Whew, this month has gone so fast. It’s been full of birthday parties (my family has 4 birthdays in October, including mine!), vacations, vet trips, and fall pictures. Mona had her annual vet trip earlier this month. She wasn’t up for any of the vaccines I opt to give her, so it was just a physical and some booty work. The vet gave her a clean bill of health! She’s at a good weight, she feels and sounds healthy, but her anal glands were full so they went ahead and expressed those for me. Lucky for me they even did it in the back so I didn’t have to experience that ordeal. Poor Mona probably felt so violated! Hah! That was the first time we’ve had to have that done, but at least she isn’t scooting across my rugs anymore!
The day after the vet, we had a birthday party for a friend at our house. Since the majority of our friends are either still single or newly married with no kids, not all of them have the house for bigger gatherings so we always end up being the ones to host parties. Usually I’m okay with that, but I think I’ve started to turn into an overprotective dog mom. Whoops! I just can’t help it. People feeding my dogs table scraps all night, people getting in their personal space when they’re already stimulated enough with the extra people and sound in the house. Don’t get me wrong, I know they can handle some and Mona loves people. But when it’s 11PM and large drunk men are laying ON TOP of my skiddish greyhound, of course I’m going to get a little protective. First of all, I don’t want Ron to get jumpy or scared and then traumatized (because greyhounds are always so sensitive!). And secondly, I don’t want him feeling as if he needs to growl or bite in response to feeling threatened and then have to deal with that. A lot of people don’t always understand that a growl is a way for dogs to communicate. It’s not like Ron can be like, “oh hey… um, excuse me but I’d rather you didn’t LAY ON TOP OF ME.” Too often do I see people shrug off a growl and say things like “oh stop, it’s fine.” He’s already been overstimulated. Lots of people, lots of food, lots of sounds, lots of attention… give the guy a break! Gah! End Rant.
This last week I was on vacation with my mom. We went to my second favorite place in the world (first being at home with my little family since I’m a huge homebody), Universal Studios in Orlando. It’s my favorite place for one, well two, reasons… Harry Potter, duh! See, that was what I grew up with. I’ve read the books countless times, seen all the movies a million times, met my penpal of 12 years on a Harry Potter fansite, have a Harry Potter tattoo… I mean, I’m a nerd guys. That’s my home, my happy place, my peace. So getting to physically walk around in that world (even with thousands of other people) is pretty neat. I’ve been there twice now and if I could find a way to hide out in the castle and live there I’d be all over it. But the end of vacation means it’s back to the real world of saving money, preparing to hibernate for the winter, and learning a new hobby. I think I’m going to go for crocheting 🙂