You know what's nice about being home in the middle of the day? It's sunny out! I took Theo for a walk yesterday and was actually able to take some pictures! *gasp!*
You know what's not nice? The reason I was home in the middle of the day in the first place. The reason I was home today, and will be home tomorrow. I was laid off from my job last week. Totally lame. But this isn't a feel sorry for me blog. This is a Corgi blog! So what does this mean for Theo? Well the first thing we cut was doggy daycare, so he's home with me all day every day. So he gets tons more mommy time. We've also been going to the dog part every couple of days. And Thursday mornings we'll be joining Sidney (aka the only Corgi Theo will actually play with occasionally) and his mom on a hike, which she does every week, but I was never able to tag along before. Seeing as how I used to work Thursday mornings. So I'm trying to make sure Theo still gets out and gets stimulation and exercise, but I'm sad he won't get to see his doggy daycare fur-buddies. Hopefully his exile will be of very short duration.
As much as I try to get Theo outside, he still spends a lot of time like this:
As much as I'd like to spend all day playing with Theo, I do actually have to spend the better part of the day looking for another job. Poor guy.
Anyway, back to the walk. Since I had my camera on hand, and since my camera totally stresses out, Theo spent most of the walk feeling a bit self conscious. He yawns when he's stressed...
He licks his nose when he's stressed...
He even smiles when he's stressed...
He sneezes too, but never mind that. He's also been super snuggly. Every evening I curl up on the couch with a glass of wine after a hard day of job hunting and Theo jumps up with me and sleeps with his head propped up on my legs. It's my favorite time of day, and it really helps me not go insane. Corgis are cool like that.
This is hardly worth mentioning, but since I got a pretty good picture of it, I'll share.
Theo had developed one of those fatty tumors on his side, and a few weeks ago the vet shaved him down and drained the tumor. For a few days after I had to continue to drain it, which basically consisted of popping a pimple. It was quite disgusting. Did you know the stuff that comes out of those is like cottage cheese? Blecgh! It was a bit painful for Theo, and unappetizing for me, so generally not a good time all around. Heh. Hopefully I drained it enough that it won't grow back. If it does, the vet will have to be a bit more invasive in removing it. 2 years old is a little young to be developing fatty tumors. Hopefully it's an isolated incident! But really, is there anything more pathetic than a shaved dog? I'm glad it's starting to grow back.
So on the upside I should have plenty more opportunities for posting, and many more photo ops for Theo. Stay tuned!