Tuesday, January 15, 2008

A Furry Visitor

Joanna's parents are out of town this week, so we're dogsitting.

It has become somewhat clear that our house is not well equipped for a dog. There are far too many things at mouth level, so Sierra keeps ending up chewing on things that really shouldn't be chewed on. It's not her fault though, I mean she is a dog, and she at least makes up for it by being really cute.

Particularly amusing is when she stands over the vents in the floor looking down into the heating system. She seems convinced that there's something interesting down there, and if she looks hard enough she'll find a way in. Similarly she is very very interested in finding a way up into the loft above our bedroom that doesn't involve the not-available-to-dogs spiral staircase. There isn't actually another way up, but that hasn't kept her from devoting some serious time to the problem, when she hasn't been occupied with sniffing every square inch of the house.


  1. what, you mean you don't own a dog yet? ;)

  2. Well, now that neither of us are home during the day (now that I've started my new job) dog ownership is kind of difficult. They're social creatures, and don't particularly like to be left alone, not to mention the obvious bladder size issues ;-) When Sierra is visiting Joanna takes her to work, but that's not the kind of thing she can do every day.

  3. My sister's cat used to spend some time looking down the heating vents -- one day my sister took a look, too, and saw another cat staring back at her. A wild cat had gotten into the crawlspace below the house. Good times.