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Serenity Blue began in November of 2011 as a creative outlet for a girl who dared to follow her dreams of being an artist one day. Today, with the same fire that drove her dreams then, Serenity Blue aspires to see how one nerdy girl can carve out a little corner of the internet to share her passions for gaming and art with the rest of the world.

Aeres Anastasia's Adventures in the Real Word: Puppy Acquisition Edition

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Aeres Anastasia's Adventures in the Real Word: Puppy Acquisition Edition

Aeres Anastasia

   Haven't had a lot of time to play much of anything other than some Minecraft since December, hence there haven't been a lot of reviews popping up on here (though, I'm working on a Gloomhaven one). As some of you who read these blogs may know, I lost my 13 year old Wire Fox Terrier on December 15th after an all too brief battle with cancer. That most horrible of words that still strikes fear into most of us silently crept into my life and took my best friend. 

 The very last photo taken of Dodger M. Rupracht before he passed. 

The very last photo taken of Dodger M. Rupracht before he passed. 

   2017 was a rough year for me and events unfolded that led to my first real bout with depression-not just a sad day or a blue week or even seasonal depression (that's a real thing for us northerners who get snowed on for months on end)- but real, nothing makes you want to get out of the shower depression. Side note: on demand water heaters are super, but when you just want to stay in the shower all day and the water never gets cold... it's not helpful! Anyhow, there were many tears shed and my sleeping habits became abysmal. Eating was only done as a necessity as earlier in the year I learned the hard way that not eating really hurts. I didn't read or write or make art. 

   I did, however begin searching for puppies, convinced beyond all shadow of a doubt that a new little life to love and care for was just the ticket to shake me from the hold depression had on me. My vet referred me to a Miniature Schnauzer breeder who may know some people. I googled. I found breeders in New York state, but no one had any puppies, nor were planning to until the spring at the earliest. After hearing that my dog had passed, this lovely Mini Schnauzer breeder went to work. She questioned contacts she'd made showing her dogs, deciding that Spring simply wouldn't do. They came up with a name. 

 Poe Diggle at two weeks old. Photos by R. Hendricks

Poe Diggle at two weeks old. Photos by R. Hendricks

   On December 31st, I got a phone call and the lady simply said, "I've got a puppy for you!" He was born the day before, fifteen days after losing my pup. A litter of four little boys. A prior litter had yielded two already spoken for puppies but I was seventh on the wait list. Another waitlister had decided gamble on a girl in another litter and suddenly my luck was looking up. When the pictures came at two weeks old, I was surprised to see three puppies in them. Turns out, my desire to have a ginger (red and white as opposed to the classic black white and tan) and a boy was not shared by the people in front of me on the list. Suddenly, I had my pick. 

   So I poured over the pictures and one little guy just stood out to me. He had more color than the others and if you viewed him as a Rorschach test, you could wager there was a raven in his markings. So it was decided. My short list of names that I'd spent two weeks carefully crafting became immediately narrowed down to one. 

 Poe Diggle at seven weeks old. Photo by R. Hendricks

Poe Diggle at seven weeks old. Photo by R. Hendricks

Poe.

  Poe Diggle, to be exact. Named for Edgar Allan Poe (my BA in English is showing) and also Poe Dameron (pardon the nerd) with a little Diggle thrown in for cuteness and we pretty much have my little guy in a nut shell. He's a thinker who's always pondering things and tried to bury his "Snuggle Puppy Plushy with Lifelike Heartbeat" his first night home ala a Tell Tale Heart. He's brave but doesn't necessarily think before he acts and her really doesn't like being told no like a certain ace pilot. The Diggle, which was supposed to be cute and I stole from a character on the CWs TV show Arrow, ended up predicting a love of creating holes. 

 Poe Diggle nearly ten weeks old.

Poe Diggle nearly ten weeks old.

  He's been home now nearly three weeks and he's already outgrown his first little tiny jacket. Which is sad both because he's getting so big and also because it was blue and I love blue. His new jacket is black, which is less cute. Being a puppy mom is a lot of work. The first week there was little to no sleep. I now entirely can see how new parents forget their children in the car. I got into an argument with a Starbucks barista over a drink I forgot I ordered in the time it took her to make it. Made them all smile though. 

 Eleven Weeks Old

Eleven Weeks Old

  Poe Diggle is growing so fast! In three weeks he has mastered "sit," "high five," "boop," and nearly "lie down." We've started learning "roll over" which he hysterically just keeps doing until he gets a treat. We've narrowed night time potty breaks to two, which is more than I'd like but less than it was so I will take it. He is starting to realize that people aren't for chewing. Cuddling... well, maybe in another couple months. Little guy is either asleep, or on... very, very on. When he gets overtired, he gets destructive and bites harder. It's super fun-not! 

 Them teeth though

Them teeth though

  So now that I have my little Poe Diggle and the sun starts to peak out up here in the snow country once in a while, my mood is starting to improve. I've read a whole book and started a new one. I've started writing some more. I've been sketching ideas for new art. Trying to eat healthier, and, well chasing the puppy is getting me moving for sure. My back still flares up now and again and I am trying to remember to squat instead of bending down all the time, but it's difficult to override a lifetime's bad habit. 

 Twelve Weeks Old

Twelve Weeks Old

  Anyhow, that's all for now. I'll try to get some reviews and new stuff up in the near future!