This morning we did the thing I hate the most — my family took me and Mazi in the car to Mona’s, the Pet Groomer.
First of all, I don’t like to leave my house.
Second, I don’t like car rides.
Third, in the car Mazi and I share a very small space while Dad drives and Mom tries to keep us calm.
Mom sat in the back seat with Mazi and Dad held me while he drove (because I am so little). Mazi was very whiney. I knew there was something wrong with her, but they just weren’t understanding what she needed. They thought she was just nervous about the car ride. Mom kept saying “oh Mazi, you have the stinkiest farts!”, and Dad kept driving.
Finally, I wiggled out of Dad’s arms and got in the back seat and into Mom’s arms too, and smelled Mazi’s behind. I hoped they would understand….. Mazi needed to go outside and poop. But before we knew it, there she went! Right on the back seat! Oh, was it SMELLY!! Dad got the car to the side of the highway as quickly as he could, stopped the car and let Mazi out. Mom found a plastic grocery bag in the back seat and cleaned up the worst of Mazi’s mess, and then put napkins over the rest of it untill it dries. It’s too bad — Dad’s car is very nice, and has not had any big spills or stains before now.
After that, Mazi calmed down, and so did I. That is, until we got to Mona’s. We walked in the door of her store and there was a big scary dog there. And then, the dog was gone behind the counter. Very strange. The next thing I know, Dad is giving me to Mona, and I am behind the counter. It’s a scary place! There are other animals back there, and lots of messy fur lying around, and equipment that looks like it’s going to hurt me. Mona is pretty nice, but I prefer my family, and her store is a creepy place.
Thank goodness Mona clipped my toenails, gave me a quick bath & wrapped me in a towel and handed me right back to my Mom. I got to come home with my parents. Poor Mazi had to stay there. I hope she will come home again. If she doesn’t, I will really miss her. Even if she does make a smelly mess once in awhile.
Well, it’s another Sunday. Our Christmas & New Year’s holidays are officially coming to an end.
The family’s vacations from work are over. Dad went back preach at the little church he serves this morning. Last night he said, “well, I’ve got to set the alarm clock again.” He has a different job during the week, so he’ll be busy with that starting tomorrow. It was strange for him to leave the house all dressed up in a suit this morning, after being able to stay with me in regular clothes for the past two weeks.
Mom went back to work last Monday. But after two days, she was home again and not feeling very well. She said something about having a “stomach bug.” I didn’t see any bugs, even though I kept looking. I don’t like bugs….they make me nervous. I did notice that she didn’t eat very much. As a matter of fact, she hardly ate at all for a few days. So there were a lot less crumbs for Mazi and me to look for. That’s no fun.
I don’t know what’s going on with the younger daughter. Some kind of drama with her friends. All I know is I stay out of the way and let Mazi sit next to her and cuddle with her, because if I do, she just tries to pick goop out of my eyes. And that annoys me.
I think Mom is feeling better today. She’s laughing and joking around more. And she has been working on some art projects. She uses this stuff called Modge Podge that’s really smelly — so when she brings it out, I get under my covers so I don’t have to smell it.
That’s all for now. Ruff-ruff!
Ok, I know I’m cute.
Sometimes my sisters think they should dress me up like a little doll.
As if it weren’t traumatizing enough just getting the tree up!
I’m a little emotional today. Could be the holiday whatevers.
Or it could be the change in routine.
Exhausting. Going to bed.
Tis Christmas Eve eve
and all through the house
the grown-ups are snoring
and I hear a mouse.
There are packages and paper
all over the floor;
and I’m confused.
what to expect anymore?
My family seems happy….
they are eating a lot.
More people come over,
I wish it would stop.
I like my routine…..
I don’t like to share.
But I guess if I’m lucky some
I’ll get extra love & care.
A few special treats,
maybe they’ll hold me a bit more.
Oh well, Christmas only comes once
a year — Ruff-ruff for yours!
Merry Christmas, everybody!
I’m a little embarassed ….but I’m going to tell you about this, because you and your dog should know it’s a possibility. And when Mom and I were watching TV this morning, there was a story about dogs and periodontal disease. So, I thought I should tell you my experience.
About 5 years ago, when I was 7, I went to the Veterinarian to have my teeth cleaned. When I woke up, I didn’t have most of my teeth! The Vet said that he barely touched my teeth, and they just fell out. My parents were very upset, and of course I was too.
Now I have to have my food softened with water before I can eat it. And my tongue hangs out of my mouth a lot of the time. My mouth definitely doesn’t look as cute as it used to. The worst part — if I had to defend myself against a predator, I would not be able to! It’s very scary. Fortunately, my family keeps me safe and would never let anybody or anything hurt me if they could help it. I’m so glad they protect me.
So now you know my most embarassing feature. My mom learned how important regular dental check ups are for me and my sibling dog, Mazi……just like they are for people. If you have a dog in your family, we both want you to know it’s important.
Time for dinner now.
Something funny is going on.
Mom & Dad have been coming in the house with
bags full of things that are not food.
Yesterday, they gave me a new blankie.
It’s red and green and white striped’; it’s little, like me.
That means noone else will use it.
🙂 I like that.
Things were different in my house today. Dad left the house early, and he was gone all day. He is usually home with me and Mazi. Mom was home most of the day, but she was busy. I wanted some attention from her, but she either had her computer on her lap or she was moving around the house doing stuff. So I stayed curled up in my blankets most of the day.
There were a lot of noises outside though! Mazi and I hate that! We both try to ask what’s going on, but we just get yelled at – I guess humans don’t like barking very much. But it’s the only way we have to communicate! “Be quiet,” or “it’s ok, lay down,” the folks say. The problem is, we have very sharp hearing, and we know there are things happening outside the house that might hurt our family and us. We are trying to protect our home. WHY DOESN”T ANYONE LISTEN TO US???
Anyway, I’m exhausted tonight. I usually am after a day of noisy activity in the neighborhood. I mean really, can’t the neighbors keep the noise down? It’s bad enough that the mailman comes to the house everyday – but this extra stuff is too much for me.
The picture I’m posting is of me finally getting some lap time with my Mom. It makes me feel so much better to sit on her lap and just know that she is here to comfort and love me. I know I have a big personality, but I’m still only 5 pounds. And although I’m a pretty mature dog, I still need my mom to let me know that everything is going to be alright.