Kiefer and I used to go out frequently. Then…we got Ozzy puppy.
And he needed to be let out to go potty in the middle of the night. And he eats everything, so when we’re not home he has to be in a crate.
So we started never leaving the house. Ever.
Because…
- We were sleep deprived.
- We don’t like keeping him in the crate for too long.
- We suspected Esme taunted Ozzy from outside the crate.
I realized something had to give when this happened:
Kiefer: We need milk and bananas.
Thoughtsy: Does PetSmart carry those? No? Are dogs allowed in the grocery store?
Kiefer realized something had to change when he started to kiss me, and Ozzy nosed his way inbetween us, pushing Kiefer away. Then Ozzy sat in my lap and stared up at Kiefer with eyes that said, “What?”
Obviously, our little Ozzy is not a wing man. He’s a cock block.
So Kiefer and I implemented a date night. We both got a little dressed up, and just before we were ready to go, Kiefer disappeared.
Then the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Kiefer…standing on the doorstep.
Kiefer: Hi! I’m here to pick you up for your date. How was your day?
Thoughtsy: Good. Would you like to come in?
Kiefer: Why, yes, thank you. I love what you’ve done with the place. (::looking around at puppy toys all over the floor and his hideous coffee table::)
And then when we went out to dinner. Sure, it was a little dorky, but it was also awesome.
Sometimes it’s the little things.
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October 10th, 2012 at 8:42 am
Cock block, LOL!
That’s cute though and not dorky at all. Date nights are necessary. 😉
October 10th, 2012 at 9:03 am
I need to find a way for Chad to accidentally on purpose read this post and realize that that is a completely awesome thing to do.
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October 10th, 2012 at 8:01 pm
My coworker already did this for his wife. Maybe this movement will sweep the nation.
October 10th, 2012 at 9:13 am
My dog doesn’t allow us to dance, and the only place we’re willing to dance is in our home. It’s like a mini Footloose over here.
October 10th, 2012 at 8:00 pm
All dancing or just line dancing?
October 11th, 2012 at 11:01 am
All dancing. He will tolerate ONE person dancing, not two.
October 10th, 2012 at 9:18 am
But when does Ozzy get a night out?
October 10th, 2012 at 8:01 pm
Every night is a night out for Ozzy.
October 10th, 2012 at 9:51 am
Kids are exactly the same way. If the kids are in the room, and I start to talk to my wife, the 6-year-old will try to talk over her, every time. On the plus side, you don’t have to let the kids out at 2 a.m. so they can poop in the neighbor’s yard. I mean, you can, but you don’t have to.
October 10th, 2012 at 8:01 pm
Is that the beginning stages of potty training?
October 11th, 2012 at 8:15 am
No. The beginning stages of potty training are … too gross to talk about. I’ll just say this: Be sure the kid’s finished before you start to change the diaper.
October 10th, 2012 at 9:55 am
That’s adorable. I’m liking that Keifer more and more. Poor Ozzy, though. I’m sure his little canine heart is breaking right now.
October 10th, 2012 at 11:05 am
Our first kid managed to execute a rather vicious cock-block as well. And then we discovered the baby swing.
October 10th, 2012 at 12:03 pm
We usually keep our new dogs in a crate for a few months. I also keep a separate crate in the bedroom so they sleep in the same room with us for the first few months. It’s actually a good thing to do. It keeps the pup “safe” for those times when you cannot be around to watch them. And most of them don’t really mind it if they are introduced slowly and patiently. Puppies really can’t “hold their water” for hours and hours on end so potty breaks are necessary even overnight. Having him in the crate in your bedroom makes it easier for him to tell you when he needs to go.
October 10th, 2012 at 8:02 pm
We tried moving the crate into the bedroom one night. He flipped out. =(
October 10th, 2012 at 12:15 pm
It’s tough to compete when the competition is that stinkin’ cute. I think you and Ozzy need a date night too. Win. Win. 🙂
October 10th, 2012 at 1:08 pm
You two sweethearts are too cute – sorry ozzy better luck next time 😉
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
October 10th, 2012 at 1:15 pm
There are two tiny shout outs to you at my blog, Thoughtsy. I am fully expecting a punch in my good eye from you. 🙂
http://sandypothier.wordpress.com/2012/10/08/birthday-week-shenanigans/
October 10th, 2012 at 3:53 pm
Not dorky. Awesome 🙂 Are you planning to ring the door bell and surprise him by a surprise visit from the sexy Veterinarian? Oh, wait a minute…is that your door bell now?
October 10th, 2012 at 8:03 pm
Have you and Kiefer been brainstorming together?
October 11th, 2012 at 12:45 pm
No 🙂 Would you like us to?
October 10th, 2012 at 4:19 pm
Rocky tolerates my husband when I’m around. When I’m gone, he suddenly loves him. The dog has no shame.
October 10th, 2012 at 7:13 pm
I think your date night is adorable. I love it. Puppies can’t cock block in restaurant bathrooms.
October 10th, 2012 at 8:05 pm
Whoa…I just saw a completely different side of you!
October 10th, 2012 at 10:52 pm
Not gonna lie… this just adds to the reasons I can’t be trusted with children or pets. I can barely remember to feed myself or take care of my own poop. I’d never get to date night, I’d get a pooper scooper.
October 11th, 2012 at 10:51 am
Loved this, just loved it.
October 12th, 2012 at 12:48 am
Oh, Thoughtsy, Ozzy’s such a cute puppy. Isn’t not going out worth it? Besides, that means you can spend more time with the lil pup!
October 14th, 2012 at 9:58 am
Oh geez, I totally sympathize. We have a min-pin with horrible separation anxiety. Right around the time we got her to act like a normal dog, thus allowing us to go out like normal people, our elderly chihuahua’s bladder turned into a leaky faucet. So we can only go out in three hour increments. Fun times.
October 15th, 2012 at 8:24 am
Haha! Enjoyed reading this. Even though I can’t relate directly, I can only imagine what chaos having a furry friend can cause. So cute though 🙂