I'm leaving in a few minutes to head out and get the van inspected. If everything works out then it will be mine by tomorrow at the latest. I'm not going to lie, I'm nervous but excited and hopeful. I really do want this to happen and of course in its place im selling Tod, my truck. I'm sad to see Tod go but having three vehicles is too many for me. I can't drive all three and I certainly don't see the point in keeping it if I don't plan to use it, you know? I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will sell quickly and efficiently.
Please keep your fingers crossed that this works out. After years of searching, I finally found something that's close to what I need and want, and that in itself is something to be excited about.
I will let you know as soon as I find out if it passed and what will happen. A lot of effort, time, and money is being thrown around into this, and even though I have a good feeling that doesn't mean it will follow throw.
Ohhh I can feel the butterflies now.
I found the van. The Van. So I am selling my Nissan to get the cash I spent back and put it towards the van I found. Its a 2003 Chevrolet 1500 conversion van. IM getting an inspection tomorrow and when that is done, if things work out I will purchase it and really take a step forward in my journey. I would also start living in it for the two months I would be on the road so it would be a good indication as to what I need to do to get things ready for more trips. If you guys wish to help out then there is a donation button on the right-hand side of the page. If you wish to purchase an art piece click here to go to my gallery.
Every cent counts and I appreciate each and every one of you.
I do hope that you can continue to help me out and follow along on my journey
I've been taking as many pictures of Lylah as I can. She is growing so fast and it's crazy to see her development. I just want to share all the photos I have gotten so far with you guys. She is such a sweetheart.
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I'm not gonna lie, a dog was not on my list of things to have before I finished my traveling journey but with the way things are looking for the virus and the fact that she practically came my way with those big eyes tells me that I made the right choice. The lady I got her from seemed to be a little off and even though I knew that she was attached to Lylah I knew I had to give her a better life. Here is what happened.
My friend's boyfriend got a puppy named Rosco from the same litter. After a few days of meeting him and just feeling my heart flutter, I realized that maybe I should take a look into them to. So I asked my friend if there were any more puppies left. She told me that they were all taken. Sad but taking it as a sign that maybe I didn't need one right now I decided to let it go. It was fine.
A week later I get a text saying that one puppy came back up for adoption and that the lady just couldn't care for her properly while having a full-time job. Excited and a little thrown off I texted the original owner and asked to meet her. I knew the kind of personality I wanted for a dog so I knew meeting her was essential to the adoption. She agreed and we set up a time to meet. It was the following day in the evening. SO I went to bed wondering what she was like, how she was in person, if she was sweet, crazy, or just chill.
I wake up the next day, I get ready for the day and have some coffee and I get this long message about how there was bad news about the puppy. She tells me that the K9 is infected and that they might have to do surgery to remove it. She goes on to say that she isn't sure she can say goodbye after that and she didn't want to separate the puppy from the mother because of how close they were. She apologized over and over and as annoyed as I was I tried my best to understand. Eventually, I get this message from her saying that the surgery was Tuesday, about five days away. Keeping that in mind and making it clear that I was still interested in this puppy I told her that I wish al the best with the surgery.
For five days I sat through the days wondering how it was going to go. Wondering if she would change her mind at all.
Tuesday rolls around and I send out a text saying that Iw she'd the best for the surgery and that I hoped it would end well. She messages me right away saying that they didn't have to do it after all and only gave her a numbing agent for the tooth. It was going to fall out anyway so it was fine. Baffled and frustrated I set up a time to meet her.
That evening I go and wait outside this shady park for her to come with Lylah (her old name was Rosie) There's some homeless dude trying to tell jokes to us and we all sat miserably listening because it was downpouring at the park. Finally, she arrived. I kid you not, the second she stepped out of the vehicle I knew. Lylah was so small and I could see the curiosity in her eyes. She came up to me and we started chatting about Lylah. Basically the short story is that Lylah had no training at all. Every time she tried to do training the mom would start howling, barking, and whining. Looking at her I could see how timid she was and knew that she didn't have a lot of socialization. Looking at the owner I knew that she didn't have any way of providing the right kind of life for this puppy. She needs regular exercise, lots of training, and plenty of love. She was not going to provide that.
After a few more questions the transaction was complete. I didn't pay a dime for her and I got her transferred to my name as soon as I could. Honestly, it was one of the best decisions I have made. I know the first year will be hard and I know there are a lot of things to cover when it comes to training and getting behavior down but I am sure that we can make it work. She has learned so much so far and she is so quick to learn new tricks. Lylah will be an amazing adventurer and companion.
I know a lot of you probably aren't interested in learning about Puppies or how things are going with Lylah but to be honest, that is what my life is filled with now. Puppy training, little sleep, and lots of love for this little creature I took in. So if this is something that you guys aren't interested or don't want to read feel free to skip this article.
Lylah is a mix of three very intelligent breeds. So as you can imagine her training has to be taken very seriously. Mishaps can happen and if they do then you get a dog that turns into this crazy beast. The dog never listens, thinks they are the alpha, and never dow hat you want them to do. It's especially hard when you have kids or when the dog meets other people. You try to warn them, be the in-between person but it never really works out well. Maybe you want a dog that will run with you but because you weren't strict enough or you didn't take training seriously enough the dog ends up pulling you into the concrete and you hurt yourself terribly. You get frustrated and end up hurting not only your pride as a dog owner but also enforcing that its ok to do that to you.
There are so many different ways to train and I have been studying so many videos and reading so many blogs to try and learn what the right way and wrong way is to train. It's difficult picking what those are.
Lylah has gotten comfortable with me so she has hit he rebellious five-year-old stage where not only does she know what I am saying but she doesn't do it without a little bit of reinforcement. It can be challenging and I must admit that there are times when I get frustrated and go to the normal "No that's not a good thing" Idealism of training. I will say this. With puppies, it doesn't work. I've been learning that with Lylah and its hard to break the habit of going back to those standards that most of us know. ITs a work in progress for us both and it honestly takes so much restraint to get that down.
Right now we are working on leash training/pulling. Lylah has a habit of randomly stopping when there is a noise, car, person, or another animal. She doesn't quite get that you have to keep going and ignore the distractions. She also has started to choke herself a little bit when we walk together and that in itself is a bad sign. If I don't stop the pulling now then that could translate later in life that it's ok to pull and when she's full-grown she literally will pull me down the sidewalk.
In the long term, I am going to do what I can to train her to the best of my ability but at six months I'm gonna enroll her in a private training course to refine her training and to make sure that she will actually do what she is told. Do any of you guys have a puppy and how is the training going?
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