So perhaps I spoke too soon. Last night with Maximus was a tad rough. I kinda slept in about 2 hours longer than I had planned. It was 4:40 am when I woke up and saw the clock and jumped up to let Maximus out. I opened the door to his cage and a very wet Maximus ran out and to the door. He left a trail in the house. I was groggy and suspected it was pee but didn’t asses the damage until I came back inside the house. I left Maximus outside so that I can clean up the mess and when I wlaked inside the house (sans socks or shoes) I stepped in wetness and smelled it. My suspicions were right, Max had peed in the cage. Great!!
I had to clean up the pee, spray an enzyme bacteria solution to remove the smell, and then clean out Maximus’ crate. Forty five minutes later I was back in bed, after a slight shower.
Bright side: Cole woke up grumpy and groggy from his nap. He usually eats immediately after his naps so I asked him if he was hungry and wanted to eat. He relpied, “No, see Macimus”. That cheered him up and allowed me to make his lunch without him demanding that it be served immediately.
It was also the only accident Max had the whole day!
We have been pretty busy over here in the Eggleston home. Where to start, where to start…
I’ve probably never mentioned Bailey or Shaddow in any of my posts. They are chihuahuas (yes the yappy Mexican dogs): they were our babies before we had our baby. We got Bailey (the boy) when Will and I were in high school. That was over 13 years ago! A year later we got him a buddy, Shaddow (a girl). They were such a huge part of our lives for so long that when we were pregnant we were sure that they would always have a special place in our hearts.
Poor Bailey and Shaddow. They don’t even have a special place in our home anymore! After Cole was born they really didn’t take to him. They went their way and Cole just,… well sat there. Once he was somewhat mobile, Shaddow would run at the sight of him moving, and Bailey would just growl at the sight of him. He snipped once or thrice too. Aside from that, I think the stress was too much for even the dogs to handle. They started getting sloppy, peeing on rugs. So we threw the rugs out,..along with the dogs. They are now outdoors most of the day and as soon as they come in they go in the laundry room. It was so much work cleaning after them and keeping them away from Cole and vice versa that Will and I sat down and agreed that we’d never have another dog again.
That’s right, we got us a German Shepard. Still wondering what we were thinking but despite the constant work, seeing him and Cole makes it all worth it. Cole has never had a pet or even seen a pet that he could snuggle up to and play with. Cole calls him “Macimus” and he is just delighted. All day he asks to go see Macimus and if he could feed Macimus and give him treats and walk him. But what is the best part of it all is that Maximus puts up with him! They match each other’s energy levels and it gives me a chance to sit back, relax, and enjoy The Cole and Macimus Show.
This was actually when we were picking up Maximus from the breeder all the way in… I don’t even know where. We were so impressed with how Maximus would cry for Cole when he couldn’t get on the stairs to reach him and how he’d run after Cole but always alongside him, never ahead, and how when Cole would fall he wouldn’t jump on him.
We brought Maximus home that night and a friend of ours, Clare, was house sitting with her son. My family came over too meet the newest member of the family too. He played with the children and the adults. I am still amazed at how mild tempered Maximus is. I’ve always had chihuahuas. They are mean and barky, but really really cute.
Who knows what life with a huge dog has in store for us. If it’s horrible at least it’ll make good blog reading. Maximus did have a taste of my beautiful gray pumps I’d just bought a month ago, just the heel but I am still wearing them. He’s also peed in the house twice, and pooped twice, but luckily it was on the tile. Oh dear, knock on wood…go on, I’m serious now, do it….I also have to wake up once during the night so he can potty and I also have to walk him early in the morning. But I’m hoping to get a great bod after that so that’s a positive. Then a few friends have joked that he may eventually eat the chihuahuas, that would be sad but then that’s two less mouths to feed and what with the economy what it is that may be a good thing. (Just kidding, we’re watching then like a hawk.)
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