Anti-Fatigue Mats Even Dogs Love!Posted on: July 23rd, 2014 by Ben Gonzalez
The expression “one sick puppy” has earned a whole new meaning for me. I adopted a beautiful Mastif-Lab mix named Jolie about 3 months ago. She is the light of my life these days. At 18 months, she is now about 100 pounds of pure doggy happiness. She has turned me into a total doggy-daddy. I wake up every morning at 6am to go running or have some play time at the dog park. Sometimes with wifey, but lately.. not so much. I guess I can be an overbearing dad that worries about his princess a tad too much. “She’s not a child, she’s a dog!” is my girlfriends catch-phrase as of late. I just roll it off since it was HER idea to get a dog in the first place. An idea which I objected to. But I digress…
After about 2 – 2.5 hours, we have breakfast together and then it’s off to work. Once off work, we go on another long walk and play a bit at the apartment before she’ passes out or focuses her attention on one of her favorite toys. This is everyday now. There is no “day off” since these creatures are all encompassing responsibilities. Especially the breed since she’s still a puppy in the body of a lycanthrope. As if this wasn’t enough, we ran into a poor little Stafforshire Terrier tied up to a tree and abandoned across the street from the dog park we frequent on a fateful Friday morning. After reading the note left on him (his name is Ice, it turns out) we promptly took him to the shelter to try and identify his owner. No tags, no chip, and no identity, the 6-year old lad would have been put down in a weeks time. So I did the only thing a sucker for punishment would do to ensure the everlasting glare of his already over-doggyfied girlfriend… I took him home.
It’s been three weeks now and the apartment is almost completely doggy proof. With some ingenuity, we’re keeping the moose and lycanthrope (Ice is, himself, a hefty 85 lbs of slobbery awesomeness) from driving our downstairs neighbor insane. A few anti-fatigue mats under the area rug in the living room help make it more comfortable than without it. This helps us to keep the dogs from sleeping on the couch. Also, since they are BIG dogs, our new Pet Placemat keep their food bowls from sliding around. Luckily, the pups aren’t too fond of chewing on the mats. As far as chewing on my priced possessions, well… I’d probably do the same if I was a dog.