Riley Colbert Miller
Our pup is officially named Riley Colbert Miller. His middle name comes from Stephen Colbert's "The Colbert Report" (yes, I'm a geek). Riley is happy and adjusted well. He's a very mellow dog (although he has his moments) and will grow up to be a very patient dog. I've been extremely impressed with him so far and very proud of him. He still has accidents in the house, but they are averaging two a day with most of them our fault. We've got a routine down that requires us taking him out at 2am and 6am. Not too bad. Kevin does most of the hard work, since I'm stressing with school and the end of the semester.
We are adjusting well to parental life. There are three days a week where Riley has to be kept in his crate for 3-4 hours while we're at work or school. Kevin installed a webcam so we could watch him while away, but it only makes me worry more. I fret about every little moment he's awake and alone in his crate. Plus, I hardly get any work done because I'm always checking in on him.
He still gnaws on me but is getting better. He is still a bit of a mama's boy and won't leave me alone if I'm in the room with him. He has to be in my lap; if I'm sitting at my desk, he'll try to jump. He also pouts. If he's embarrassed or had his feelings hurt, he'll go into another room and just sit there until you call to him or go get him. What can I say--he's a true Miller!
He sleeps and sleeps! And while he sleeps he snores. He has the largest variety of snores I've ever heard; each day he comes up with a new one. He will definitely not ever be sleeping in our bed with us. One snorer is bad enough. It's fun watching him sleep in all his different positions and see how far he migrates from his original spot.
So, life is good with our 9-week old pup. We've only had him for a week, but it feels like months! I really miss being able to sleep in, but we're adjusting and are very happy to have him in our lives.
As for other news...the weather here is crazy. We've had snow for the past week and freezing temperatures. Luckily, Riley likes the snow, but I'm sick of it. I was really cursing the weather yesterday. I had stayed home in the morning with Riley but had to be at school by noon for a special lunch with Dr. Tom Wellems, director of the NIH malarial research team. I left the house at 11am and planned to catch the 11:17am bus which is a ten minute walk from our house. I got a block from our house when the snow turned to rain, which, you all know, is much worse to walk in than snow. I was already cold and frozen by the time I made it to the bus stop, 5 minutes before the bus came. Well, I waited and waited in the cold rain for the bus, but it never came. I was getting so cold and wet that I began to pray over and over that the next vehicle to come into view would be the bus. Well, at 11:37am I see the bus coming down the road and waved at the driver to stop. The driver looked at me and kept right on going. I stood in shock as I watched the bus drive down the road and out of sight. I was so cold and wet, that I was on the verge of tears. Not wanting to chance waiting for the next bus or walk the 30 minutes to campus, I slogged back home as fast as I could, took our extra car (with a low tire), sped to school, and chanced a parking ticket at Notre Dame. I was only a few minutes late, although I was soaked and really upset. My jeans were stuck to me, my coat completely soaked, my backpack with books and papers were wet, and my hair was sopping wet. Oh well. Amazingly, I was able to laugh about it once I was at school and had stood under the hand-dryers for a while.
Easter was good. We had the Behling's and Janetski's over for a nice ham dinner and just visited for hours. Riley was great and enjoyed all the noisy people around. Hope you all had a nice Easter and that things are going well!
We are adjusting well to parental life. There are three days a week where Riley has to be kept in his crate for 3-4 hours while we're at work or school. Kevin installed a webcam so we could watch him while away, but it only makes me worry more. I fret about every little moment he's awake and alone in his crate. Plus, I hardly get any work done because I'm always checking in on him.
He still gnaws on me but is getting better. He is still a bit of a mama's boy and won't leave me alone if I'm in the room with him. He has to be in my lap; if I'm sitting at my desk, he'll try to jump. He also pouts. If he's embarrassed or had his feelings hurt, he'll go into another room and just sit there until you call to him or go get him. What can I say--he's a true Miller!
He sleeps and sleeps! And while he sleeps he snores. He has the largest variety of snores I've ever heard; each day he comes up with a new one. He will definitely not ever be sleeping in our bed with us. One snorer is bad enough. It's fun watching him sleep in all his different positions and see how far he migrates from his original spot.
So, life is good with our 9-week old pup. We've only had him for a week, but it feels like months! I really miss being able to sleep in, but we're adjusting and are very happy to have him in our lives.
As for other news...the weather here is crazy. We've had snow for the past week and freezing temperatures. Luckily, Riley likes the snow, but I'm sick of it. I was really cursing the weather yesterday. I had stayed home in the morning with Riley but had to be at school by noon for a special lunch with Dr. Tom Wellems, director of the NIH malarial research team. I left the house at 11am and planned to catch the 11:17am bus which is a ten minute walk from our house. I got a block from our house when the snow turned to rain, which, you all know, is much worse to walk in than snow. I was already cold and frozen by the time I made it to the bus stop, 5 minutes before the bus came. Well, I waited and waited in the cold rain for the bus, but it never came. I was getting so cold and wet that I began to pray over and over that the next vehicle to come into view would be the bus. Well, at 11:37am I see the bus coming down the road and waved at the driver to stop. The driver looked at me and kept right on going. I stood in shock as I watched the bus drive down the road and out of sight. I was so cold and wet, that I was on the verge of tears. Not wanting to chance waiting for the next bus or walk the 30 minutes to campus, I slogged back home as fast as I could, took our extra car (with a low tire), sped to school, and chanced a parking ticket at Notre Dame. I was only a few minutes late, although I was soaked and really upset. My jeans were stuck to me, my coat completely soaked, my backpack with books and papers were wet, and my hair was sopping wet. Oh well. Amazingly, I was able to laugh about it once I was at school and had stood under the hand-dryers for a while.
Easter was good. We had the Behling's and Janetski's over for a nice ham dinner and just visited for hours. Riley was great and enjoyed all the noisy people around. Hope you all had a nice Easter and that things are going well!
posted by Becky at 8:52 PM
That's the only problem with the public transportation problem in the US. Not so reliable. With the exception of occasional driver who stresses about being on time and crashes, killing hundreds of people, Japan's is much better... I think.
Oh, Riley is so cute! I miss the puppy days. But in many ways, I do not. Don't worry, you'll be able to sleep in longer once he can hold it for more than 4 hours. heheh We'll have to wait for about 10-15 more years before Taisei will let us sleep in though. :|
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