Bad (dog) mom

Furrybat has been sooooo bad lately.

She's been barking her head off in the back yard for no reason. Yeah, I know she always barks, but for the last few weeks it's been worse than normal. She barks at the fence, at the trees, the wind, whatever.

She counter-surfed after dinner one night and devoured half of a zucchini casserole... and there had been enough leftover for at least two full meals.

She's been in the trash a few times, including once in search of K's discarded poo diaper, which she successfully found... and left sloppy pieces of all over the living room floor.

And there have been other things, things too horrible to mention (yes, even more horrible than that last one).

Then today (decidedly not horrible, but really freaking annoying), she used Littlebat's Snack-trap as if it were her Kong, then she chewed up one of his wood puzzle pieces.

Bad dog, right?!

Nope... I'm a bad (dog) mom.

Our schedule has been so full lately that she probably hasn't gotten the attention she needs. In fact, I just clipped her nails and brushed her the other night (and cut out the matted fur on her back legs) for the first time in almost 3 months... I've never gone that long without grooming her (hence the mats). And it's been sooo cold (such a poor excuse, I know) that I haven't been taking her for walks. It's probably been two weeks since her last walk, and almost a month since we've been walking regularly. She gets plenty of outdoor time in the yard (remember the bit about the barking), and I do try to run around with her a little, and I've been sporadically doing training games with her... but obviously that's not enough.

So, I'm going in search of my mittens and hat, and we'll be returning to our regularly scheduled evening walks. I know she needs the exercise (as do I) and will really enjoy getting back into the sniff of things. She needs a bath too, only that will most definitely not be enjoyable. For any of us.