In her real home. She found one, all sudden-like, the day after she pushed me in the pool. I kissed her goodbye like I always do in the morning, but the lady came home by herself, and I didn't understand.
And then the lady and the Man reminded me about "grad-u-ation" and "adoption," and I was sad and then I was happy, and then I made a video for my first time. The lady said another puppy is coming tomorrow. I wonder how many legs that one will have.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
I fell in the pool
I fell in the pool tonight. The foster people say that every foster has done it in the first week, and that I set a all time record for waiting 6 weeks to do it. Sweet Pee and me were playing in the dark. Sweet Pee pushed me in.
She says she did it 'by accident,' but I don't think she's as sweet as everyone says anymore. The lady had to bring me out because my legs are so short, and she says the pool was "scary cold," but all I know is that it got everywhere and it felt like when I go outside in the morning but all over instead of just my feet. These are my pool puddles.
She says she did it 'by accident,' but I don't think she's as sweet as everyone says anymore. The lady had to bring me out because my legs are so short, and she says the pool was "scary cold," but all I know is that it got everywhere and it felt like when I go outside in the morning but all over instead of just my feet. These are my pool puddles.
Robin, would you like me to get a wonderful and funny picture of you dripping so you can post it on your blog? Wouldn't that just be precious? Oh, dear foster lady, you read my mind! That would be superb. I'll just wait patiently here for you to get the camera ready and pretend that I am enjoying the fact that I can't feel my toes anymore.
Then, after the photo shoot, I got to play with my food toy. That was good. But I'm steering clear of Sweet Pee for tonight. And I'm not going outside at all. Sorry foster lady.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
So Good
I'm "so good" because I play nicely with Sweet Pee and Penny and Chlo-wee and before this place, with Elliot and Josephine and my fave friend Winnie. And also because I don't potty in the house anymore and only sometimes look real close at the kitchen counter for sweets, and I keep myself very busy if there are toys around.
And I'm a much better cuddler than "The Ancient One."
I don't have a big head, but you should also know how I sit nicely, and lay down all fancy-like. I can do a 'roll over for treats' and a 'touch,' and sometimes I can 'wait' if the sweet goodie isn't calling my name too bad. I also can con-centrate and look very wise and show my foster lady that I am a grown-up and deserve grown-up things like not being in my crate when they are gone and not told to "shush" when I sing my songs.
When I told my foster people how good I am, they both looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. I looked around too, and I saw some of my very special toys (like shoes and socks and re-mote controls high up because they are only for my private time when the foster police aren't around. I can get to them, you know). They told me to show you this video because sometimes if I don't get a goodie when it's my turn to have one, I say "gimmee" with my nose. To be very honest with you...I think I was set up. You'll see.
And I'm a much better cuddler than "The Ancient One."
I don't have a big head, but you should also know how I sit nicely, and lay down all fancy-like. I can do a 'roll over for treats' and a 'touch,' and sometimes I can 'wait' if the sweet goodie isn't calling my name too bad. I also can con-centrate and look very wise and show my foster lady that I am a grown-up and deserve grown-up things like not being in my crate when they are gone and not told to "shush" when I sing my songs.
When I told my foster people how good I am, they both looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. I looked around too, and I saw some of my very special toys (like shoes and socks and re-mote controls high up because they are only for my private time when the foster police aren't around. I can get to them, you know). They told me to show you this video because sometimes if I don't get a goodie when it's my turn to have one, I say "gimmee" with my nose. To be very honest with you...I think I was set up. You'll see.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
The Roll Over King
That's me. My foster lady showed me how to do a "roll over for treats" awhile ago, but if she wants to show me again, that's okay. Did I tell you I don't have to eat that rice and slimy cottage cheese slush food anymore? Hooray! Now I get fishy-smelling goodies for my food and get eensy sausage goodies for rolling around on the ground like I do with Sweet Pee.
She says I am the "Roll Over King," and the Nice Mister did a video because he was so proud. See?
She says I am the "Roll Over King," and the Nice Mister did a video because he was so proud. See?
Monday, December 27, 2010
Can't get enough
Sweet Pee and me are happy. She told me she doesn't miss her leg much anymore, and actually, without it, I can move and jump and tumble around her much easier. I told her that I think she is much more fun with 3 legs anyway.
We got the "A-OK" to play tonight for real, and it was so exhausting! I stayed on the floor a lot because she is just a baby, remember? And, it's only fair this way.
And remember when I told you that I hate my crate because it has ALONE time and I would sing my sad songs about it? Well, not anymore. This is me in Sweet Pee's crate after playing. The foster people put Sweet Pee in the front room because they have to watch her to make sure she's not licking her lost leg. I think that I would like to be in the front room too, even if I have to be in a crate after playing because the foster lady needs a "piece of quiet" for awhile. Ahhhh...joy.
We got the "A-OK" to play tonight for real, and it was so exhausting! I stayed on the floor a lot because she is just a baby, remember? And, it's only fair this way.
And remember when I told you that I hate my crate because it has ALONE time and I would sing my sad songs about it? Well, not anymore. This is me in Sweet Pee's crate after playing. The foster people put Sweet Pee in the front room because they have to watch her to make sure she's not licking her lost leg. I think that I would like to be in the front room too, even if I have to be in a crate after playing because the foster lady needs a "piece of quiet" for awhile. Ahhhh...joy.
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Sunday, December 26, 2010
A puppy after my own heart
This blog is about me, but I have so many friends that come over, and they told me if I put photos of them on my blog they would give me sweet goodies. Chlo-wee from yesterday smuggled in chicken softie treats (and I only get rice and cottage cheese right now because the foster lady says my bottom "needs it,"), so I also need smuggled in softie treats.
Today I got to play with someone I think is very special. Her name is Sweet Pea. The Humane Society didn't want to leave her all by her lonesome on Christmas so they asked the foster people to take her home, and she is like a little present to me. She's waiting for a home too. I call her Sweet "Pee" because she does this a lot (she's still a baby), and I love to do that right on top of hers.
She has 3 legs. But I am still more bouncy than her even though I have 4.
She's on pain med-i-ca-tion for her lost leg, so she's a little slow, and I can't wait until she is normal again because I think we will have the best time together. She already knows how to get ready to play...(and see how I do this by making my cheeks all smooshy and laying down?)
And then she knows about rolling and nuzzling in necks...(I try to make this easy for her because she only has 3 legs)
Today I got to play with someone I think is very special. Her name is Sweet Pea. The Humane Society didn't want to leave her all by her lonesome on Christmas so they asked the foster people to take her home, and she is like a little present to me. She's waiting for a home too. I call her Sweet "Pee" because she does this a lot (she's still a baby), and I love to do that right on top of hers.
She has 3 legs. But I am still more bouncy than her even though I have 4.
Sweet Pee is a puppy after my own heart because I am a party machine and I can play for many hours without a water break. And the foster people just don't quite understand the rolling and nuzzling and chewing that is involved in playing for real (believe me, I've tried doing this with them and they always make me stop and "take a chill pill"). But now with Sweet Pee, I can do all of these things. Because we both got a second chance, and that's so nice.
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