Harley, the meanie of the two???

Okay so this week was a lot of nothing really. Both Sporty and Harley were rather rambunctious. I think that Harley was really wound up all week, which to me seems really random, because she normally isn't really that into playing around outside. I think that this may be because of her age, she is almost seven years old. But I guess it really doesn't matter what age she is, because you can always be hyper whether you're old or not. I think that Sporty enjoyed it though. Mostly because when I was gone at school, he had someone to play with besides my mom. I think that he enjoys getting to mess around with Harley more because normally she doesn't want to do much of anything(again possibly because of age). Sporty is more of a happy dog when Harley is more playful because he just gets away with bothering her more I guess. Not that we like get mad at him for messing with Harley but sometimes he does get on her nerves. I have noticed however, that Harley is a little bit more aggressive with age, mostly because when she plays she likes to use her paws, and this is something that she has always done, that is why Boxers were given the breed name, because they always use their paws. But Harley was kind of mean when she played with Sporty this week, they have a toy that looks like a duck and it has a squeaky thing inside of it, well Harley doesn't like the squeaky and I think that Sporty knows this well he kind of eggs her on by squeaking the toy right next to her face. Well Harley, like any other person would do, sort of smacked Sporty on the forehead, and Sporty now has a scar where he made Harley mad and she smacked him.
 Another thing that Harley does is get Sporty in trouble for things that she does. Now I have talked about this before but in case you missed that post, here's another infamous story. The other day I was abut ready to eat dinner when my mom called me into the other room for something, well I went to help her and left my food on the coffee table. Harley didn't think that I was looking and started eating food off of my plate. Well she tried to get Sporty in trouble and started taking food off the plate and put it in front of where he was laying. Of course since I saw this, I couldn't help but to laugh, I mean how many people can say that they have seen their dogs do something like this. Well Harley looked up and saw me and then looked over at Sporty as if to say, "It was all his fault." I can't help but wonder if this is what its like to have small children around. If anyone ever said that having dogs was like having children, I probably would have to agree, even though I don't have any children, but anyways. That's all for this week, next week, my Halloween ideas for Sporty and Harley!!

Harley: jealous of the baby brother

This week is the first week of October, so of course, it was the week that our family put up Halloween decorations. Both Sporty and Harley were involved in the planning of the decorations, but only in the fact that I made sure that both Harley and Sporty wouldn't mess up the things that we put outside, like the airblown decorations with the lights inside of them. Well lets say that I tried to make sure that the dogs wouldn't get into the different decorations, it did NOT work out how I planned. I thought that they wouldn't get into anything  because they usually don't run into things... Well normally they don't but, this time had to be different because that's just the way my luck would go, so when Sporty ran outside, he decided that it would be fun to start digging up one of the decorations and then once caught, to run to my mom as if to stay out of trouble. Well that didn't work and he did get in trouble, instead of getting his "good dog" milkbone, he didn't get to get one. I thought that this was a suitable punishment. Harley thought that she was special because she got to eat one while Sporty didn't. Harley thinks that those sort of things are special, because she doesn't really get as much attention as she once was when she was an only dog... Its sort of like Sporty is her baby brother and she is in the jealous big sister mode, like when a parent comes home with a new baby when their first child is only a couple of years old. I think that the way that she is acting is a couple of years late since we've had Sporty for almost three years now. We got him when he was two months so she should be over this phase now right? Well obviously not, because for some reason she has went back to the baby phase of being Harley, for some reason, she thinks that she is the only dog again and that we shouldn't be paying attention to Sporty, which I understand because if I had a little brother, I would act the same way. I also understand how Sporty likes to milk his attention, when Sporty came along people thought that maybe since he was a pitbull that he needs more attention, and I do admit that I am responsible for kind of putting a lot of my time and attention towards Sporty for a while because I was like a little kid with a new toy and the old one wasn't really as important as it once was, but I stopped that after the first time Sporty ate my shoe. He wasn't my dog for a week after that because I declared that he was my mom's. I acted more nice to Harley after that and really I've limited myself to the attention that I give each dog. Usually, I try to make my dogs time the same amount because I knew how it felt to feel left out. So now the dogs get usually equal amount of attention from me but not really everyone else...

Sporty: a monster or a scaredy cat?

So this week, I learned something that I've never actually thought I'd have to learn, when a dog thinks that its a big dog, it usually is afraid of the smallest thing in sight. It all started Tuesday night, I come home and everything is fine so I go about doing my normal routine, something to eat, television(Swift Justice with Nancy Grace) and onto homework, peer reviews first because those take the longest for some reason. While doing my homework, Sporty came up to me and wanted me to take him outside, so of course, I do what any other teenager would do, "Mom, Sporty needs out, and I'm busy can you take him..." Well of course my mom says no and I end up having to take him outside. While outside, he deliberately decided to take off for the back of the house, now keep in mind that I take both him and Harley out on leashes, and not those retractable ones either, which means that he almost yanked my arm off, but I finally got him to stop running long enough for me to see at least a glimpse of what he was chasing after. Who would have thought, he's a dog and what do dogs love to chase more than cars and the occasional mailman, yep you guessed it, A SQUIRREL, and not just any cute little squirrel. The ones in my back yard are evil, when they are mad, they throw nuts at you, and when you run after them, they just stand there like nothings happening and it looks like they are going to run directly towards you. So of course this time was no different, Sporty ran after the squirrel, and what happens next, the squirrel just stands there kind of waiting for the dog to do something. Well Sporty is kind of a dork in the sense that he thought that the squirrel would run away but instead of the squirrel running away, my poor little Sporty yanked my arm off again and ran toward the front of the house. When I let him in the house, he ran right into my mom's room as if to say something like a little kid would, for example the look on his face was like he was saying "Well aren't you going to do anything about these horrendous creatures that do absolutely nothing but scare me..." It was one of the funniest faces that I think I have ever seen him make. After something like that happens, you don't really think about it that much and it ends up just rolling off of your shoulders, but in my house, once one thing goes a little a-wall than something else has to. So I went back to doing my homework and Sporty went into another room, my room to lay on my bed. I didn't think anything of it until he kept coming in the living room and trying to get my attention. Unfortunately for me, I just kept on going back to my homework and didn't think of it until I was ready to go to sleep, well I walked into my room which was pitch black, and I stepped into something sort of gooey and wet. Obviously, I thought that something was wrong so I went to turn on my light, and stepped in the gooey mess again in a different spot. Not knowing what it was, I turned on the light to look and see Sporty's head hanging low like when he knows he's done something wrong, and looked on my floor but the "gooey mess" to find out what it really was... Turns out that something didn't agree with Sporty's stomach not once but TWICE. I think that when he was coming in the living room while I was doing my homework, he was trying to tell me that he had thrown up in my room but I didn't pay attention. Well I was angry but you know how when a dog is in trouble or sick they get their puppy dog eyes going, Sporty knows just how to milk it and I couldn't help but smile and forgive him, after all he didn't do anything wrong. During all of these festivities, Harley was in the front room watching Animal Planet and sleeping through all of the festivities.

Another Week Gone by Already?

So this week went by super fast... I don' t know if it did for the dogs but it did for me. I think that's how it always is on homecoming week, well technically its not homecoming, its float building. This week as been kind of packed with homework to so it felt like I didn't get to see my dogs at all. 
Speaking of that, I wonder how long dogs think that we are away even when we are only away for like two hours. Do they think that its like two years? Well I mean one human year is seven dog years, who came up with that anyway. Oh yeah back to my story. My dogs are always "attacking" me  when I get home from school, and I wonder if it means that they miss me so much. Well that's what most people take it as. Anyway, when I say "attacking" I don't mean crazily barking and chewing off my face:)... I mean jumping all over the door and all over me when I walk in the house. I think that my dogs are the craziest things though, I mean I know I say that a lot but they really are. I think that some of the things they do, you could never understand unless you have a camera at that exact moment. I mean that brings me to one day this week, I can't remember what day it was exactly but  I had to take Harley outside and Sporty stayed inside, I came back in the house and Sporty decided that he wanted to go out. I took him out and when I brought him back inside, he ran right to the television and stared like he didn't want to miss anything. I thought it was the cutest thing, but unfortunately the moment I went to get my camera, he jumped up and ran into the other room. I think that my dogs are a little camera shy... For example one day, Harley was sitting like a person with her paw on the remote and her legs propped up on the edge of the couch, it looked really cute but the second that I went to get my camera, she shot up and ran in the other room. Why do dogs always do that, you think that they look so cute so you try to take a good picture and as soon as they see the camera, they decide to run away and not be the perfect angels that they try to portray to every one else that comes around.
My dogs have a problem with that also, they are sometimes like little devils but then as soon as someone is around, they are either really good or really bad. I guess this is sort of what my other blog post was aoubt when I was talking about how my parents feel. Because I definitely just described how toddlers act with their parents. So maybe that's why I decided to write a blog about "raising" a pit bull and a boxer...
Until next week.(:

Why?

Why do dogs eat everything? I think that my dogs are pigs in disguise I don't know how or why but my dogs eat everything in sight. What about the fact that they eat a forty pound bag of dog food every two weeks. I don't know how but they can put away the food. Harley she shows her weight Sporty however is one of those people that are known for their high metabolism. Good golly they never stop eating. Its like they think that if they don't eat it right away it won't be there ten minutes later. I'm sorry but I think that something has to change. Okay not really :) But I do think that they eat a little to much.
My dogs are very weird aobut those things. I think that if I were to take the food out of the house, they would possibly go crazy, my mom would end of feeding them way more table scraps than needed. Believe me she already does. I think that may be part of the problem. Every time you get something to eat at our house, our dogs think that they have to eat also. If they needed to the dogs could get their own food out of the bag. Theyv'e done it before, not because we didn't feed them but just because they could... Didn't want you to get confused there. Take this Tuesday for example, I came home from school and went into the kitchen where the dog food and water bowls are and was going to change the water but as I look over, Sporty has his head stuffed into the dog food bag and is scarfing down food, and when I look for Harley to see where she is during all of this, well I don't have to look for very long, shes laying down in the mess that Sporty has all over the floor, I couldn't help but laugh. I mean how many people can say that their dogs have done this. Unfortunatley, when I went for my camera, the dogs had already thought that they were in trouble and went in the other room, so no pictures could frame the suspects!!!
I like that sometimes I am the only one that catches the dogs doing these things, because in a way, I know my mom would freak. But in another sense, normal people that don't know my dogs wouldn't ever believe me. I also think that in one way, I'm the only one that has to clean up the mess that they won't eat before my mom sees it. I think that sometimes the dogs just try to make more work for me but I really don't know. Maybe it is just a coincidence but in some ways I think not.
I also found out this week that a pit bulls jaws are a lot stronger than that of which I thought before. We got Sporty a new toy and I was playing tug of war with him, well I started spinning around in circles and in no time I lifted him up off the ground. First, I thought that I was going to break his teeth so I let him down but I did it again and yet again he got up and was off the ground by about three inches. I never knew that dogs could hold onto something like that with just their teeth. I find out new and wow-factoring things aobut my dogs daily.

Nothing really new...

So this week was kind of a dead week with Sporty and Harley... They didn't really do anything interesting at all. Well I guess they had to have done something but this week, I was so busy I didn't even realize what they had done... I kind of feel bad that I am so busy that i don't really get to see them(Wait did I really just say that, I mean I am a teenager usually people don't say things like that until their like married with kids right?) I don't know all I really know is that they usually do things that make me laugh and this week I didn't get much laughter well I guess that could be because I was so stressed but hey high school does that to you... Anyway more on the stars of this blog, Harley decided that she was going to be a rascal today and jump on my bed at 5 in the morning and bark until I got up, usually this wouldn't be so bad but I literally only had two hours of sleep last night. (Book Reports keep you up when you like to procrastinate) Well anyway she wouldn't be quiet so I had to get up and take her outside. Well then she proceeded to not do anything at all except just sit outside. I think that she likes to do things just to annoy me. I like that the only time I have paid attention to my dogs this week is when they needed food or when they needed to go out. I feel kind of bad but I guess I will get over it.


Harley is always like that though, she likes to push your buttons, but I think it’s kind of funny at times, just not when she does it to me. That’s kind of like the saying its only funny until someone gets hurt. Well in this case I guess it would be “Its only funny when she is pushing other people’s buttons not when she’s pushing yours”.

Sporty has this thing about his feet now; he likes to chew at them a lot. I don’t really get it but his face is starting to go a little raw because of it. I guess he is going to have to go to the vet and we will figure it out, but until than I just try to tell him not to. What good that does, I think that it might be like poison ivy for dogs but I don’t get how because it doesn’t affect me so I don’t get why it’s such a big problem for the dogs. I feel bad for the little guy because he is always chewing at his paws.

Next week’s post should be better, mostly because I don’t have as many things to do as I did this week and I can watch them more than I did this week. I miss not seeing the funny things that they do. But anyways, next week should be better.

Is this how my parents feel???

Okay so this week, I thought that I would let you know about my dogs and their moods. You know how some people say that their dogs are spoiled; well I think that my dogs are getting back at me for saying that. This week all Harley the boxer has done is not listen at ALL. (If this is what parenthood is like, I'm not looking forward to it.) I mean, she will listen to anyone in the house EXCEPT ME... Anytime I try to make her get off the couch she looks at me and has that look like "You’re not my boss, I don't have to listen at all." Typically what a seven year old dog does right. Umm I think not she is just a sassy meanie if you ask me. I know I sound like I have a five year olds vocabulary but that’s what she was at the time to me. Sporty the pit bull was the same way on Monday. I walk in the house after school and he was at the door to greet me the same as everyday but when I told him to move, he barked at me like as if to say "You are not the boss of me missy." I mean honestly you feed and water and take care of these dogs as if they are people but you don't get anything in return, well at least not until they want something, or did something wrong and are trying to hide it.( Really is this what parenting is like, cause if so I’m sorry to my parents.)


Another thing that Harley has done this week is eat things in my room that she is not supposed to. Harley likes to get Sporty in trouble and this week I have figured it out. Sometimes I will find that one of the dogs has gone to the bathroom in the house, something that they know is definitely not right. Well I figured out this week that when everyone is blaming Sporty, Harley is walking away or puts her head down. I never really thought about it until Tuesday when I woke up and there was my hairbrush laying in the middle of the floor with half of the handle eaten off. Well at first I figured that it might have been Sporty but then I realized that Sporty usually the one who is at the bottom of my bed sleeping but Harley used to like to eat things in my room when she was a puppy.  I’ve figured out that yes she does know not to eat things but she thinks that she can get away with it by sort of blaming it on Sporty. We’ve all done this. Blame the youngest dog for eating everything. Well that’s what I did but then I realized that Harley was walking away and Sporty was just sitting there. First sign of a guilty dog is if they walk away. So when I told Harley to come back, she went under the kitchen table, her hiding place. Thats when I knew I had a bad dog on my hands. It turns out that Harley had eaten the hairbrush. So I guess that blaming the wrong kid is bound to happen in many homes across America, it just so happens that this week I didn't blame kids I blamed dogs.