German Sheriff Pointer

There’s a Snake in My Boot….

what.a.stud.

Wednesdays are becoming my Mondays, apparently. This weekend was S U C C E S S F U L.. Seriously, as successful as one birthday can get. Everyone was in full party mode. Or maybe my beer Vodka goggles were on too tight, because it was fun! I pretty sure calling the dinosaurs in your bff’s backseat is a definition for job well done. And it wasn’t even my birthday! Oh well, this was the first birthday for my group of friends that we really partied for, so I feel like it was all of ours, rolled into the one night. Sunday was spent sleeping, because – seriously – that’s all I could do.

At target I stumbled across this outfit for Fritz to wear for (anytime I’m feeling blue) Halloween. He really didn’t mind the vest, the hat either, once I gave him his handcuffs. I’m pretty sure this picture is the cats meow for any of you reading this.

Tonight is our October Game Night. YAHOOOOOO! Can’t wait to spark fuse with my girl fran’s; plus, it’s Erin’s real birthday, so maybe we’ll spark some candles….

Actually, I don’t know if we are doing that…

Anyways – good day to you deputy

From Impulse to Inseparable

Meet Fritz:

This is my one and a half year old German Shorthaired Pointer. He is 51.2 pounds of muscle and energy; and with the occasional excited pee and 7am wakeup calls aside, he is the best (non human) friend anyone could have. But let’s be honest here: Fritz was a result of an impulse buy from a couple with a 6 year on and off again relationship (that now rests permanently in the off position).

>Need a play be play? We saw him, his sweet puppy eyes won us over, and we bought him<

Now as a single “mom” my life has changed a lot. I know some people think I’m crazy because I treat my dog as a child, and speak of him as one, but there is a significance to Fritz I’m not sure everyone understands. He kept me from a sad place, kept my energy up, and most of all – kept my spirits up.  I mean how can you look at this face and NOT smile??

(Now, just to clarify, I am not comparing myself to single moms in any way. I pretty much hit my knees every time I think of what it would be like if Fritz was an impulse baby. YIKES!! )

Back to the point though, Fritz is literally attached to my hip. He goes everywhere I go; to visit my parents, to run errands, sometimes just to pick up dinner, I will let him ride shotgun. I –without a doubt- recommend a dog to anyone going through a hard time, or anyone is just looking for a friend that can be at your beckon call 24/7.  However, when you’re pondering about this decision, keep in mind- DOGS ARE NOT CHEAP! I spent 200 dollars on my loveable canine a few months back because he ate some sugar free gum. Turns out he barely had any in his system, and the vet thought I was psycho, but hey! - Better safe than sorry.  

KUWAGSP

Hey y’all! I want to thank everyone for coming to see what I have to say! After two of my besties created blogs, I decided to jump on the bandwagon. My goal is to let you in on what it's like “Keeping Up With A German Shorthaired Pointer”, and other little secrets of life. Hope I keep you drooling for more!  (pun intended)