11 August 2013 @ 09:21 pm
Home of the Clockers!  
So I'm trying to do a post a day to sort of get myself into the habit. I'm also going to try and take pictures too, just to get in the habit. Even if they are of stupid stuff and not high quality!

Anyway I almost didn't write today as it wasn't a very good day. I had to spend a lot of hours editing a project I'm working on and it was hard and kept fowling up so it was getting super frustrating.

Plus my day didn't start out so well.

We just adopted a dog whose doggy-mother had cancer and couldn't take care of her kids and the dog but he's nine months old and I don't think he was really worked with at all and some days he drives me insane but today I honestly wanted to kill him (I would never hurt my dogs, know this now, they are my children but there are some days when yes, you even want to throttle your children.) he started off the day with waking up at six in the morning stepping out of his bed and pissing all over the floor. He didn't whine, go to the door, or try and wake me up like normal. He just went 'well I have to go so I might as well'. This is the third time he's done this (after having a month of no accidents!) and I don't understand where this is coming from. Then he proceeded to try and eat my coffee table after an hour walk and giving him a brand new soup bone (both the dogs got new soup bones today) I heard chewing that didn't sound like the bones and he was eating the corner of the table when I went to check! So into the cage he went.

He stayed there for an hour or so until I let him out on good behavior. I let Moose and him play and after a hour or two all was quiet. Even as a puppy my baby girl has never been destructive. She's always either napped or chewed on one of her toys, and my dog before her mostly just slept or hung out in the yard we had in Brooklyn barking at stray cats. So to have a destructive dog is a little new to me so I didn't think much of the silence.

I should have known better.

He's a lab whippet mix so he's not that big really. He looks like a whippet with lab colourings. Anyway he got onto the chairs, onto the kitchen table, into a box that I was working on packing, and stole a 5000 dollar professional microphone and destroyed it. I fell down in tears when I saw that he'd done that. Moose has never destroyed anything of mine like that and I felt so disheartened that he would pick that of EVERYTHING I OWN to chew. I'm never going to be able to replace that. That was given to me in class by a teacher whom I sort of had a thing for, who I'll never see again cause he moved to India, as a gift. There are 4 baskets of toys in this house. Several bones. I just bought two new kong treat toys that they BOTH know if they bring them to me I fill them up treats. And THAT'S what he chews after already peeing on my floor and chewing on my coffee table.

I was so angry I had to get him out of the house and out of my sight so I tied him up in the yard and he tried to bite the neighbor kid who was petting my other dog. My 100 pound pitbull is lying getting head scratches and 30 pound Chekov goes mental and tries to bite a kid!?

If he continues on this fashion I will not be able to keep him and that makes me so sad cause every dog I've ever owned has lived and died with me. But this sort of behavior, especially the biting since it is not play nibbling, is unacceptable and I'm trying my hardest to train him and make him mind and it's discouraging. He has an appointment to see a professional next week and if he's unable to get it together rehoming might be my only option. I know just a home he'd be brilliant in with a couple of my dude friends so I know he'd be safe with people I know as they already said if push comes to shove they'd take him in but it's sad because I love my pets and want to do the world for them. /Sighs.

Other than that my day was really uneventful considering I worked most of it though today I took a trip into Bellingham to my aunts old house to try and see if they had something that was left behind in the house.

Fun fact time!

Most of you (and I should say two because only two people read this as far as I know hee) but I'm in the Boston area but I'm not really IN Boston. I work there and stay with my friends quite often but I actually live 30-ish minutes out of the city in a bedroom community called Ashland.

You've probably never heard of Ashland but if it wasn't for Ashland you might not have the alarm clocks you have today! Ashland is the home of the electric clock! There a clocks everywhere and the highschools mascots are the 'Clockers' I don't know what their actual mascot is I didn't grow up around here obviously. But it's actually fairly interesting! One of the neat things about this area is that almost all the houses built during a certain time, like my grandmothers, have outlets built high up in the wall so you could hang your electric clock without having to look at the cords running down to the bottom of the room! They are mostly in the living areas of the house, not the bedrooms, but it's fascinating. I don't know if they still work (nor am I willing to test it) but most people wouldn't have a clue what they're for!

This has ended up being a long rendition of a short story. But to be honest I need something to focus on other than Chekov driving me crazy. So anyway one of the benefits of growing up in a place where clocks are revered my father actually used to build them! Growing up we used to have about 7, he has a lot less now since he doesn't have the time to keep up with them, it used to drive my friends CRAZY cause they would chime on the hour and half hour and they all went off about 2-3 minutes apart so he could hear all the chimes. Having grown up around them I never heard them. Every now and then you'd catch one going off and it always seemed to be the last so you'd listen for all the chimes and hear nothing.

One Christmas he made one for my aunt and one for my grandmother. They're VERY lovely but when my aunt passed and her house was sold they sold everything in the house with the house and I drove out to Bellingham where she lived to try and get in contact with the owners to see if they still have the clock. I'm doubtful but that would be nice to have both of them back in our possession. My mum really wants my aunts one too because it's blue whereas my grandmothers is green (which if they DO have the clock I'd take the green of course) They were not home and I left a note so I hope they see it and call me. If not then it's not a big deal.

So maybe you've learned something today! Or maybe you already knew it! Either way it's a very boring post I know but if I don't keep up with myself then I wont get in the habit.

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Lisa[personal profile] caffeinified on August 15th, 2013 11:23 pm (UTC)
Awww puppy problems. Maybe he can still be trained out of the chewing on everything.

Oh, I bet Boston is so pretty! And that's so interesting about the outlets so far up the wall!
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Nanobots: JL | Accordion man[personal profile] nanobots on August 17th, 2013 02:40 am (UTC)
Well he bit the trainer we had this week. Sooo he's in a lot of trouble. I have a week of working on him cause I took Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday off. So here's to hoping!

Isn't it! Very weird. I'm pretty sure this might be one of the only places that has them but I'm not sure! Boston is lovely. I work downtown and it's brilliant. If you ever get a chance to go I suggest it!
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