Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
And if that isn't bad enough, yesterday Mommy and I went for our regular neighborhood walk and the neighbor's chihuahua (Jerome) came out the door and charged after me and Mommy. I was quite frightened and tried to hide behind my Mommy but that crazy little dog kept biting at my back paws. I could SQUASH that dog if I wanted to!
One of these days I am going to learn to stand my ground and let those other dogs know who is really the boss...and definitely WHO is BIGGER!
Today, though, is off to a better start. Mommy and I got up really early to walk, but since it was very, very cold outside Mommy and I went "early-bird" shopping to finish up the Christmas shopping. Boy, they sure have slick floors in Penney's! I thought I was ice-skating! Somehow I managed to stay on my feet and make it around the store (getting plenty of attention, of course). Mommy said I was an angel and that I did very well. I have learned to sit when she is looking at clothes on the racks (I seem to do a lot of sitting...). The one thing that baffles me, though, are all these people who are standing around on little platforms being very, very still. I kept trying to "pick up their scent" but oddly they seem to not have one. Mommy told me I couldn't sniff them anymore...she said it looked tacky. Well, I think THEY are tacky because everyone else talks to me, but they just stare straight ahead and won't even acknowledge that I am trying to be their friend.
I hope my future home is NOT with their family!
Three days until Christmas! I am still being good, Santa. Don't forget me!
Friday, December 18, 2009
and their family members. Even though the weather was really wet and very cold, we had a great time with the ones that were able to weather the storm and join in the fun. There was a lot of food (thank you to all who dropped things under the table!) and lots of entertainment from all of those who sang karaoke. I got a ton of attention, especially from the children! The only "not so fun" thing is that my mommy made me wear my Santa hat again.
But the highlight was truly getting to meet Santa and sniff him. (I know this sounds silly, but he kinda smelled like a deer!!!) He scratched my ears with his gloves on, and I loved it! He's definitely a jolly ol' fellow. He asked what I wanted for Christmas and I told him that I was wishing for a very special family that will need me to help them when I get a little bit older. He promised to start the search really soon, and feels like he will be able to find the perfect match for me when I get ready to be a full-time service dog. He has some elves named Erin, Tiffany and Elaine that specialize in just those kind of special requests. Now I have an incentive to really be a good dog this year!
When I got home from the party I was exhausted and have now fallen asleep...with those sugarplums dancing in my head again. Life is good...and it's going to get better. Thanks, Santa!
Molly-pop is teaching me to share. She usually has these really cute pacifiers in her mouth and she will take it out of her mouth and pretend like she is giving it to me! When I start to take it from her, she puts it back in her mouth and laughs at me. She does this over and over and over again. So I have learned that after about three times, if I am very quick, and can run up to her and snatch it out of her mouth! She thinks that is funny, too, and she laughs at me and tries to snatch it back. I think it is so nice that she shares her "paci" with me. Why doesn't my foster family think so?
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
My first adventure was checking to see just how well Mommy had hung my stocking on the fireplace. (Someday I want someone to explain to me why she puts everything else in the dryer but hangs up just one of our socks in the living area.) It only took a few pulls to get my sock down so that I could chew on it a little...."little" meaning that Mommy was right there at the first bite, along with the NO word. She told me some wild story about not eating a hole in my stocking because my gifts from some guy, who supposedly was coming right down our chimney, would fall out. (Down the chimney? Maybe my mommy has been sipping too much eggnog???)
The next thing I decided to explore was this tree she has growing in the corner of her house. She had put some really cute balls on it....much cuter than the ones in my toy box. Some of them jingle, and some sparkle very, very much. Without much effort they can be plucked from the tree, and I was having so much fun rolling them around the floor. I even got a sparkling nose from playing with them. I soon came to realize, however, that she seems to think there is a serious distinction between the balls on her tree, and the balls in my toy box. I always let Mommy play with me and my toys, but she won't share the fancy balls on her tree with me! I tried to reason with her and show her how cute I was with glitter on my nose, but she used the NO word (yet again) and hung my new-found toys up high on her tree. I still think I might be able to reach them if I jump from the couch.
Next I turned my attention on Molly-pop, the cute grandbaby. Unlike Mommy, Molly shares... primarily her pacifier and Sippy-cup (I got my first taste of milk!). Molly-pop plays this fun game with me. She acts like she is giving me her pacifier, then plops it back in her mouth. That's my cue to grab it out of her mouth with my teeth and run. We love this game. Mommy doesn't. In fact, she said if I kept this up I probably wouldn't be needing my stocking.
Off I went to find another interesting plaything and I found something that is so much fun! Mommy has these little paper things in all of the bathrooms. I found out that if you grab the end of the paper and run, you can make it follow you all over the place! If it breaks, you just go back and get some more. It doesn't take long to get a whole lot of this paper down on the floor to play with. I just wish Mommy would remember to leave the bathroom doors open! Mommy put a whole new thingy of paper up and then walked right out and shut the door! I tried all three bathrooms and all of the doors are shut. Mommy keeps mumbling something about how I am going to get "coal" for Christmas. Coal? All I want is a few of those paper things!
These rules are growing old really fast. I can't go up the stairs without Mommy. I can't potty and poop in the house. I can't get on the couch. I can't eat shoes. I can't drink out of the toilet. I can't chew on electric cords. I can't hold my own leash. I can't pull the ribbons off the boxes under Mommy's tree...all of these fun things are on something called a "naughty list" that gets checked twice by someone that is watching me even when I am asleep! I think that is creepy!
If any of you need some coal, I think I am going to have enough to share.
Monday, December 14, 2009
When I woke up I felt very fuzzy in my little brain...and very wierd in the opposite part of my body...kind of like a part of me was missing. When I tried to talk, my voice had risen quite distinctively to a much higher pitch. (I thought I was supposed to be turning into a fine young gentleman doggie with a nice deep bark, but I just don't feel so masculine anymore.)
Mommy did come pick me up this afternoon and I, still feeling a little woozy, slept all the way home. Mommy sure has been babying me alot and would not let me play with Gavin and Molly (not that I felt like playing). I also have a terrible itch down under my tail and mommy gets on to me when I try to scratch it with my teeth. So I just cuddled up in my nice warm little sheepskin bed with a soft, warm blanket. I sure am hoping that tomorrow I feel more like myself...but something tells me I am just not the same dog I used to be.
P.S. What does the word "neuter" mean?
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
My next discovery was...the stuff tastes good! Yes, it's like taking a drink, only softer. I wandered on out into the yard to find a place for my next order of business, but everytime I tried to poop my little bum would touch the snow! It took me a moment to realize this stuff was not going to go away in time, so I "bit the bullet" and "hit the snow". Once business was taken care of I realized that I was made precisely to play in this stuff...I come with a fur coat! I had the best time running....and running....and running....and running. Princess Linni was standing out in the yard with one of her front paws tucked up (she isn't the type to get her paws even a little wet or messy), so I decided she was the perfect height to practice my running hurdles. Mommy thought I was so funny, but Princess Linni did not! So, just like any other brother would, I kept on doing it over and over. (My new favorite pass-time is to agrivate that prissy pup. I have even learned how to eat my treat very fast, then go after hers...right out of her mouth. Mommy said I had to quit doing that. Maybe I will...maybe I won't. She is so funny when she tucks her tail under her and tries to look pathetic).
I played in the snow so long that it caked on my fur! Finally Mommy made me come in and she wrapped me in a towel. Whew! That took all the energy right out of me. Time to cuddle up with my toys and settle in for a long winter nap. (I stole that line from the story Mommy was reading Gavin and Molly last night).
I hope we have a long, long, snowy, snowy winter. Mommy said something about getting more of this white stuff so we could make a snowman. I am not sure what that is, but I am going to learn to hike my leg because it sounds like something I might want to pee on!
Time for my nap! I added a picture of me imitating Santa with a white beard, and one of me making doggie snow angels. (Mommy added the naptime picture because she thought it was cute how I cuddled up to my toys. I am going to have to chew that camera up. Do you know how hard it is to sleep with a flash in your face????)
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Even though I have practiced and practiced, I just don't navigate those stairs very well.
What I do like about my new house is the fun places I have found to sleep. I try to find a hole or cubby to take my naps in. Mom has found me laying in Linni's toybox (okay, I admit that I was hanging out over the sides) tucked in behind the toilet (even the flushing toilet doesn't wake me) and under the bird cage table (which the bird hates so it makes it even more fun to lay there!). My favorite place, though, is up against a wall with my feet straight up. I have also fallen in love with my sheepskin bed, which lays in front of the fireplace. I like to lay on it when Mommy and Daddy are watching TV. I have so many places to choose from!
Personally, I would like to sleep in bed with Mommy, but she always uses that tacky word "NO" which I have found out means that whatever I am doing or trying to do, it better stop. Oh, well. At least she loves on me when I obey!
Tomorrow is Friday! Gavin and Molly will be back to play! Hooray!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
When Mommy came home from work she played with me before putting me in the car for my first family outing and surprise. The big surprise turned out to be my new playmates, Gavin and Molly. Gavin is so excited to have me at his Nana's house to play with! He runs with me, plays tug of war, and gives me lots of hugs. Molly is just learning to walk so she heads in my direction and then falls on me when she gets near. I will have to definitely keep an eye on her.
Gavin is just my size, for now! I think I will be growing faster than him, though, since we are both the same size when we sit down and I am only 14 weeks old...252 weeks less than him!
We played and played, then I had to rest on my new sheepskin bed. I figured that by now, after that spin cycle on the washer, it had to be safe to lay on! All of my bedding and toys are now clean! I have fallen in love with the pink ostrich!
Whew, it was an exciting day! The good news is: I didn't make a single mess in the house today! Mommy is so proud of me! I think I have figured out that when she says the word "potty" she means "pee". Atleast that is what I do when she says it, and she gives me a treat when I do it.
Can't wait for tomorrow. I hear Mommy and Daddy are taking me on a very special outing! I will just cry for a little while when they put me in my crate...just enough to make them feel "needed".