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Rory’s 1-Year Homecoming Anniversary

24 September 2011: My heart melted when Rory climbed up on my shoulder and knocked out.

According to Timehop, today marks the day I picked up Rory to live with me for all of evers! It’s crazy to think that it’s been a year since I’ve brought him home —  I still have moments where I look at him and say, “Oh sh!t. I have dog!” I’ve been wanting a puppy ever since I was wee lass, but our household couldn’t accommodate a dog at the time, and I had this thing where I didn’t want to pick up dog poop. The site of fresh canine fecal matter alone set me on a gagging spree, so how was I supposed to clean up after a dog EVERYDAY? But my tune’s since changed, although I get enraged when I see random poop when I’m out and about because other people can’t seem to pick up after their own dogs… I mean, seriously. Is it that hard to put a plastic bag in your pocket or purse? But I digress.

It’s been an amazing year with my little companion. All the poop and pee spots I’ve had to pick up and wipe have been more than worth it because I LOVE this little dude like no other.

November 2011
Sometimes you end up looking like your dog.
February 2012: Rory does not like the Cone of Shame.
April 2012: Rory wants Tim to play with him!
April 2012: Probably my favorite picture of Rory.
Pooh’s co-pilot!
May 2012: Rory at 8 months old.
Look at that sweet smile!
September 2012: Rory relaxing on his chaise lounge. Yes… he has one of those.
Rory and I during his little lion man haircut phase.

And thus concludes the pic spam of my little man.

Here’s to many more years of love and fluffiness! 🙂

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Cone of Shame

My poor little Rory is currently in a world of pain —  he got his junk snipped off yesterday. In order to keep him from trying to lick his phantom sack, he has to wear the Cone of Shame! I feel really bad for my baby, he’s going to be rockin’ this thing for 2 weeks. Ahh! I was told that I could put him in a baby onsie since it’ll keep him from licking it. Anywho, after the surgery, my aunt and I went to Petsmart to buy him new food. She stayed inside the car with Rory, but when I got out he was yelping so loudly that people walking nearby looked to see where the commotion was coming from. Oh, and he totally peed on her too. He’s never peed on anyone before! I’m hoping it was just because he was startled and in pain.

Needless to say, with the condition he’s in, I’m in full-blown mommy mode. *serious face*