April 23

Puppy report for Monday, April 23.

Wow. I didn't realize it has been 10 days since my last post.

Kit got hurt last week. When I saw she was hurt, I ran over to give her lots of kisses. I hope it made her feel better. I love Kit. DB came to pick me up and take me home.

Kit didn't come for me the next day, and I was sad. But DM was home early! And we got to play a little bit. I still had lots of energy, though.

My dads took me to the beach on Saturday. I had lots of fun. I played with a yellow lab and we kept switching tennis balls. I rolled on a few smelly crab remnants. Yum! We played and played and played. Then we went home and I took a long nap.

On Sunday, DM took me for some long walks around the meadow, but I didn't get to go to the beach. My dads left me home so I could have a lazy Sunday and sleep. I slept most of the day. I kinda had to pee though, and finally DM came home. I love him. He took me to pee and then we played fetch in the backyard. Once when I was on my way back, I saw DB sneak up! I ran right to him and gave him lots of kisses and wagged my tail. I love him. Then the 3 of us played fetch (they tried to sneak some training in, too) for a while. The crazy lady came out and tried to talk to me. I ignored her. DM tried to also. Then it was DINNER TIME. I love dinner.

Then Kit came. I love Kit!! She was walking a little slow. I hope she feels better. Beth was there too!! I love Beth too.

I should be sleeping now. Gotta go...

But he'd love me

I would mention that today is Thomas Jefferson's birthday, which is sort of a holiday in our house.

But he didn't like dogs at all. Except for sheepdogs, because they worked. I could work, I guess, but I don't really want to.

So I won't mention his birthday. Even though I'm sure he'd love me.

A visit to Riley's house.

Last night my dads took me to Riley's house to play. YAY!

Riley's a snickerdoodle. She was my first friend in San Francisco. I like her house. She has a small pool in the backyard. There are plants and sometimes fishes in it, but I like to jump in anyway. I especially like the waterfall.

I got to eat my dinner there. It always smells yummy and meaty at Riley's house. I stole a hickry-flavord bullystick. My dads took it away after a while. Then I played keepaway with Riley. Riley's loud. She barks at me a lot. But I don't care. I just show her I have the ball and she tries to get it. Mostly by biting my face and growling. That makes me laugh and wag my tail. I like when she tries, but she never gets it unless I drop it. That way, she gets to think she's in charge. But I know she's not. I love Riley. Riley barks and growls to show she loves me, too.

I like going to Riley's house at night. More playtime. Sometimes I think Riley wonders why I'm there, since we play together almost every day with Kit. I love Kit. I sleep real good after going to Riley's house. This morning, I was so tired that I didn't get up 'til almost 7. Sometimes I wait for my dads to get me up. DM took me out. But I was SOOOO hungry. I peed quick and took him back home. Then I got breakfast!! I love breakfast.

Then I got to go out again, 'cause I had to poop alot. I waited just until DM was laying on the couch and seemed comfortable, then whined at him. We went out. Lots of poop this time.

When I poop I get to take a longer walk to the big grass circle. DM took me there. We passed people on the way back. I love people.

When we got back, DB was there. I love DB. Then I got to go in my house and DM put on show tunes for me. I love show tunes.

Kit should be here soon!!! I love Kit.

The end (?) of the tale of my tail.

Kit didn't take me home today. Instead, she took me to the parking lot on the hill where the doctors live. It's near the dirt park. When I got out of the truck, DB was there!!!!! I licked him all over the face. I love him. Then Kit said 'goodbye monkey' and I went for a walk with my dad. We went to see my friends at Animal Health Network. I knew we were going there because I was there a lot when I was little. And it always smells the same.

I like it there mostly. Except for the wierd cat smells. They confuse me a little. I always get lots of treats and hugs there. I'm usually a good girl. Sometimes if I'm scared I'll try to hide under the bench.

I weigh 64 pounds.

Doctor Lum held my tail, which he said didn't seem to bother me much. i heard him say that i seemed fine and didn't need more asperen. i also heard him say that my dads should keep my activity level low tomorrow, just to rest my tail and make sure. I hope that doesn't mean I won't see Kit tomorrow. I love Kit. the doctors always grab my paws and look at my ears and my teeth. i always say "No Moleste" but they never seem to understand.

We're in the car! I hope we're going to the beach. I think we're on the way home. That's OK. I'm very, very tired. It's past my nap time.

The middle of the tale of my tail.

Kit told DB that my tail was wagging normal, and that I was totally acting normal today.

I'm tired after playing all afternoon.

The beginning of the tale of my tail.

Puppy report for Wednesday, April 11.

I kinda hurt my tail on Sunday. Kit and my dads noticed that I wasn't wagging normally after Sunday.

Saturday was OK, but I didn't get to play alot. When my dads packed me up for the beach, I hopped in Blackjack, and we headed to Fort Fun, but then water started falling out of the sky. I was sad about the beach, but I don't like it so much when the skywater falls on me. At least got a nice long walk from Daddy Michael (DM). And later in the day, Daddy Bobby (DB) played with me outside. I love DB.

Sunday was great. My dads took me to Fort Fun, and I played fetch at the beach for over two hours. That's much longer than normal. Not too many interesting dogs though. I was more interested in fetching. And when I fetched good, I got REAL liver. Not the freeze-dried stuff. DM made real liver for me. YAY. He loves me alot. Real liver beats out other dogs, no question.

After we got home, I was sleeping in the yard, and then Biggie came out to play. Biggie is smaller than me. But I'm careful. DB let me out to play, but something smelled good. I went over to sniff, and decided to roll in a great-smelling pile of doodoo. Got it all over my neck. YAY.

But then my dads took me to the PetExpress for a bath. I don't like it there so much, but they make me go sometimes. My dads are nice to me and all, but I'd just rather be stinky. They try to bribe me so I'll be happier, but I won't eat treats in that tub. At least my dads buy me things afterwards, so I don't mind going through the motions.

Anyway, I'm not sure, but I think they're slipping pills into those yummy chewy liver treats. Maybe it's aspren (bufferd). My dads know I feel much better now, 'cause I'm wagging at 90% and knocking them in the face when they watch tv. I love doing that.

Kit's here!!!! Gotta go...