Dogs, Doctors, and Dumb Companies....

So lets start out with the dog. A couple of months ago my hubby and I decided to get a new dog for our little guy to play with. We already have a 7-year-old chihuahua who wants nothing to do with our little menace and thought it might be nice to have a sturdier, more easy-going breed around. So we decide to get a beagle. Loony, I know. We didn't want to deal with a puppy and a toddler at the same time so we were searching for a young adult, POTTY TRAINED dog. We scoured the internet in search of the perfect small beagle and lo and behold we find a fine specimen in Salt Lake City. It was love at first sight. I e-mailed the owner a dozen times trying to find out all I could about the little cutie so there would be minimal surprises when we got her home. Most of the inquiries pertained to the housebreaking department. I was reassured that she was trustworthy and knew to go outside to potty. Which is true, I suppose.

A week later, Ruby was home. I was smitten to say the least, although plenty cautious about her as well. She did very well for a while, aside from the temporary inability to differentiate between dog and baby toys. Yes, little Ruby Sue settled in quite well until one night when I was quietly laying my sleeping son in his crib I turned around to see this creature peeing in my baby's closet!!! Mouth agape, heart pounding, I knew not what to do! Do I scold her and wake the baby? Take her to the vet for a UTI? Do I lose my mind? Well, maybe... Anyway as it turns out she had been peeing there for who knows how long. Grrrrrr!!!!!!! So here I am kneeling in my baby's closet cleaning multiple pee spots thinking, "Was this dog a mistake?"

Two carpet shampooing sessions, about a thousand "Go outside, Ruby."'s and a few weeks later, we thought we were in the clear. There hadn't been any accidents since she was caught in the closet. Then a few nights ago, we had our friends over and were having a good, if not a little late, evening. Our guests left and we were settling in for the night when I noticed a HUGE pee spot in my living room! Thanks alot Ruby! This time we felt partly responsible for not watching her like a hawk and taking her out every 10 minutes, but come on, really? Two nights later, I am once again transferring the sleeping child to his bed when she pees again in the same spot in my living room! Now I don't know what to do. On top of this she has started digging a pit in my freshly landscaped backyard and NEVER coming when she is called. One thing I know for sure, we should have gotten a puppy that we could train from infancy. I also know that she continues to melt my heart despite her flaws. This is now to be know as the Dog Dilemma. To keep or not to keep.

 Now on to the Doctors. The hubby and I have been battling this mean sinus infection cold thing for almost 3 weeks. Yuck. Finally, when Z, who we thought had recovered, started getting yet another oncoming infection, we decided that enough is enough. Time to see a doctor. After a slightly wild goose chase, we arrived at Urgent Care early this morning, munchkin in tow. I was delighted to see a relatively clean and uncrowded waiting room. Overall, I am impressed with the center and will not hesitate to go there again if need be. Good job GJ! We each were seen and given antibiotics. Hopefully this will be the end of the seemingly never-ending illness.

On a side-note. The doctor who treated me was a former co-worker of my mother's and former physician of mine. What a small world. It has been several years and a few relocations since I had seen her last. She remember my mom and me and had nothing but kind words about my mother, calling her a "gentle soul," which she is.

Last but not least is the Dumb Company. I guess I can't really say the whole company is dumb. Maybe just the packaging and distributing departments. Seven, count them, s-e-v-e-n weeks ago, I ordered a desperately wanted and needed new desk and storage cabinet from Bush industries. Now, I could have gotten this at Amazon and not dealt with the issues to come, but for some reason, my mind was not where it should have been come ordering time. Okay I think one of the main culprits here is Cymax stores. This is who I ordered it from. I am not  one to complain about companies or products but this one is just getting ridiculous. The desk had great reviews and it was very affordable and attractive. So when I still had not received a confirmation email, tracking number, of shipment for that matter, after 2 weeks, I called...and called...and called. Never spoke to anyone but managed to hear all about Cymax for, not kidding you, 45 minutes at a time while I patiently waited to talk to a human. Finally I got ahold of a young man who expedited my shipment, which I was very pleased to receive after the agreed-upon 5-7 business days.

Z and I marveled at the well-made product as we(he) started putting it together. Then as we got to the last piece in the box, we realized the desk top was completely broken in half. Ugh! I called Cymax twice more before receiving the direct number for the manufacturer. They promptly shipped a new top. The only thing was, it was supposed to arrive in 5-7 days and when yet another 10 days passed by with no top, I called. It had been delivered and signed off by the driver. Only no one knew where it was. Certainly not at my house! Once again a replacement was shipped. This one actually arrived a day early. The next day a strange looking man arrived with the original desk top that was said to have been delivered a week earlier. Good gracious!!!

My dear husband worked diligently on our desk this weekend and when it came time to put the last 2 pieces in place, they were no where to be found. Double Grrr!!!! Once again a replacement part order has been placed and we are crossing our fingers that it all works out. I really love the desk and can't wait to use it but simply cannot believe the process it has been to get this thing going!