Well... I haven't posted in a while. Like, more than a year. And I don't know if anyone will read this... probably not. But, just in case. Um... everything's going fine, I'm a librarian now for the Centerville and Farmington libraries, and have been for 1 year. Circulation clerk. I like it. ^_^ I still like anime, and I'm planning to go to AX this year. I'm taking 1 class at the BYU Salt Lake Center after a long school hiatus, and I'm planning to go back to BYU in August or thereabouts. Right now, I'm living at home. I play Rifts (a roleplaying game) with a nice group in Kaysville, and it's way fun. I play a dragon shapeshifter, among other things. ^_^ As for my dog(s), here's what happened (short version) with pictures included. :) You remember puppy Geordie, from previous pictures. This was him coming off the puppy truck:
Well, the tiny puppy grew and grew from this:
Into this:
He was BIG! Larger than every other lab in our guide dogs club. Here are some other pictures of big grown-up Geordie:
He outgrew his puppy bed, or so we thought. Geordie proved us wrong.
Geordie loved to run crazy in the grass. Getting him to hold still for a picture was the real challenge.
Such a handsome boy.
Awww. I think someone wanted to be petted. Geordie grew in more ways than one. Soon the tiny destructive chewing machine turned into a competant and loving guide dog puppy. He loved working, wasn't scared of anything, and was focused and determined. Perfect guide dog material. Unfortunately, that meant that soon it was time for him to go. Geordie was 1 year and 6 months old when he was called back to California. This was both sad and happy, for that day we also got a new puppy, a little "O" male named Orion!
My mom, sister, and I with little Orion.
This is the brief time when I had both puppies at the Blind Center.
Geordie receives a hug and in so doing passes the torch over to Orion. Soon, however, it was time to say goodbye.
This was the last time I ever saw Geordie. I cried all day. It was one of the worst things I've ever had to do. Geordie excelled in training, and went from phase 1 to phase 10 quick quick quick in 5 months. Soon he was in class with his new person, and I excitedly received his notice of graduation and purchased airplane tickets to California to hand him off. Unfortunately, 1 week before graduation he was career changed for "inappropriate vocalizations". He apparently barked in class, and growled at a student, and therefore failed. He was taken home by his trainer, and (I hope) now lives a happy life as both a pampered pet and a fellow trainer for new guides. I have yet to hear from her. It did help, though, that I had a new puppy to comfort and distract me: cutie Orion.
Orion on the back porch wondering why I'm pointing a shiny metal box at him instead of playing.
Dramatic lighting shot.
Orion had such ENORMOUS ears! They were as long as his head and drooped in the food bowl when he ate, so they needed to be cleaned often. They also have cute little freckles on the tips. ^_^
Aww. So many toys, and yet so tired. Sooner than I would have liked, little cute Orion grew into big handsome Orion.
Orion in his usual spot at the foot of my bed. The evil laundry baskets are blocking his pet bed.
Orion grew even BIGGER than Geordie did! Why do I get the giant ones?
Deep soul-penetrating stare.
Aww. Orion is the most affectionate dog I've ever seen. He love love loves attention and people. Sit on the floor, and any time he'll be there to cuddle. He also loves to lick with a passion. Orion turned 1 year old in March of this year. Unfortunately, the need for working guides is greater than ever, and Orion has been called back to California. He's leaving on April 19th bright and early, with only 1 week and 1/2's notice for me. Sad times. Because of such short notice, there will be no replacement puppy. And what with going back to Provo in August and my parent's being tired of tiny puppies, there probably won't be another one for a long, long time unless I can find some roommates in Provo willing to co-raise (seems unlikely) or a job in Provo that lets me bring a guide dog puppy to work (even more unlikely). So, sad times are imminent, but I'm glad I got the opportunity to raise 2 wonderful dogs. :) |