One day, when Maya isn't very puppy like or isn't around any more, I'm going to think back at all her antics and smile. But in order to make that happen, I need to remember those antics. And that's where this blog comes in. I've been pretty back about keeping up on it, and that needs to change. I would say that I'm going to write something cute or funny or annoying or whatever every day, but we all know that's not going to happen. So instead, I'll just say that I'll write when I remember something cute she does.
So today -- Maya's introduction to carrots.
I never give Maya people food. Or I almost never give Maya people food. There are two exceptions: I use Cheerios as her treats and for training, and I give her plain rice (maybe a little plain chicken with it) if she's sick or has an upset tummy. But that's it.
Last night, I was munching on some baby carrots and accidentally dropped half of one. Maya was in the kitchen with me, and she immediately jumped all over it, carrying it to her favorite spot under the table. Then she set it down and smelled it. And then she tried to bite it. And then she dropped it again and tried licking it. For the next 5 minutes or so, she kept trying to figure out what to do with it. She couldn't seem to actually bite it, and licking it wasn't doing any good. After many attempts, she finally did manage to crack it, at which point she tasted it for the first time (I think).
She doesn't like carrots. After finally getting it cracked open, she set it down on the ground and walked away. I guess I don't need to worry about dropping any carrots on the ground. And the best part? I grabbed the camera and actually got her reaction on video. =)
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Monday, December 19, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Sweet Puppy
I've decided that I have just about the sweetest puppy ever. And as proof, here's what happened this morning.
Since it's getting dark earlier, we've been going on our evening walks a little earlier than we used to. So instead of potty break at 7ish, walk and final potty at 9ish, it's just walk and final potty at 8ish (or just slightly later). But because she goes out earlier than she used to, she also wakes me up to take her out earlier in the morning.
Since last Saturday, I've taken her out and gone back to sleep. Usually, I walk into the bedroom and Maya follows me in; I crawl into my bed, she crawls into hers, and we're both out for about an hour. Today, she didn't follow me into the bedroom. I didn't really pay attention to where she went, but I assumed she went to look out the window for a while. I crawled into bed, and just as I'm about to fall asleep, I hear this teeny tiny muffled little bark. Now I'm awake. I listen closely thinking maybe I was imagining it, but about 30 seconds later, I hear it again.
I quietly got out of bed and peeked into the living room. And that's when I saw her. Maya was lying on the floor, head resting on her front paws, staring at her empty food bowl. And then another teeny tiny little bark. My poor puppy was hungry, but she didn't want to wake me up! You could almost see her little brain thinking: "I'm hungry, but Mommy is tired and I don't want to wake her up. But I'm hungry. Maybe if I bark really quiet...."
Of course I went and got her some food. Then I crawled back into bed. After filling her tummy, Maya came and joined me (in her bed).
Now admit it, I have the sweetest puppy. :)
Since it's getting dark earlier, we've been going on our evening walks a little earlier than we used to. So instead of potty break at 7ish, walk and final potty at 9ish, it's just walk and final potty at 8ish (or just slightly later). But because she goes out earlier than she used to, she also wakes me up to take her out earlier in the morning.
Since last Saturday, I've taken her out and gone back to sleep. Usually, I walk into the bedroom and Maya follows me in; I crawl into my bed, she crawls into hers, and we're both out for about an hour. Today, she didn't follow me into the bedroom. I didn't really pay attention to where she went, but I assumed she went to look out the window for a while. I crawled into bed, and just as I'm about to fall asleep, I hear this teeny tiny muffled little bark. Now I'm awake. I listen closely thinking maybe I was imagining it, but about 30 seconds later, I hear it again.
I quietly got out of bed and peeked into the living room. And that's when I saw her. Maya was lying on the floor, head resting on her front paws, staring at her empty food bowl. And then another teeny tiny little bark. My poor puppy was hungry, but she didn't want to wake me up! You could almost see her little brain thinking: "I'm hungry, but Mommy is tired and I don't want to wake her up. But I'm hungry. Maybe if I bark really quiet...."
Of course I went and got her some food. Then I crawled back into bed. After filling her tummy, Maya came and joined me (in her bed).
Now admit it, I have the sweetest puppy. :)
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Invader
I've been working with Maya on getting her to leave me alone when I'm eating. She does better some days than others, and it really doesn't matter what I'm eating.
Today was an especially bad day. I tend to eat in the living room, and Maya tends to curl up on the other end of the couch. Occasionally she heads my way, but I just block her path with my leg and she'll head back to her end. About half the time I need to add a stern "no" or "off." But that didn't work today. No matter what I said or did, Maya just kept trying to get on my lap and into my plate. The more I tried to get her to go back to her end of the couch, the more determined she was to get to my food.
And then I happened to glance to her end of the couch, where my laptop bag was laying. She wasn't trying to get to my food, she was trying to tell me there was something in her bed. I moved the laptop bag, and she immediately went to her end of the couch and curled up for a quick nap.
Today was an especially bad day. I tend to eat in the living room, and Maya tends to curl up on the other end of the couch. Occasionally she heads my way, but I just block her path with my leg and she'll head back to her end. About half the time I need to add a stern "no" or "off." But that didn't work today. No matter what I said or did, Maya just kept trying to get on my lap and into my plate. The more I tried to get her to go back to her end of the couch, the more determined she was to get to my food.
And then I happened to glance to her end of the couch, where my laptop bag was laying. She wasn't trying to get to my food, she was trying to tell me there was something in her bed. I moved the laptop bag, and she immediately went to her end of the couch and curled up for a quick nap.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Hunger Strike
Maya seems to be on a little bit of a hunger strike lately. When she hurt her leg, I couldn't get her to eat anything for 4 days. Because I needed her to eat now so she could get well, I spoiled her with some wet dog food. Since then, I've been mixing the wet food with her normal dry food, with a little less wet each day.
Everything was going well until the snow storm hit. I ran out of the wet food on Wednesday, so starting Thursday she only had her regular dry food, and she refused to eat it. Throughout the day, she would go up to her bowl and smell her food, then walk away. I figured she would eat it eventually; she just had to get hungry enough. Apparently that didn't happen on Thursday. Her hunger strike lasted until about 1:00 on Friday, when I guess she realized that she wasn't going to get anything else. She cleaned out her bowl, but then was back on the hunger strike that night.
The hunger strike continued until about 10:00 this morning, when I got in the shower. I had left a sleeve of saltines on the coffee table which I incorrectly assumed she could not get to. When I got out of the shower, the wrapper was in her mouth and there were cracker crumbs everywhere. I don't think she actually ate too many of them, but she did eat enough for her to realize she was hungry. She gave in and ate most of her food.
I was originally planning on phasing out the wet food over the next week or so, but it looks like she's back on her regular food, so I will not be buying any more of the wet food. I'm sure she'll be disappointed, but she won't starve. Plus, she's a dog -- she'll forget all about the good stuff in a day or two.
Everything was going well until the snow storm hit. I ran out of the wet food on Wednesday, so starting Thursday she only had her regular dry food, and she refused to eat it. Throughout the day, she would go up to her bowl and smell her food, then walk away. I figured she would eat it eventually; she just had to get hungry enough. Apparently that didn't happen on Thursday. Her hunger strike lasted until about 1:00 on Friday, when I guess she realized that she wasn't going to get anything else. She cleaned out her bowl, but then was back on the hunger strike that night.
The hunger strike continued until about 10:00 this morning, when I got in the shower. I had left a sleeve of saltines on the coffee table which I incorrectly assumed she could not get to. When I got out of the shower, the wrapper was in her mouth and there were cracker crumbs everywhere. I don't think she actually ate too many of them, but she did eat enough for her to realize she was hungry. She gave in and ate most of her food.
I was originally planning on phasing out the wet food over the next week or so, but it looks like she's back on her regular food, so I will not be buying any more of the wet food. I'm sure she'll be disappointed, but she won't starve. Plus, she's a dog -- she'll forget all about the good stuff in a day or two.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Yummy, Yummy
So lately Maya has been bringing chunks of mulch into the house. Since they're mostly sticks, and since she just chewed on them and didn't eat them, I figured it was no big deal. Then she started throwing up....and she's been eating them.
Not wanting a sick puppy (and not wanting to keep cleaning up puppy puke), I decided to get her some more appropriate chew stuff. She has toys, but apparently that isn't what she's been in the mood for, so off to PetSmart we went.
I got her a variety of rawhides. Yesterday, I gave her one that was wrapped in sweet potato. I wasn't sure if she was going to like it or not. When I held it out, she came over and smelled it, then licked it, then snatched it out of my hand and ran to her favorite spot. She stayed there chewing on it for the next hour, literally. Then she went and got a drink of water, and went back to the rawhide.
She finally got tired of it after about 3 hours, but there was still a good amount left. I'm guessing she thought someone might take it away from her, so she proceeded to look for a place to hide it. First she tried to dig a hole in her bed. That didn't work. Then she tried to dig a hole in my tennis bag. That didn't work either. Next she tried to dig a hole in the carpet. Still no luck.
After trying a few more hiding spots, she finally decided her kennel was the way to go. First, she took everything out of it. Then, she dropped the remaining rawhide in the corner. Finally, just to be sure nobody accidentally found it, she dragged her shirt/blankie back into the kennel and put it on top of the rawhide. I guess she couldn't take the chance that another dog was going to find it.
Not wanting a sick puppy (and not wanting to keep cleaning up puppy puke), I decided to get her some more appropriate chew stuff. She has toys, but apparently that isn't what she's been in the mood for, so off to PetSmart we went.
I got her a variety of rawhides. Yesterday, I gave her one that was wrapped in sweet potato. I wasn't sure if she was going to like it or not. When I held it out, she came over and smelled it, then licked it, then snatched it out of my hand and ran to her favorite spot. She stayed there chewing on it for the next hour, literally. Then she went and got a drink of water, and went back to the rawhide.
She finally got tired of it after about 3 hours, but there was still a good amount left. I'm guessing she thought someone might take it away from her, so she proceeded to look for a place to hide it. First she tried to dig a hole in her bed. That didn't work. Then she tried to dig a hole in my tennis bag. That didn't work either. Next she tried to dig a hole in the carpet. Still no luck.
After trying a few more hiding spots, she finally decided her kennel was the way to go. First, she took everything out of it. Then, she dropped the remaining rawhide in the corner. Finally, just to be sure nobody accidentally found it, she dragged her shirt/blankie back into the kennel and put it on top of the rawhide. I guess she couldn't take the chance that another dog was going to find it.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Picky Eater
For some reason, Maya has decided that she will no longer eat out of her bowl. I have no idea why, but about 2 weeks ago, she decided that food tastes better when eaten off the floor.
If I put her food in her bowl, she won't eat it until she's absolutely starving. And even then, it's only after tipping it over. If she can't knock if over, she'll bark or whine until I come to the rescue. If I put some of it on the grounds, she'll gobble it up immediately. I've tried washing the bowl, using a different bowl, etc, but she just decided that she's rather eat off the floor.
Strangely enough, she'll eat out of other dog's bowls. I find this especially strange because she won't drink after other dogs. I have a weird dog.
If I put her food in her bowl, she won't eat it until she's absolutely starving. And even then, it's only after tipping it over. If she can't knock if over, she'll bark or whine until I come to the rescue. If I put some of it on the grounds, she'll gobble it up immediately. I've tried washing the bowl, using a different bowl, etc, but she just decided that she's rather eat off the floor.
Strangely enough, she'll eat out of other dog's bowls. I find this especially strange because she won't drink after other dogs. I have a weird dog.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Eat This, Not That!
I haven't written in a while, but that doesn't mean we haven't had any adventures. Lately, I've just been struggling to keep Maya from eating everything as we take our daily walks. Here's a list of the things I pulled out of her mouth yesterday:
"That would tell me that you went to home depot today. Huh??? Allow me to explain. You went there to buy new burner drip covers for your stove and you had to pass by the new fall colors in paints. So you grabbed them both. When you got hom...e you emptied the bag and your ceiling fan blew the empty plastic bag onto the floor. You started with the paint and realized you could use some help when opening the sample resulted in a drip on your floor. You grabbed a paper towel to clean the drip and went to toss the towel into the plastic bag but didn't see it had fallen onto the floor. Puzzled, you placed the paper towel onto the same countertop. it suffered the same fate via the same fan. Since your neighbor just finished painting her bathroom, you called her over for an opinion. While waiting for her to stop by, you took the foil off the stovetop to put the new drip covers on the stove. That's when your neighbor showed up and, on your way to the door, you missed the counter and dropped the used foil onto the floor. Maya sniffed the paint and ended up dipping her nose into it. Instinctively, she retreated and backed into the plastic bag, paper towel and foil. In self defense, she attacked these foreign objects by gnawing on them. The styrofoam cup that was holding your guests' cigarette butts by the trash can was merely in the wrong place at the wrong time and received Maya's defensive attack as well."
I had to laugh. So my question is, why will she eat all this crap, but not her food?
- Ball of foil
- Plastic bag
- Paper towel
- Styrofoam (twice)
- Cigarette butts (three times)
- Paint chips (too many to count)
"That would tell me that you went to home depot today. Huh??? Allow me to explain. You went there to buy new burner drip covers for your stove and you had to pass by the new fall colors in paints. So you grabbed them both. When you got hom...e you emptied the bag and your ceiling fan blew the empty plastic bag onto the floor. You started with the paint and realized you could use some help when opening the sample resulted in a drip on your floor. You grabbed a paper towel to clean the drip and went to toss the towel into the plastic bag but didn't see it had fallen onto the floor. Puzzled, you placed the paper towel onto the same countertop. it suffered the same fate via the same fan. Since your neighbor just finished painting her bathroom, you called her over for an opinion. While waiting for her to stop by, you took the foil off the stovetop to put the new drip covers on the stove. That's when your neighbor showed up and, on your way to the door, you missed the counter and dropped the used foil onto the floor. Maya sniffed the paint and ended up dipping her nose into it. Instinctively, she retreated and backed into the plastic bag, paper towel and foil. In self defense, she attacked these foreign objects by gnawing on them. The styrofoam cup that was holding your guests' cigarette butts by the trash can was merely in the wrong place at the wrong time and received Maya's defensive attack as well."
I had to laugh. So my question is, why will she eat all this crap, but not her food?
Monday, August 23, 2010
Vet Visit
The puppy now has a name, Maya. :)
Maya had her first vet visit today, and the vet says she's a healthy little girl. I talked to him about her not eating, and he gave me a few tips to entice her. His first suggestion is mixing the dry food with some wet food. That worked like a charm. She smelled the wet stuff and started chowing down. That girl can eat!!
Maya had her first vet visit today, and the vet says she's a healthy little girl. I talked to him about her not eating, and he gave me a few tips to entice her. His first suggestion is mixing the dry food with some wet food. That worked like a charm. She smelled the wet stuff and started chowing down. That girl can eat!!
Sunday, August 22, 2010
She Won't Eat
So I'm really worried about the puppy. She seems to be getting better as far as getting used to me and the house, she's playing and running around, but she's not eating. She didn't eat Friday, she didn't eat Saturday, and she only took a couple of bites this morning. She hasn't eaten anything since then. She is drinking water, so that's something, but I'm still worried. I'm taking her to the vet tomorrow for a puppy check, so I'll talk to him about it tomorrow.
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