I think he is a robot

I am not really sure if Riggs is as much a dog as he is a robot.  Riggs is all about routine and schedule and never deviates from it.  Nothing ever changes.  His internal clock goes off at various times of the day or after certain order of events.

Riggs Schedule (Weekday)

• Wake up at 6:15 am and begin pestering Dada (aka lick lick lick lick) to wake up and feed me.  Proceed to do this for the next 45min to an hour till Dada cannot take it any longer and gets out of bed.
• Run downstairs as fast as I can and run around in circles as I wait impatiently for Dada to get my food ready.
• Stand there and whine and jump on Dada because he is taking way too long to get my food ready.
• Inhale my food as fast as I can, licking every last morsel from in the bowl and all around the bowl.
• Run back upstairs and grab a stuffed animal ready to play.  Begin whining if no one will pay attention and play with me.
• Go for a walk outside around the neighborhood, sniff all the light poles, bushes and as many grass piles as I can get away with dragging Dada to.
• Pee 3 – 4 times.
• Poo twice.
• Wait for Dada to give me a treat back at home.
• Lay down and begin sad pouty face to make Dada feel guilty for leaving me home as he leaves for work.
• Stand at door waiting for Mama to enter coming home from work.
• Run over and grab Angry Face or Pink Eye stuffed animal ready to play.
• Go outside and pee but then stand around and not poo.  I want to eat!!!
• Stand there and whine and jump on Mama because she is taking way too long to get my food ready.
• Inhale my food as fast as I can, licking every last morsel from in the bowl and all around the bowl.
• Run back upstairs and grab a stuffed animal ready to play.  Begin whining if no one will pay attention and play with me.
• Lay down next to Mama.
• Run to door when I hear garage door open and stand there waiting for Dada to enter coming home from work.
• Run over and grab Angry Face or Pink Eye stuffed animal ready to play.
• Go outside and finally poo and pee again.
• Stand under the table and lick lick lick lick Dada’s legs as he eats dinner.
• At 7:30pm, begin sitting or standing and staring at Mama and Dada waiting for one of them to get up and go get me a carrot out of the frig.  FINALLY at 8pm I get my carrot.
• Make a complete mess breaking my carrot up into tiny pieces and then eat it.
• Grab a stuffed animal and stand at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Mama to go upstairs to crawl into bed.
• Lay in bed and suck on Paris Hilton’s nose.
• Chew on my Nylabone.
• Play tug-a-war with one of my stuffed animals with Mama.
• Fall asleep.
• Act like dead weight and pretend I am sleeping when Dada comes to bed and wants to take me outside one last time.
• Pee once.
• Go over to Dada when he crawls into bed and begin lick lick lick licking him.
• After getting pushed away 4-5 times I finally give up and fall back asleep waiting for 6:15am to arrive to start it all over again.

Inspector Pooseau

Anyone that has seen any of the old classic Pink Panther movies will know who Inspector Clouseau is.  If you have not seen these I highly recommend them.

Inspector Clouseau

Well Riggs is "Inspector Pooseau".  He can smell a pile of poo a mile away and must go and investigate every pile that gets within range of his sniffer.  What is it about gross smelling stuff that dogs just must go investigate?  Can they not tell the difference between good smelling things and disgusting smelling things?  

Another thing, Riggs will find something in the grass (usually it is something dead) and think it is a great idea to roll in it.  Luckily he is clueless that he gives an obvious sign that he is about to do it and I can drag him away before he gets a chance to roll in whatever it is he smells in the grass.

Scary outside at night

Riggs gets so paranoid when you take him outside after dark.  His eyes get all wide and he is on constant alert.  Looking all around, listening intently and dang near impossible to get him to focus on peeing and pooing instead of worrying that something is going to come out and get him.  How did we end up with such a wussy dog?  Maybe I should have named you Scooby Doo.

Play with the other dogs, not the humans

We attempt to take Riggs to the park every weekend that we can.  Here he can roam around and play with all the other dogs but does he?  Not really.  He spends his time sniffing every tree and fence post to inhale the lovely smell of pee.  He roams around the grass looking for any pile of poo that might have been missed.  If a person sits down on any of the numerous park benches in the park I hope you don’t mind a dog hopping into your lap because it is only a matter of time before Riggs works his way over to you and jumps up into your lap.  Riggs is more interested in the people and pee & poo smells then the dogs.  Go figure.

Sh*tstorm Wednesday

The joys of potty training continue however for some reason every Wednesday lately we have gotten home to ummmmmm, I think Eddie Murphy's reaction in the video below says it best.

Lovely present

Riggs left a lovely present on the bed today, a pile of poo.  What the hell Riggs?