The Groomer!

She did it -- I can't believe Mom actually did it! I'm so upset with her...

Yesterday, she left me at the VET...and today she took me to the GROOMER! How rude.

When she came home in the middle of the day, I knew what was going on. So you know what I did? I went and tried to hide in the back of my crate. I refused to come out of it, too. Mom had to crawl in there and pull me out. I was NOT going to willingly go to the groomer! I showed her...

The VET!

I should have known something was going on this morning when Mom asked me if I wanted to go for a ride. She took me to the VET and then she LEFT ME THERE!!!

I'm a doggie pin cushion. They poked my leg with a needle and then gave me some food. So I thought things were all good. Wrong answer. They waited a while and then they poked me in the leg again! Ouch.

I was so happy to see Mom when she came to get me...even if I am a bit ticked at her for leaving me there. What's next...the groomer?!?!

Arthur Itis

My leg has been ouchy lately. It hurts to walk, so this morning I just refused to go potty outside. Mom kept trying to make me, but I wouldn't have anything to do with that.

She says that my leg is ouchy because of Arthur Itis bothering it with the colder weather. I have absolutely no idea who that is. The only doggy that I hang out with is my cousin Hoss, and Mom and I don't hang out together with her people friends very often 'cause she's so busy. So who on earth is Arthur Itis and what did I do to HIM?!

Squirrel Attack!

A squirrel tried to KILL me this morning!!! I was almost viciously attacked!

o.k. Well, maybe it wasn't technically a "vicious attack," but a squirrel did try to dive-bomb me with a nut. The stupid thing actually THREW a nut at me from way up in a tree! Can you believe that?! The nut landed less than a foot away from my little head.

I hardly ever chase squirrels. I wonder if that one had me confused with another doggie...

Lots of Trips to the Vet

Mom had a stay-home day today. I don't think she was feeling very good. I'm just glad she let ME stay home, too, 'cause you know what she did last week and this week? She took me to the doggie doctor for FIVE days in a row! How rude!

On two days she actually left me alone there all morning. I've been so poked and prodded that it ain't funny. Dr. Rebecca and Dr. Curt are nice and stuff, but nobody likes to be stuck at the vet.

Now Mom's making me take pills. She seems pretty sad about something, too. I don't know what, though, 'cause I feel fine. She said I have bad liver problems, whatever that means. I just give her some extra kisses when she gets so sad.

I Hate Leaves

My Mom absolutely loves the fall because of the cooler temperatures and the pretty colors. I won't argue about the temperatures -- summer is just TOO hot for me. I can't see many of those colors she's always talking about, though. The tops of those trees are pretty high up there, and I've got some short little legs. By the time the leaves are on my level, they're crunchy and brown.

I know that "hate" is a pretty strong word, but I think it accurately describes my feelings towards leaves. I know I've complained about them before, too. But here's an official list on why I don't like leaves...maybe you'll see where I'm coming from...

1. They're crunchy and scratchy under my little paws.
2. The crunching sound scares me sometimes, especially when someone else steps on them near me.
3. I can't feel the ground when I walk through them.
4. I can't figure out what's under the leaves. I might be missing something that I need to check out.
5. They're impossible to sniff through.
6. They're just in the way. I'm a busy doggie and I don't need the additional challenge.
7. They get stuck in the fur on my face when I try to sniff stuff on the ground.
8. They get stuck in my floppy ears when I try to sniff stuff on the ground.
9. They get stuck in the fur on my little legs when I have to walk through them.
10. Sometimes they hurt when they get stuck like that. Mom has to help pull them off of me.
11. Sometimes Mom thinks I look funny when I have leaves stuck to me. How rude.
12. When they're wet, they stick to me in even more places.
13. When I try to pee on something, the leaves get in the way and block my target.
14. If I do pee on them near my target, they just blow away. Thus, I can't leave my mark where I want to.
15. When I get near a leaf that another doggie has peed on, I end up getting the pee-pee on me. That ain't cool.
16. The rattling sound scares me when they blow in the wind.
17. I can't figure out where the rattling is actually coming from, so I have to be on guard more than usual.
18. And when it's windy...PROJECTILE LEAF MISSILES! I swear they all aim right for me.

That's a good start for my list. I wish someone around here would rake...

Why Is Mom So BUSY?!?!

Mom's been hogging the computer lately. She's SO RUDE! She says she has to have it so that she can do her homework. She doesn't understand that I need time to update my blog. Doggies have online needs, too.

Then she tells me that she has to study so that she can graduate and get another job so we can get a nice, big yard for me. She says I can have my very own trees to pee on and my very own yard where no other doggies can go potty.

When I was a puppy I had a yard at my old home. That was before Mom adopted me. There were lots of other doggies there, though. (They didn't like me...those big bullies.) Anyway, I like yards. Grandma's yard is really, really cool.

But Mom's too busy with school and homework. I don't get nearly enough attention anymore. I pottied in my crate yesterday just to prove my point. A yard someday would be cool...but I want more time with Mom NOW!