Today’s WTF moment brought to you by… the Bug.
When I first posted this video to Facebook in 2014, I included this caption “This bug is the most fun, if Deita would just put it down! (And yes, my house is a mess. Have you met Miss D?)”
Miss D loved her treat toys. Well, okay, Miss D loved food. Period. But early on she learned that if she picked the toys up and shook them, she’d get more treats faster than if she rolled the toys along the floor as designed.
This time, however, I distracted her mid-snack with this tiny remote-controlled bug. Her reaction was above and beyond my expectations, though. It started us down the path of searching for appropriately sized remote-control toys: bugs, mice, trucks, cars.
Remote-controlled dog toys were total and complete failures. Have you ever noticed that dog toys are all centered around “fetch” and “chew” and “tug”? And all remote-controlled dog toys are balls. Miss D simply stared at these, as if asking, “WTF am I supposed to do with this?”
But cat toys? Cat toys are the BEST! They center around “hunt” which was Miss D’s favorite game. Sadly, cat toys are made for cats, who hunt by stalking and pouncing. Miss D hunts by stalking, yes. But she also chases, picks things up in her mouth, shakes them, and tosses them across the room. Cat toys are simply not made for this type of play.
The first generation of “the bug” latest two days. We had so much fun, Mommy bought a second generation, which lasted about two minutes. This was going to get expensive.
So we started looking at kids toys. After all, remote-controlled cars are made for little boys who can be even more destructive in their play than dogs. Unfortunately, most remote-controlled cars and trucks are simply too big. Miss D would stalk and chase the one small truck Mommy bought, but she couldn’t pick it up in her mouth the way she wanted to. So truck hunting was almost more frustrating than it was fun. In the end, she figured out a way to pick it up by the wheels. Bye bye truck!
Mommy then found a bigger toy car. It was fun to chase about the room at first, but it was too big and Miss D lost interest quickly. So we went back to cat toys.
The third generation of the bug was actually a “mouse”. It was bigger than the bug and had a little tail with a feather (well, it is a cat toy after all) and lasted about two weeks. The fourth generation was nearly identical to the third and lasted about four months. The secret was that Miss D would pick this one up by the tail to toss it across the room, so the body didn’t get crushed between her jaws like the others. Although, it was nearing the end of its life recently too. The last couple times we brought it out, it could only move forward in circles, and even that was jerky.
Still, if anyone from the cat toy company is watching, we sure would love a doggie version of this bug. One with a body a little more indestructible!
Apologies for the video quality. I shot this with my iPad, but I’m no Scorsese. At 1:31, I finally catch up to Miss D and remotely activated the wheels, which generates the reaction you see.
Mommy’s favorite video of Miss D for all time: how to eat a Blueberry by Miss Deita.
Step 1. Circle the Blueberry, being wary of its propensity to jump out and attack you when you least expect it. Circle that Blueberry several times, but don’t let it know you’re interested. Act nonchalant. You want to catch it unawares.
Step 2. draw the Blueberry close. Watch out! Don’t let it escape!
Step 3. Shake that Blueberry for all you’re worth. Kill that sucker!
Step 4. Enjoy!
Found this old video of Miss D trying out her new boots. She always had trouble negotiating the hardwood floors, but these booties helped quite a bit.
Hi all! Well, it’s been a rough week for Miss D and Mommy. After Wed’s nightly neighborhood patrol, Miss D started favoring her right front leg. The leg carrying that nasty naughty tumor. By Thursday morn, “favoring” changed to “don’t touch it!” And Miss D went off her food.
Now, you know Deita. Nothing is bad enough that a good cookie can’t cure! So Mommy and Vet added Gabapentin to Miss D’s pain management regimen.
The next 48 hours were unpleasant and crushing to Mommy, who spent the night trying to make D comfortable and helping to stand or squat or sit. By Saturday Miss D was sleeping quite a bit, but Mommy decided to sleep on the sofa in case.
Mommy was considering letting Miss D go, which made her very sad. But then Sunday dawned and the new pain meds kicked in!
Sunday was wet and cool, but that didn’t stop Miss D from exploring her surroundings again. She could be found wandering the yard (without Mommy’s help) and curiously fascinated with the neighbor’s mechanical project in the driveway. Miss D gave him much advice, but I guess he doesn’t speak Schnauzer.
Anyway, Monday dawned cold and rainy but we’re feeling pretty sunny around here. We’ve got some more time together! Maybe we’ll both make an entrance at SchNovemberFest this Saturday
And now for some gratuitous selfies!
Cuddling is underrated. It is most enjoyable. Especially after a chilly, and shortened, patrol of the neighborhood. Miss D started on Rimadyl this evening for the pain. After about an hour, I was restless and ready to hit the road! So Mommy brought the old pet stroller down from storage and we were on our way! We walked to about the 3rd trash can (we used to try for 5) before we turned around. Mommy followed with the evil stroller, in case Miss D decided she’d gone far enough. Not gonna throw out her back carrying me home, she said. As if!
And now I’m feeling a little sleepy, because of the Benedryl. Apparently this type of tumor causes the body to produce a lot of extra histamine so it can be quite itchy! Prednisone is out, due to the Cushings, so Benedryl is an okay substitute. At least, I don’t lick my elbow as much after taking it.
Bonus! downside, it makes me sleepy
Miss D woke up limping. :(
Doesn’t want to put weight on that bad leg. And yet… the moment she heard the neighbor dogs outside, she made a beeline for the door and ran along the fence line with them barking up a storm as usual. AND she licked her breakfast bowl clean then begged for more. So we’ll call Vet in the morning about starting some medication for the pain. Meanwhile, it’s just another lazy Sunday afternoon. (Her tummy was shaved for the ultrasound, hence the funny-looking hair line on her chest)
just another Sunday