Stages of Sleep 2 (feat. Saathi)

Hey there everyone. A few weeks back I published a post titled 'Stages of Sleep' which was all about the experience of sleeping with a little dog in your bed. After that post I was bombarded by questions and comments about what it is like if the dog is big! Well, not only do I have a big dog but a big dog who is rather lazy and stubborn. So here it is! Stages of Sleep with Saathi - the big, black, lazy beast who loves his cuddles as much if not more than Hendrix :)

Until next time!

How to take your workout to the next level.

Do you, like most people, lack the motivation to get up and roll out of bed every single day to go for a run? Or are you looking to step up your game and make your workouts more effective? There was a time I fell in the first category (given my love for partying) and last year I found myself in the second category. And let me tell you something - I found the answer to all my workout related problems! Get a dog! Get a dog? Why? Here is why - 

Now, before you run out and get a Hendrix be sure that you actually need all that exercise :P Until next time.

Stages of Sleep

So, he is back to give you another taste of life with a 'Hendrix'. I am sure those of you who commit the sin of letting the pooch share your bed can identify.

Until next tim. Bis.

Lets Talk About Sex

You know how those of us who are single/unmarried/childless always hear about the fact that after you have children your sex life will – how should I put it – become non-existent. What no one will warn you about is what happens to your sex life after you get a dog. What happens to your sex life after you get a small, curious dog who is possessive like a fool. Well, here goes. Here is what happens when you get a Hendrix in your life.

So go ahead and get a lil tyke all of your own; they are a delight! But, don’t say you weren’t forewarned. :P

The Most Ridonculous of All Moments!

My DOG!!!!!!! Yes I love him and yes he is the cutest and smartest thing in this world....perhaps too smart. He drives me up the wall and marvels me with his intelligence. But, today all he did was give me a mini heart attack for a few minutes and then had me feeling very amused and scared at the same time. 

So M. Hendrix has discovered how to open my hand bag!!!! He has been stealing things like lighters and and an occasional hair band from it for the past 2-3 days and so I did not pay that much attention except for scolding him. Today I came out of the shower and found him, very proudly, munching away on my Birth Control Pills! Yep, you heard it right - my dog ate my birth control pills. Needless to say I panicked like a fool...called the boyfriend, the vet and searched the internet- all in 10 mins flat. Turns out a small quantity like 3-5 pills is ok and nothing will happen to him. So, with the scary part of it over - well....I started laughing because it is damn funny :P And now I have learnt my lesson and will keep all such things at a very safe distance since today it was something that will have no real side effects on him but tomorrow it might be something lethal! 

Like I said OH MY DOG!

Qu'est que c'est?

No matter how many dogs have come and gone in my life, no matter how well versed I think I am in doggie ways and no matter what I say; I don’t think I am truly ever prepared when a new one comes into my life. Yes, they are cute and cuddly and have puppy breath ( :D ) but they also pee every where and bite every thing and eat anything that fits their little mouths (sometimes even stuff that doesn’t).

Sure they follow you around like only little puppies can, curl up their lil warm furry bodies on your tummy and snore cutely but they also accuse you of abandonment every time you go for a shower or for that matter yawn loudly and declare it a day just when its time for you to wake up after keeping you up all night!

Clearly I do have a little puppy in my life right now and yes he takes up all my time!!!! He is rather adventurous (read: pokes his nose where it doesn’t belong), very attached to me (read: thinks my ass is the best bed he will ever have), is learning walk without a leash at 5 months old (read: proud mommy) and has to smell…taste…lick…sniff…examine EVERY THING he ever puts his eyes on (read: qu'est que c'est Mommy?)

And well here goes, introducing Monsieur Hendrix:  

Qu'est que c'est Mommy? Can I pull oohhh??

Qu'est que c'est Mommy??!!!

Sniff sniff....Qu'est que c'est mommyyyyy?

Qu'est que c'est Mommy?? PHOTOBOMB YEAH!!!

Errrr Qu'est que C'EST?

Qu'est que c'est Mommy???? Foooding?

Pffttt OK.....Gnite!!!!