out steaks and got ready for game night! Game night was a huge success. I think we had the most people that night for game night ever. We started wtih Whonu, then we played Pictionary. Next was Cranium. Then we ended with Catch Phrase. Most of the group left about 1 am, but one couple stayed and we played cards til 3 am! I haven't been up that late in a long, long time.
Monday was recovery day. I ended up going to sleep at 7:30 pm. I was worn out from the weekend. From all the drinking, but also from the lack of sleep. I had to wake up at 4:30 am on Tuesday to take my parents to the airport so Tuesday morning I was really happy that I went to sleep so early.
The summary for the weekend: 6 Heineken kegs, 1 bottle of grey goose, 6 St Arnold's Lawnmowers, 12 St Arnold's Octoberfest, 6 Sierra Nevada Anniversary IPA, 3 bottles of wine, 8 Miller Lites, and a few of Brian's Amber Ale home brew. This doesn't count the beers drunk at bars. So not bad for 4 adults and 4 days.
A dog update for those interested: We went 3 weeks. This past Friday morning Stella had an accident in the house. I am forgiving her this trangression and I think she's improving. We woke up early Friday morning because she was whining in her crate to go out. I tried to let her out, but it was pouring so she didn't really want to go out. Not long after this, Stella pooped in the house. This was slightly disappointing since she was just being wimpy about the rain. We put her back in her crate. Before Brian even left for work, she had pooped in her crate. She was sick though. We think she ate something not good (my money is on a frog) and it gave her diarhea. She seemed ok Friday evening and night. Then Saturday morning she was still having the runs. Brian and I went to soccer Saturday morning and Stella was crated. When we got home, I went to let her out and she had pooped again. This time was different than 3 weeks ago though. She wasn't playing in it, not being bothered by it. She was visibly upset that she soiled her crate. She was crouched to one side of the crate trying to stay out of the mess. I think she was embarrassed. So I think we are improving. It's Sunday and I think Stella is feeling better, but we'll see what happens tomorrow.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Trouble Housebreaking the Puppy
Today is day 12. Brian and I have had a rough patch with the dogs, mainly the puppy, but Heineken contributed her fair share as well. About 2.5 months after we got Stella (she was about 7.5 months), she started pooping in her crate. After a few days in a row of bathing Stella and cleaing up the mess, we decided that she could be an outside dog for awhile. This was a really hard change for me because I truly believe that dogs are meant to be spoiled ridiculously, but we were so sick of cleaning up poop I wasn't sure there were any other options.
After Stella could prove outside that she could go without soiling her crate, we'd bring her back in. But eventually she would poop in the crate, and once again we would banish her to outside. This went off and on for awhile, for a good month or more. Mid August when I had my mouth surgery we were home for a week so there were of course no issues then.
The first day I went back to work (a Monday about 2 weeks ago), I was a little nervous for Stella since she had a week that was definitely outside of normal routine. When I got home I immediately smelled the poop. I walked back to Stella's crate to see how bad it was, but the poop wasn't there. Turns out Heineken had left a present for us that day. We gave her the benefit of the doubt and assumed that she wasn't feeling well. This was after all the first accident she's had in 3 years. Monday was just the start of it though, the dogs were tag teaming us. On Tuesday, it was Stella's turn. On Wednesday, it was Heineken again. Wednesday night, both dogs lived outside. We also bought a second, smaller crate to see if that detered Stella at all.
The smaller crate didn't seem to help. Stella soiled the smaller crate Wednesday night (it's so fun cleaning up poop before work), and then she did it again Thursday while we were at work. By this point, I was questioning my love for dogs. Heineken was allowed back inside before Stella since Stella was still pooping in her crate. Heineken is used to being spoiled (see photo of spoiled Heineken above) so I think she realized we meant business when she had to endure life outside and life in a crate. (Heineken hadn't been crated for 3 years). They have conditioned me though. The first thing I do when I wake up is sniff to see if I can smell poop (since Stella was having problems both at night and during the day). The first thing I do when I get home is sniff.
Stella was eventually allowed back in as well. Brian and I decided to stop feeding Stella completely in the morning before work. We had been feeding her a small amount in the morning because she seems hungry. But at 8 months the puppy food bag feeding amount decreased by about half compared to the age 7 months amount. So I figured this was a good time to stop feeding her breakfast. I also figured, if she eats less she should poop less.
I've also been trying to walk them regularly, play with Stella more in the evenings so that she's tuckered out by bed time, and been trying to snuggle more with Heineken (because I believe H's issues were inspired by spite). I'm assuming this is working because we've made it 12 days now without poop. I'm nervous that blogging about this will jinx it, and it's been a 1 day time thing, but hopefully we have turned the corner. I guess 28 days will be my breathing point. The different things that I've read say that you shouldn't consider the puppy housebroken until she goes 4 weeks without an accident. I really hope we get there this round!
After Stella could prove outside that she could go without soiling her crate, we'd bring her back in. But eventually she would poop in the crate, and once again we would banish her to outside. This went off and on for awhile, for a good month or more. Mid August when I had my mouth surgery we were home for a week so there were of course no issues then.
The first day I went back to work (a Monday about 2 weeks ago), I was a little nervous for Stella since she had a week that was definitely outside of normal routine. When I got home I immediately smelled the poop. I walked back to Stella's crate to see how bad it was, but the poop wasn't there. Turns out Heineken had left a present for us that day. We gave her the benefit of the doubt and assumed that she wasn't feeling well. This was after all the first accident she's had in 3 years. Monday was just the start of it though, the dogs were tag teaming us. On Tuesday, it was Stella's turn. On Wednesday, it was Heineken again. Wednesday night, both dogs lived outside. We also bought a second, smaller crate to see if that detered Stella at all.
The smaller crate didn't seem to help. Stella soiled the smaller crate Wednesday night (it's so fun cleaning up poop before work), and then she did it again Thursday while we were at work. By this point, I was questioning my love for dogs. Heineken was allowed back inside before Stella since Stella was still pooping in her crate. Heineken is used to being spoiled (see photo of spoiled Heineken above) so I think she realized we meant business when she had to endure life outside and life in a crate. (Heineken hadn't been crated for 3 years). They have conditioned me though. The first thing I do when I wake up is sniff to see if I can smell poop (since Stella was having problems both at night and during the day). The first thing I do when I get home is sniff. Stella was eventually allowed back in as well. Brian and I decided to stop feeding Stella completely in the morning before work. We had been feeding her a small amount in the morning because she seems hungry. But at 8 months the puppy food bag feeding amount decreased by about half compared to the age 7 months amount. So I figured this was a good time to stop feeding her breakfast. I also figured, if she eats less she should poop less.
I've also been trying to walk them regularly, play with Stella more in the evenings so that she's tuckered out by bed time, and been trying to snuggle more with Heineken (because I believe H's issues were inspired by spite). I'm assuming this is working because we've made it 12 days now without poop. I'm nervous that blogging about this will jinx it, and it's been a 1 day time thing, but hopefully we have turned the corner. I guess 28 days will be my breathing point. The different things that I've read say that you shouldn't consider the puppy housebroken until she goes 4 weeks without an accident. I really hope we get there this round!
Monday, August 24, 2009
After Picture
Before - Notice the low gums especially on the front 2 teeth. Notice the small membrane that connected my lip to my gums (between the front 2 teeth) - this is probably hard to see, but it's there.For some reason, nothing happens if you click on this before picture. However, if you scroll all the way down to August 8 - Recuperating, then you can click on that picture and see all the details.
After - Notice the difference in the gum line. Notice how that small membrane is removed (a major cause of the massive gum recession). Notice the white stuff...those are the smaller stitches that are there for another 2 weeks. They don't bother me yet. You can click on this picture to enlarge it...it's scary to see my face that large, but you can also make out the stitches this way. Also feel free to notice those bright nicely manicured nails!
This is a bonus picture. I accidently uploaded this one instead of the before picture. This is Stella being really sleepy (her eyes are actually open in the picture). She spends the night in the crate so this night it was extremely difficult to get her to budge off the bed and into her crate. She's already really spoiled and enjoys sleeping on the bed and couches when the opportunity is there - especially when she has a human body part as a pillow (Brian's foot in this case).
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