Exactly 1 year, 22 days, 16 hours, and 17 minutes ago I committed to getting a dog. Not just any dog, a Vizsla. Ever since day three, when it became very apparent Sydney was settled into his new home, he was a ball of energy. There was no in between, Sydney went from 100 to 0. He was either wide awake, or dead asleep and when he was awake he needed constant attention. Leaving Sydney unattended was like gambling, you were taking a huge risk and majority of the time you'd end up with a major loss. He always found a way to get into trouble. One instant in particular comes to mind. I was gone for a test and felt bad locking Syd in his crate for over three hours so I left him in my room. After being in a test for hours on end straining my brain I was thoroughly exhausted. The thought of taking Sydney on a long walk seemed like torture, but what I came home to was much worse. My room was transformed into a war zone. It looked as if a tornado had hit and then a blizzard. The paper from the printer was everywhere, my sheets had a gaping hole, and my mattress pad was mangled into a million little pieces. There was not an inch of floor left exposed. My entire room was covered and Syd was sprawled out on my bed as if nothing had ever happened.
Monday, November 1, 2010
A Girl's Best Friend
Exactly 1 year, 22 days, 16 hours, and 17 minutes ago I committed to getting a dog. Not just any dog, a Vizsla. Ever since day three, when it became very apparent Sydney was settled into his new home, he was a ball of energy. There was no in between, Sydney went from 100 to 0. He was either wide awake, or dead asleep and when he was awake he needed constant attention. Leaving Sydney unattended was like gambling, you were taking a huge risk and majority of the time you'd end up with a major loss. He always found a way to get into trouble. One instant in particular comes to mind. I was gone for a test and felt bad locking Syd in his crate for over three hours so I left him in my room. After being in a test for hours on end straining my brain I was thoroughly exhausted. The thought of taking Sydney on a long walk seemed like torture, but what I came home to was much worse. My room was transformed into a war zone. It looked as if a tornado had hit and then a blizzard. The paper from the printer was everywhere, my sheets had a gaping hole, and my mattress pad was mangled into a million little pieces. There was not an inch of floor left exposed. My entire room was covered and Syd was sprawled out on my bed as if nothing had ever happened.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010

I never thought at the ripe age of 22 I would take on any responsibility similar to having a child, or any responsibility at all!!
Having a dog is definitely a life changing experience. Instead of being woken up by a crying baby every morning I am greeted by a rustling of the covers and a 52 pound nuisance scratching at the door.
I never understood how people could fall head over heels for something that caused so much stress and required so much energy. I am quickly starting to understand.
Even though our backyard is an 18 hole golf course, and every shoe I own has a chunk taken out of it. I realize it is all worth it in the end.
After another energy filled day I glanced over to see Sydney sleeping on my sisters bed and realized life would be so boring without him.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
After packing three tired, grouchy females into a tiny Volvo sedan my mom, my sister, and I embarked on a life altering journey. After no sleep and a seven hour drive under our belt the moment of truth finally arrived. Looking into the large concrete pen there stood the very last Vizsla gazing back at me with a perplexed stare. My online shopping sprees in hopes of tracking down the perfect Vizsla were over. On October 10, 2009 the dream of picking out a rust colored soul mate became a reality; a reality that would rapidly fade into an unromantic partnership.
To say that Sydney is a stage five clinger is an understatement. His name is most likely listed under nuisance in the dictionary. Whether I’m showering, using the toilet, brushing my teeth, or merely doing homework at my desk my trusty companion is always in tow. Sleeping in and lounging around are a thing of the past. Peace and quiet is no longer an option! The cute antics and spastic perks I once believed were temporary habits have now become permanent aspects of his personality.
Every day begins with Syd and every night ends with Syd. It’s an adventure that cannot be avoided. I am along for the ride and there’s no turning back!!