Saturday, December 15, 2012

Worse day of my life

Yesterday was the worst day of my life. For some reason I wasn't fed breakfast. Mom and Dad went about their business as usual, ignoring my efforts to remind them what they had forgotten. When I was at work with mom, Amy did a TPR on me. I don't mind having my temperature taken too much, but must they do it when I am feeling well? Right afterwards, my nightmare began. They shaved my forearm. The last time they did that ..... ouch!... the catheter was placed. I got the cone of shame as well. Not long afterwards someone pricked my back muscles. I felt weak and tired. It made me sick. The last thing I remembered, mom was injecting some liquids into my catheter. I started to feel funny... more... and more tired.... and my world blacked out.

The next time I opened my eyes, I felt like the world was spinning. I tried to get up to right myself but my legs would not listen. The world was going crazy. I sensed a change between my thighs. It wasn't painful, I was too drugged up to feel it. When the world felt normal again, mom brought me bowl of chicken and dog food. :)

Since then I had been with this ridiculous cone of shame. I still don't know what I did wrong to deserve it. Was it the wood I was chewing on 2 days ago? Or the fact that I was running around the house ignoring mom's commands last weekend? I may never figure out. 

Friday, November 23, 2012

First snow

It's my first snow!! It's fluffy, it's white... and taste like... like.... like...... I'm not sure what it tastes like. But I like it. Why are humans so grumpy about the cold when it is so much fun. I can catch snowflakes with my mouth all day.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Luck cut short

I had another fun-filled weekend, running around open fields and walking along trails.
It's getting colder these days, there is a layer of frost on the grass at twilight and dawn. My paws get cold now. Not as cold as how mom and dad seems. They are always wearing the heavy coats. I love this weather! Mom tells me we'll be covered with 2 feet of snow in a few weeks. She keeps telling me how excited I am going to be when I first see snowflakes (like how she was). I hope they taste like chicken. Talking about chicken, I found a HUGE chunk of chicken bone on the ground yesterday (a whole chicken thigh!). My luck was cut short when mom and dad was furious and pulled the chicken bone out from my mouth. I was apparently a very bad boy. But mom... it's chicken.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Battling with the wind machine

Everyone had the weekend off! We went to the beach. This time we took a long stroll along the broad walk. It was sunny with cool winds. Perfect weather (at least I thought so, but the humans were still heavily clothed). I met a few fur friends along the way. I wanted to jump and play with them all, but some were not so friendly. I almost got nipped in my face by an old JRT. Mom's been trying to hold me back from jumping on other dogs/people... it's so hard not to. Why can't they just let us all loose?

After an exhausting day at the beach, they had to shower me?!?! Why!! I don't mind the shampooing and toweling dry... but that scary loud wind machine always follows. I'm standing up to that monster machine more. I'll use my paws to push it away. Yes I DARE to touch it now. It still scares me a lot. Gave me nightmares last night when I slept.

Saturday, October 13, 2012


So it's been a while. It's not easy being a puppy. So much growing to do.
I guess mom had to work in another place for now. I spent some days in the last couple of weeks with mom at a small suite -essentially a bedroom with bathroom attached. I went to work with mom as always. On the first day, she placed me in a large run. It was so cold an uninviting. I told mom I'd rather stay in the tiny cage where I can see people working. I've made a few new friends since, nice people who brought me biscuits! I've spent the whole day in the cage pinning for the evening walks where mom takes me out to explore new places.

For the last 2 days, something is not agreeing with my tummy. I've been sick a couple of times and mom's worried sick. (Pun intended) I hate it when I get throw up, I miss a meal and go hungry.... but mom says if I eat too soon after, I'll most likely vomit again. Today has been a boring day of recuperation. May as well, it rained the entire day, couldn't have gone anywhere fun anyway. I've been sniffing carpet to carpet all day.... yawn.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Dog day at the park

I went to an event called dog day at the park today. There were labradors, goldens, pit bulls, dobermans, shepherds, bouviers, setters, chesapeake bay reteriver, portuguese water dogs, chihuahuas, yorkshires, westies and other aussies too! We went from booth to booth meeting new people and everyone loved me. I got a little crazy with three poodles and ran loose from mom for a moment. Freedom! But not for long. I also tried out the mini agility course they had. I did well, but I was not too sure about the collapsed tunnel. It was fun in the sun all morning long, other than the one time I threw up... not quite sure what I ate upset  my belly. Now I am just tired... zzzzzzzz

Sunday, September 9, 2012

With sand on my feet

It's my first day at the beach! Mom and Dad (Yes I've adopted these humans as my parents now) brought me to Grand Haven. It was 70F out with clear skies. Apparently dogs are not allowed on the beach (boo to that) so we walked along the pier towards the lighthouse. On our way there we met a 1.5 years old Labrador that wanted to play as well! I really liked him. Some folks were camping in their caravan. Because I am such a star, they had to say hello. I was well behaved, wagging the little nub that's left of my tail. They started telling me about the dogs and cats they had in the past. When we finally reached the lighthouse, I saw a whole line of fisherman. Adjusting their gear, baiting the hook and giving a good firm cast. It was the most relaxing and fun day I've had so far. And now I am so tired.... my eyes can barely open....

Thursday, September 6, 2012

First day

My life started a little fuzzy. I can't quite remember how it had began. I remember dad and mom are Australian Shepherds and winners in the show ring. I can recall the noise of my siblings, the warmth of mom and the feeling of carpet beneath me. One day, a couple of strangers came to my house. The lady who feeds us seems to behave kindly to them. I guess they must be alright. We got let out of our pens and ran around like crazy. FREEDOM! The strange lady picked me up and started looking at my eyes, mouth and ears. She started feeling me all over, pressing on my belly and listening to my chest. It felt like a visit to the vet. I was a little scared. Before I know it, I was carried out of the door by this strange lady and her husband. They started getting me into their car and I was trapped! The engine roared and I was abducted. I was restless and kept whining but no one came to my rescue. The man and lady started talking about names and kept calling me 'Mason' for some reason.

I reached a new apartment.... all alone. Separated  from mom and my brothers. There was a crate in the apartment, so I huddled inside. It made me feel safe. I kept to myself most of the night although the strange couple did try to play with me. They are very nice, but I miss my family.

Over the course of the next 3 days, I got over the fear of being along. It turns out that the strange couple were not too bad after all. They fed me, played with me and changed bed when it got wet. I had nightmares about being alone on the second night and was screaming for hours at 4am. They tried to clam me down and brought me downstairs to potty on the grass. However, they just won't let me loose from the crate or sleep in their bed. I eventually found my courage and I am proud to say I can be on my own now. The strange couple recently got me a new rawhide chew toy. I love gnawing on it all day. They also got me a rubber kong, but I'm not too sure about that -it smells funny. I guess these strange couple are my family now.