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Monday, November 4, 2013


How was everyones first weekend of November? I still can't believe November is here, and I don't know what happened but I think I am feeling the holiday spirit already. Friday evening I saw on Powell's that Allie Brosh of Hyperbole and a Half was going to be doing a reading and book signing. So without much notice, Fisher and I, headed down to Powell's Saturday a little later than I thought we should have. I wasn't sure what to expect, I figured there would be a lot of people there but we got a parking space right away and I hoped that was a good sign (not so much). Then we got in, and if you don't know about Powell's, well it's "the city of books," it's big. The line snaked around several large rooms, through two floors and we ended up somewhere in the middle of that line. The reading started. The reading ended. We were still in line. Powell's employees brought paper and pens to draw pictures for her, as requested by Allie, which we did. After awhile the line began to move steadily for an hour or so; then it stopped. It stopped for a least an hour at which point I needed to get home to give Marla her medicine, make dinner, get my car before parking tickets started piling up, and before my knees imploded from standing on the concrete floor for so long. I was ready to stick it out because I thought we had made it to the front of the line. But when I found out there was a whole additional line like the line we had been in for so long on the floor above us, we gave up and went home. But we didn't leave empty handed, we did get an autographed copy of her book. Maybe next time. Though I am thinking next time Powell's will be making this a ticketed event. I think they were a caught off guard how many Allie Brosh fans are out there.

Sunday marked a full week with our little Marla. Oh my goodness. For me, when I had my kids my bond was instantaneous. And you may be wondering why I am talking about babies when I am actually talking about a dog, but I guess I thought it would be the same. I thought my maternal instinct would just bleed on over into puppy love. It wasn't like that. I totally had the post-doggie blues. I was a wreck thinking "how i am going to train her? what if she never learns to go potty outside? what if she gets sick? what if we lose her? what if i don't want to keep her? what if...?! ahh!" It was pretty brutal, mostly because I felt like a real ass (but maybe one with some new insight into a few things). Then one night I was sitting with her on the couch and she looked up at me with those big brown eyes and I thought, okay, you just stole my heart. We are good.

When we adopted Marla she was sneezy so I asked that she be seen before we brought her home. They let us know that she probably had 'kennel cough,' gave us some antibiotics and told us to keep her away from other animals. This weekend she started coughing and spitting up, and I quickly reverted back to that first time new mom where I was convinced everything was as dire as possible. We snuggled in the steamy bathroom with the shower running hot. I held her to my chest with her little chin tucked up on my shoulder. We wrapped up in warm blankets and googled 'kennel cough' about 8 million times just to make sure that the symptoms were still the same as the last time I'd checked.  I went from feeling panic from having adopted her to panic I'd lose her. I realized that, now, I couldn't imagine our life without her.

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  1. The new member of your family is so cute, Christine! Glad to hear you at least got a signed copy of the book after spending so much time in the store standing. Wishing you a great start to the week!

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    1. thanks ada :) yeah, we were lucky because they completely ran out of books too!

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  2. First, how's Miss Marla feeling this morning? Any better? And how are you? How's your heart? I so appreciate your being honesty about your conflicted feelings on bringing her home. We're never supposed to say that stuff, are we? But I get it. I totally do. I think when we bring a critter into our lives, it's easy to get overwhelmed by all the other stuff, the care the everything *else* involved with having them there. Bravo to you for being patient about the love.

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    1. marla is much better today! i think yesterday was her worst day, which you know, all worst sick days are on a sunday ;) it's true, we don't talk about the darker feelings most times about such things, but they are real and i honestly believe just acknowledging them takes the power from those feelings and allows you to move on - whichever direction you need to go. i tell you it feels much better to feel unabashedly attached than fraught with doubt! way more fun :) xo

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  3. so sorry that marla has kennel cough! is she better yet? i do hope so. but it seems snuggles with you and the boys could make any puppy the happiest little thing, even with kennel cough. hope that your week is off to a great start!

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    1. she's a lot better today. yesterday was rough and considering i have never been fully responsible for a dog before i was pretty freaked out. they made it sound like no big deal and maybe it isn't if treated, but yikes, she had me worried!

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  4. I really hope that she's doing better because what a cutie and it seems as though the boys have fallen in love right away. It's really sweet hearing you talk about the rollercoaster of emotions that you've been on with Marla as well because I feel like we only get that way about things that we truly care about

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    1. yeah, the boys had no worries at all. but of course they aren't suppose to, that's my job, right? i really do love animals and i haven't had any because of that. i kept waiting for the perfect time, blah blah blah. then i did it and i was like wait, is this the perfect time? the right dog? am i ready? i totally felt like someone who was contemplating having kids!

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  5. I'm a huge Hyperbole and a Half fan, but I had no idea her book had already come out! That's awesome, and that you got a signed copy, too. Going to have to ask for that for Christmas.

    Oh and I am SO HAPPY you decided to keep Marla!! Here's a story for you so you don't feel as bad about not bonding immediately with her: when Fitz came into the local shelter I went over to see him in the morning because his picture online looked cute. No. In person, and this was when he was 8 months old, he was skinny, emaciated, had patches of hair missing, had a long snout, was scratching himself non-stop and only coming up for air to howl horribly and loudly and at nothing. I walked in, looked at him, was repulsed, and said NOPE! Then J went to see him on his lunch break and the phone call went something like this: J:I LOVE HIM! Me: Are you at the right shelter? There is no way you have the right dog.

    Obviously he came home with us that day, even though the entire time we were filling out paperwork and I was handing my credit card over there was a blaring horn in my head going MISTAKE MISTAKE ABORT ABORT. He got getting a slew of medications (and a flea bath) to deal with his skin issues. And then that first night, he came over to us on the sofa, crawled in between us into a tiny ball, and fell asleep. And I almost bawled. He WAS our puppy. And I cannot imagine life without him at all. I stopped feeling bad about not liking him at first. He was gross! And loud! And not cute! And now I wanna eat his little face off I love him so much. I'm happy to hear babies are more immediately "yours" though :)

    LONG story short: you did such a good deed giving Marla a warm and loving home. She will reward you for it every single day and weasel her way further and further into your heart with every goofy thing she'll no doubt do. You have the benefit of already having dealt with toddlers, so when her silly puppy behavior pops up (oh! and it will! even when she's older!) you're set to deal with it. I'm so happy for you. All of you guys. Fitz says hi to Marla :) xoxo

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    1. ha! when we were filling out papers the lady kept saying "you are so nervous! you are going to be fine. you are going to be great. don't be so nervous!" i had that same feeling of "um, okay, never mind, i gotta go!" but obviously i didn't, instead i came home and googled "i just got a dog and i feel weird" luckily google came up with lots of other people who went through the same thing, apparently it's "normal." ;)

      well with babies, obviously a lot of women have postpartum and obviously that's entirely different. but it did make me feel more understanding of dads (or non birth parents), who maybe are worried about all the responsibility of a child and don't have the immediate bonding of giving birth and nursing and the fancy hormones (that if working properly) help you bond like wildfire to your babe. but with this little marla situation i was like "oh, this might be how they feel. hm. i get it now." i remember when my mom adopted my sister, obviously she loved her but it was a very fast adoption through a family member - she had to make a decision on the spot and after she brought her home i remember she went through a little of "omg, i just adopted a baby!" i am sure the fact that i had just turned 18 exacerbated that feeling a bit ;)

      now what i can't imagine is fitz not always being the handsomest guy in the universe! xoxo

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  6. she is very cute. we just adopted a kitten a few days ago. or maybe he adopted us. his name is Jasper. I love cats, and I miss mine a lot (they've been with friends for a while now), but when we got Jasper I had mixed feelings, too. I was actually glad that he is not mine, that I'm only living here temporarily and don't have to worry about the usual things. he is an outdoor cat, so he might disappear from one day to the next. there are hundreds of dogs in the neighbourhood. monitor lizards the size of crocodiles. snakes. what if I get too attached to him? yaddayadda. after just three days, though, I'm already totally in love and am happy that my days begin and end with him begging for food and attention.

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    1. congrats on your new kitty!! funny you say jasper adopted you. honestly i had no intention of getting a dog (right now, i have had intentions for my whole life), but i found myself in that spot. as i was sweating and filling out the paperwork to make it official i kept thinking, " maybe she chose us. maybe she is OUR dog. we HAVE to take her." of course that didn't help me not freak out the first 72 hours, but like you, somewhere it just clicked and i just adore her. xo

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  7. Awww, Marla is adorable! I'm sure you will enjoy her, no matter what mischief she causes! I remember when my dog had kennel cough, the vets were closed so we were told to give him children's cough medicine, we got him strawberry flavour and he loved it, and was better in no time!

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    1. thank you! i saw that you could do that online but i was in full on panic mode so i was too scared to give her anything. but i am hoping at our vet visit tomorrow they will give me the green light if she needs it. kennel cough is terrible isn't it? i had no clue. luckily she is't coughing so much today.

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  8. Ugh I hate the waiting in line- I heard the smitten kitchen reading was pretty bananas too. I love Powells and that old building but I heard there are ghosts in Powells.. which I love even more that old spirits wander through the book aisles. :)

    Your puppy so completely adorable and I am totally convinced my dogs will live forever and they will never leave me.

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  9. Hey congrats on this. We have a sneezy cat : O Always wanted to make it to Powells when I lived on the west coast but never did. I lived in Seattle but occasionally got down to Portland. My friend just moved back from there last week. Lived there for 15 years.

    Allie of Dressing Ken

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  10. Yikes, I'd probably have given up, too! That's cool that you got a autographed copy of the book, though.

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  11. Aw, your new pup is as sweet as can be, there is nothing quite like adopting a pup. But new puppy blues is the worst. When we adopted our first dog, Max was working the late shift at a restaurant and I called him crying at 2 am because the dog would not stop whining and having the dog pee on my foot. It's just a big life a adjustment, I'm glad you are making it out the other side.
    cheers.

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