What's small, furry, spins around and chews everything?

Taz!
Taz sleeping in his food dish.

Obviously he's not the WB Taz:


but he does run around, has a mouth full of sharp teeth and is certainly a devil!
We got him Wed. night around 8:30 pm. Carrie was asked by friends what she wanted for her birthday next month and she gave a short list that included a pooch but wasn't expecting one. However we found an awesome deal on some puppies whose mother is a pure bred husky and the dad is a pure bred black lab. The guy had 9 puppies and no room to keep them all so he needed them gone a.s.a.p..

Taz is learning quickly. He came to us partly paper trained and has had only a couple of misses. He's getting better every day though. He's also gotten used to walking on a leash, though he still hasn't figured out that cutting me off or walking between my feet is bad but that will come. He definately like to be outside. We take him out back several times a day to try and do his business. So far it's hit and miss on that too. We started with the Sit command and that's coming along too. The basic commands (Sit, stay, down, heel, stay, drop) don't get a treat, just lots of praise but trick commands (shake, roll over, sing, dance, etc) will get both.

For now the worst part of having him is that we have to sleep with our bedroom door open. If it's closed he starts to bark and howl. With it open he'll come in and sleep on my slippers. The down part is that I like to sleep with it as dark as possible. With the door open I hear Logan get up to the bathroom, some of the street light bounces in and down the hall if the front curtains aren't closed, my computer tower is "batman" with glowing eyes and that's enough to keep m awake. Add to that our hamster and degus run in wheels and rattle their cages.... Being a light sleeps sucks but at the same time I an get up and check to see if there have been any midnight poopings and clean them up if needed.

Yesterday he was definately in a playful mood. He decided that his water dish was a pool and jumped in with his front feet.

Looks like it's time to let him outside again!

It's the thought that counts

There are days where you wake up in the morning and say to yourself, "What the fuck am I doing? Nobody gives a damn about me and what I do." Doing volunteer staff work on the paintball forum has more than it's fair share of those kinds of days.

Don't get me wrong. I do enjoy it. I've met dozens, if not hundreds, of great people. The majority of them seem to get my odd sense of humor and even though they have voted me "Most Evil Forum Staff" four years in a row. But there are still days where I do things quietly and feel like I've been forgotten.

Then there are days where someone posts something like this. The fact that someone would take the time to find and post it is great. The fact that someone suggested pooling money to get me a custom Pez totally rocks!

I don't expect to actually have a bunch of people who have never met me actually do it but it's the thought that counts. And it certainly made my day.