#OCYDD – Criticize that dog!

Ted has declared today ‘Official Criticize Your Dog Day’. Most of the time we fawn all over them, but truly, sometimes they are a pain in the butt. Today, in observance of OCYDD, I will criticize Mulder for the following:

1. Chasing a cat while I had the handle to his leash wrapped around my wrist, pulling me HARD into the gate around our pool. I have a stupid bruise to show for it.

2. Waking us up at 2:30 this morning to yell about the newspaper being delivered, JUST LIKE IT IS EVERY DAY.

3. Licking himself too much, so that he ingests too much hair, gags on it, and vomits.

4. YELLING EVERY DAY when the postal carrier dares to deliver our mail.

5. YELLING EVERY DAY when our neighbors dare to walk past our house.

6. Waking us up this morning after Maya gave him his breakfast by coming into our room, licking his chops, burping, then licking himself vigorously until he gagged, making us THINK he was going to vomit.

Go ahead, criticize your dog. It’s the official day for it.
#OCYDD

8 Comments

nance

April 5, 2018 at 6:10 am

He’s doing a lot of Dog Jobs, which are part of Puppy Patrolling. I remember Granddog Zydrunas being fiercely and obnoxiously similar until just last year.

Then, suddenly, he calmed down considerably, being more of an Adult Dog.

I will Criticize Him for you today, however, since it is The Day For It, and say that:

1. He licks goddam everything.
2. He does not play with toys; he destroys them.
3. He likes Rick more than me.

Your dog is so cute. Lucky for him!

J

April 5, 2018 at 12:27 pm

Nance, I guess there’s hope? How old is Zydrunas? Tomorrow is Mulder’s birthday, and he will be 3. And yes, we bought him gifts.
- nance
  
  April 6, 2018 at 8:26 am
  
  Zydrunas is a bit over 4. I have no idea when his birthday is. He is a rescue dog, found in downtown Cleveland. Jared and Sam saved him from death row, literally. In order to (over)compensate, I give him presents almost every time I see him.
  
  Probably a Very Good Thing I don’t have human grandchildren.
  - J
    
    April 7, 2018 at 9:20 am
    
    So glad Z was rescued! I’m sure he loves being spoiled. Ted’s mom gives Mulder presents (in the form of dog treats) every time she sees him, too. It’s a grandparent’s prerogative, whether the grandchild is human or not.
    
    We made up a birthday for Genevieve, so we could celebrate, since she was a rescue and the prior person did not know her details. Mulder was technically a rescue, but his prior people bought him from the breeder, so knew all of his info. They sold him on Craigslist, and the rescue went and bought him in a parking lot. He stayed at a foster home for about a month while he got checked out, neutered, etc., then came to us. So he’s been a pretty lucky boy, never seen the inside of a shelter.

Ally Bean

April 5, 2018 at 7:53 am

I’ve never had a dog. I’ve had cats, but every day is criticize your cat day. They love any attention, negative or positive. It gives them the opportunity to show you how indifferent they are to your opinion of them.

J

April 5, 2018 at 12:28 pm

Ally, your comment made me laugh. That’s exactly how cats are. Ted is Deathly Allergic, so we cannot have one, but I had them growing up, so I know.

OmbudsBen

April 13, 2018 at 3:10 pm

Our old decrepit black lab mix, Edie Adams, licks her bed. It drives me nuts. I try to ignore her–she’s over thirteen years old now and entitled to some deference, but just the sound of it–lick, lick,lickety, lick, her tongue on her denim bed cover–drives me nuts. “Edie, knock it off!” She looks startled. Unsure of what is going on, she approaches. So of course I have to pet her. And she toddles off.

She increasingly has senior moments, wandering off where she wrongly anticipates I will be going, so I have to track her down in the sideyard and get her in the proper door. But that’s mostly sad-yet-endearing, and a chance to take care of her yet again, as we have looked out for each other all these years.

J

April 21, 2018 at 6:16 pm

I love that Edia has her own last name. I hate the licking sound, and they all do it. I just wish Mulder wouldn’t do it at 5am when I’m trying to sleep. And he’s SO hairy, that if he licks too much, he ingests hair, and then barfs on the carpet. Sometimes I look at him and think about how weird it is that we bring creatures from another species into our homes and love them like we do. But they are certainly worth every minute of it.

nance

April 5, 2018 at 6:10 am

He’s doing a lot of Dog Jobs, which are part of Puppy Patrolling. I remember Granddog Zydrunas being fiercely and obnoxiously similar until just last year.

Then, suddenly, he calmed down considerably, being more of an Adult Dog.

I will Criticize Him for you today, however, since it is The Day For It, and say that:

1. He licks goddam everything.
2. He does not play with toys; he destroys them.
3. He likes Rick more than me.

Your dog is so cute. Lucky for him!
- J
  
  April 5, 2018 at 12:27 pm
  
  Nance, I guess there’s hope? How old is Zydrunas? Tomorrow is Mulder’s birthday, and he will be 3. And yes, we bought him gifts.
  - nance
    
    April 6, 2018 at 8:26 am
    
    Zydrunas is a bit over 4. I have no idea when his birthday is. He is a rescue dog, found in downtown Cleveland. Jared and Sam saved him from death row, literally. In order to (over)compensate, I give him presents almost every time I see him.
    
    Probably a Very Good Thing I don’t have human grandchildren.
    - J
      
      April 7, 2018 at 9:20 am
      
      So glad Z was rescued! I’m sure he loves being spoiled. Ted’s mom gives Mulder presents (in the form of dog treats) every time she sees him, too. It’s a grandparent’s prerogative, whether the grandchild is human or not.
      
      We made up a birthday for Genevieve, so we could celebrate, since she was a rescue and the prior person did not know her details. Mulder was technically a rescue, but his prior people bought him from the breeder, so knew all of his info. They sold him on Craigslist, and the rescue went and bought him in a parking lot. He stayed at a foster home for about a month while he got checked out, neutered, etc., then came to us. So he’s been a pretty lucky boy, never seen the inside of a shelter.
Ally Bean

April 5, 2018 at 7:53 am

I’ve never had a dog. I’ve had cats, but every day is criticize your cat day. They love any attention, negative or positive. It gives them the opportunity to show you how indifferent they are to your opinion of them.
- J
  
  April 5, 2018 at 12:28 pm
  
  Ally, your comment made me laugh. That’s exactly how cats are. Ted is Deathly Allergic, so we cannot have one, but I had them growing up, so I know.
OmbudsBen

April 13, 2018 at 3:10 pm

Our old decrepit black lab mix, Edie Adams, licks her bed. It drives me nuts. I try to ignore her–she’s over thirteen years old now and entitled to some deference, but just the sound of it–lick, lick,lickety, lick, her tongue on her denim bed cover–drives me nuts. “Edie, knock it off!” She looks startled. Unsure of what is going on, she approaches. So of course I have to pet her. And she toddles off.

She increasingly has senior moments, wandering off where she wrongly anticipates I will be going, so I have to track her down in the sideyard and get her in the proper door. But that’s mostly sad-yet-endearing, and a chance to take care of her yet again, as we have looked out for each other all these years.
- J
  
  April 21, 2018 at 6:16 pm
  
  I love that Edia has her own last name. I hate the licking sound, and they all do it. I just wish Mulder wouldn’t do it at 5am when I’m trying to sleep. And he’s SO hairy, that if he licks too much, he ingests hair, and then barfs on the carpet. Sometimes I look at him and think about how weird it is that we bring creatures from another species into our homes and love them like we do. But they are certainly worth every minute of it.