LeMasters & Scout

Well hello there! It’s been exactly ten months since my last blog. You can thank my job as a public educator for my sabbatical. Since we last met I purchased a house and I purchased a dog. The house alone could provide endless blogs, but Miss Scout Jean Louise LeMasters is what really keeps me busy.

I didn’t plan to buy a dog my first month of living in the new “doll house,” as my dad so lovingly refers to it. However, after a bit of pressure from my mom I purchased a pup. I should mention that it was said by aforementioned mom “My new home would sit better with her if I had a man living with me.” The man didn’t happen…the dog did.

On a bit of a whim, the parents and I drove up to Fort Lupton, Colorado to look at dachshund puppies. I had planned to put a down payment on a two-week-old English, long haired, dachshund. She was the half-sister of my parents’ dog, Gracie. I thought, “HOW FUN TO HAVE SISTERS!” Well…things took a bit of a turn when I spotted Miss Scout. She was the quiet, well mannered, lady, sitting calmly in the middle of dog chaos. So. I left that night with a nine week old, American, long haired, dachshund. The below picture is me leaving the farm…look at the joy on my face!

When we got home I realized I was swindled…The joy on my face quickly turned into a scene from the film “Turner & Hooch.” Remember this scene…THIS WAS MY LIFE FOR THREE DAYS!

I didn't give her any food, but I did wrap her in one of my shirts with a nightlight. DIDN'T WORK! I swear those nights were God's way of testing my patience...while he laughed. 

Over the next week she began to sleep through the night and I didn’t kill her, so that was a definite plus! My mom was also kind of enough to come and check on her at 1pm while I worked until 4pm. She would tell me what a wonderful, perfect, angel Scout was. REALLY? Because when I got home I would find this…

Look at that! It's like finding a kid who collapsed from a sugar high. Look at poor Ellie the Elephant. I don't know what she did to be thrown in the corner, but holy cow! I think I'm dealing with some serious anxiety issues. I also think Nana is keeping secrets...

I know you're all thinking, "Wow! Dayna has a lot on her plate. I bet she's regretting that purchase." Let's all calm it down a bit. While I am dealing with some new, and quite frankly, LUDICROUS situations, I also have a freaking cute girl sitting on my lap. A girl who wags her tail in pure happiness when I come home. A girl who gives me kisses in the middle of attacking toys. And most importantly a girl who is pre-maturely graying, just like me...we're hair twins! I just adore her...how could you not love this girl? I mean, look at the perfectly round head!

Note: It should be mentioned that the last paragraph is the mantra I keep saying over and over in my head when terrible events happen. Teaser: Dead mouse, bathroom flooding, urine samples, and wall eating. STAY TUNED!