Also annoying, my landlord isn't giving me Companion Animal Status yet, despite all of my awesome paperwork, because my doctor used the word "pet" in his letter. Seriously??? So she's all "he needs to call me to verify that you need an exception", but that man is BUSY, and I bet she just called him once and left it at that. So I have started trying to reach his office while I'm at work, but so far I'm still not sure if he has called her, despite two messages and emails! I need to speak to HIM, not his assistant. And I need to get this resolved before Friday!
Worst case scenario, I bet Jorah could stay with a friend or Poppa's dad for a few days while I fight the paperwork battle. I'm going to ask for next monday off, and that will give me invaluable time to 1) see my doctor! 2)bond, and maybe move into an awesome townhouse!!!
Yesterday, I made an appointment for Jorah to meet his new Vet on Saturday the 26th (~$40), and that's at... later? 1 I think. Or 9. I dunno. My phone is crapping out on me. What I forgot is that not only is his puppy class (~$blegh) starting at 11 that morning, but I had made an appointment to meet a groomer! (~$20) I think I will reschedule on the groomer. But saturday the 2nd is an agility trial down near salt lake that I REALLY want to take Jorah to!!! I think that is more important. So, I may have to just ask Jaren or Jake if they are cool taking Jorah to meet a bath lady, or just reschedule for the 9th. I wanted the groomer to be my friend Lisa, but she is otherwise engaged for the next few weeks. So I dunno, maybe the 9th is better for that. But yay!
My friend lives in Tuba, AZ. I am going to Flagstaff, and my sister is also coming with, hoping to enjoy herself at the celtic festival, as well as post information/marketing about the Scottish festival that SHE is on the committee for! It's totes adorbs, they have the dancing fertility god playing bagpipes. It will be great, sister to help drive, friend to help with gas, we drop her off and she is happy, then go and meet/collect my new dog! There will always be room in the car for everyone. How it has all worked out so happily.
I must really find Logan work for august, so I can be close to home and play with/train Jorah consistently, while we have a lot of extra time before the school year.
Now to run errands!
PS
Nesting ramped up quite a bit in that last week when my brother and I went on an evening walk, and I saw some "for rent" signs in the town home community we live next to. Poppa's life plan involves town homes and garages. I love condos over apartments (even though ours has an awesome amount of square feet.) We totally want to move into one. Exclusive togetherness was awesome, but we have money sense and would rather my friend move in with us to keep costs down for all involved.
>>Update: I am currently trying to win my friend over against an unexpected option she already started looking into.
I had a crisis between 1 and 10, two locations open. We looked at them last night, and I felt more comfortable in #10 for some reason. Maybe because it was the first one that I saw. The logic didn't add up. There are several BIG things that make #1 better. RIGHT next to: real access streets /street parking, extra lot parking, *the dumpsters!!!*, each bedroom is carpeted, and the ground floor has no carpet (great for a new puppy, me thinks.) And there were no holes in the garage wall.
Plus, 10's original owners tried to be high end, but left so many finishing details off because, I imagine, their money could not spread across their desired tile, gas stove, etc. It's just a sloppy execution, closets are unfinished, and their faucets aren't nearly as good.
So this morning, I went and studied them to compare the window lighting, and I took some hard thought imagining how I would arrange our belongings in the living room to make it comfortable. By the time I left #1, and went back into 10, #10 was now the one that looked backwards and awkward, and since it isn't an end unit, it is much more dark! So I called, told the people that their doors and keys were locked up, and that We Want ONE!! Which was news to my boyfriend, ha.
Then, after already paying $50 applying to the Yorkshire home, I found a cool townhouse listed near providence, but its floor plan looks bad ass, very open. This is selfish, but I hate cooking dinner while Poppa is watching TV, and he either LAUGHS or CHEERS, and I had no effing idea what just happened. I want to see the TV from the kitchen! So I will probably try visiting this other realtor company/driving by. (It's cheaper per month, too.) At the least, I like having a plan B if we aren't approved. >>Despite the website hours saying they were open yesterday, sending two forms and trying to call, well, they never got back to me. Bad sign. I hate having landlords that are impossible to reach. But I did crash back to sleep instead of arriving at their office surprise-style, so they may deserve some forgiveness. But I think I'll just save efforts for if we are not approved for the Yorkshire.
A thought I have had about this space: it has several areas that we can put up a barrier, for Jorah to earn free reign of the property once he has had success with unsupervised bladder control/ signaling in the kitchen, then kitchen + living room, etc. Our current place is SUCH an open floor plan, that would require a standing fence.
I am wondering about adding a litter box to the patio, so he can just go out and relieve himself, without fouling the "garden" dirt. *shrug* would require a large and shallow tupperware.... maybe like the kind that roll underneath beds? Sounds expensive to set up, so I'm not going there until we are in the trenches.
I also think: "Perfect! A weed-infested garden strip. He can dig here. Waaait, how do I know he wouldn't just dig himself under the fence when we aren't looking? It already sits an inch above the ground. Plus, maybe I want to USE that garden dirt in the next year. (absolutely)
If escape were the only problem, I could probably install my own extra barrier. But yeah, I like gardens. I guess we will see how much he loves to dig. Maybe I could set up some colored dividers, (blue and yellow) and train him to only dig up the right side? *click* treat+praise. ... "try again" *click* treat+praise....
Oh, I also am considering getting a pool for him to play in... I was all "can't have it in the patio, that's taking up EVERYONE'S space." But It just occurred to me that I could park outside in one of the shaded extra stalls, and have the kiddie pool (I saw a plastic one for $15 at K-mart) in my half of the garage. Just only let him play in it if he is gonna get dried off before coming inside. Though, hey, if there is a baby gate keeping him in the tiled kitchen while unsupervised, that would work okay to leave both the back and garage door open to his whims.
Now on to paperwork! My printer wasn't working last weekend. ...I might know why. Anyway, full re-install, and then I can scan my Membership Application, and print the CATALYST Companion Animal forms, to fill out as much as possible, then deliver the envelope or scan it to my doctor to sign. wooow. I think I'll scan it, providing a version of his letter that says "companion animal" instead of "pet". *sigh* it's rough being out of town monday through friday. Makes me look very forward to the 8th of August.
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