The Police Came here!

Wow, you wouldn't believe what can happen in just a few minutes. Herself goes next door to see the lady that calls me Wiggy, but she didn't take me. Now she figures since she won't be gone long I don't have to go in my room, which is nice. Maybe she thinks I am getting to be a big boy. Well, out she goes and puts the alarm on as usual. The dang thing could near to render you deaf. Anyhow, she forgot to turn off the motion sensor. So it's my house so I walk around and the dang thing begins screaming. Scared the tar out of me. Then somebody dressed all in blue comes in the front door and looks all over the house. They even went upstairs. Which was kinda good, cause they opened all the closed doors and left them open. This means I can get in where I am not supposed to go, but I did anyway. I found a neat sock that I played with until herself got home. She was puzzled that the doors upstairs were open. Then the phone rang and she goes "oh my word. It was my fault cause I forgot about the motion sensor. I'm sorry."
I didn't like that screaming thing but it was nice to get into forbidden rooms.

The Price of Being Beautiful

Can you believe it? They put me on a diet. A diet! That's not fat it's muscle. Big deal I weigh more than most of my kind. So are all people the exact same size? I don't think so. At least she still lets me have my ice cream. Not so much but some. Better than nothing.
Well, this part of the year is not Mom's favorite but I don't think she minds it as much as last year. We got some great neighbors. The lady from across the street just vacuumed the front yard and took up all the leaves. She has this huge machine that sucks them up just like they were lint on a carpet. And I know about lint. If you scratch your claws against a carpet it forms little balls of lint. I don't bother to taste them anymore. I tried it once and it was yucky.
I guess the only thing I really do to bug mom is steal things. I won't keep them I just redesign them. Just munch on them till they are in a mangled ball (No matter what it is I can make a ball.) The ball is much easier to handle, you'd think she would appreciate my efforts. But it bugs her and she chases me all around the house till she tricks me into dropping it. But I do my best to keep her on her toes. She used to yell, and it scared me, so I would drop whatever it was. But I got wise to that and now she has to really trick me. Today was the topper though. I found a plastic thing in her office and she didn't see me get it. So she sneaks up on me and lunges. I got away but then she goes for my leash. Not fair, that means a ride or a trip to the doctor (which I love because they fuss over me and I like that). Just went to the doctor so that means a ride. Right? Nooo, she put on the leash and then went to retrieve what I stole. Okay, I was naughty but that was so not fair.

Missed you guys

It's been some time since I last posted. Herself has been working on a new book and I'm lucky if she remembers to feed me. The green stuff outside is now covered with brown and orange things. They dance in the wind and when you put them in your mouth, they crunch. They don't taste great, but I love to do it anyway. The only real problem is Mom won't let me bring them in the house. Last week though I brought in a few each time I went out and stashed them under the dining table. She went nutz when she found them. Asked me if I was setting up a compose pile, whatever that is. But I love to do things that bug her. I don't really think she minded the leaves ( that's what she calls the crunchy things) but the bugs on the leaves she wasn't so fond of.
I've gotten a little bigger I'm up to 13 pounds which I guess is heavy for a dog like me. I don't care though, I'm still small enough to fit in her lap.
She still gets sad and I try to sit on her head but I guess I am a little too big for that. At least that is what she says when I do it. She crunched her toes a couple of weeks ago, broke three of them. I wish she would watch where she is going, she's always breaking something.

April where did you go?

It seems like forever since I blogged. Mom was laid up. I feel like it is my fault since it was my carrier she fell on. But, she still loves me.
It was like in the middle of the night, she got up to go to the bathroom. Then when she comes back to bed she knelt on what she thought was the bed. But it wasn't, just thin air and she came down with a crash. Bent the carrier all to heck..
She knew it was on her left side and she never hurts her left side. Don't ask me why that's just what she says.
Come morning she's still hurting and she tells Casey. Casey has a fit, "why didn't you call me?" So she comes and picks us up. The trip was near the end, so we cooled it. Mom was still hurting so she and the grandkids went for a walk.
She couldn't drive, so how were we going to get home. Casey's place is nice but I like my house better.
Well, Casey drove Mom, Billy and me home. Great huh? Well Casey makes her go to the doctor. Then the bottom fell out of everything. Mom's in the hospital and I get to stay with Kelly and Ken and Scar. Not my finest hour. Come back next week and I'll tell you the rest of the story

looong trip

Wow, what a trip? Me and the kid with the white stick took a trip with Mom. Talk about long. I thought we would never stop. Rode for a long time finally stopped and saw a bunch of kids at a resturant. Mom walked me and Billy went inside to go potty, I just went outside and then she went in while Billy stayed with me.
We did a lot of things. I tried to play with Nik's (he's Mom's grandson) cat. The stupid thing didn't understand I just wanted to play. I suppose if we had to live together we would get along in time. But thank God we don't have to. She's all right but real bossy.
Mom went shopping with Casey and they bought a lot of stuff. When they came back to Casey's house they all left me in my room and went out to get some food. Everything was going on fine, then Mom goes and hurts herself. She fell on my room. Man what a bruise, dang thing was purple and ugly. She really hurt herself. It hurts her to move. So tomorrow we are going home! Yeah, Casey is going to drive us. Then she is going to be at our house for a while. Going back on the train. I guess Mom doesn't really like traveling and frankly I am glad. I don't like it either way. Either she sends me to the Pet Resort (which is not so resorty) or my room gets moved all over the place. We are going to our house, we are going to our house. Can't wait till we get home and on my own couch and I can go out without a leash. I hope we have a swift and safe trip back. Talk to you when I get rested up.

Pet Resort

Wow, what a weekend. She left me, she dared to do that! I cannot believe it. She never leaves me. Well, all in all it wasn't too bad. They had some nice folks there, food was good and I met some other dogs.
Coming back home today was such a relief. I think she was just as frazzled as I am. I don't know about you but I am not really fond of change. I had my own blanket but not my own room. This thing was big and loud. Nothing worse than a barking dog. Not the guys just talking, but those little yippy things. You would think they would have sore throats, but they just keep it up. Dummies.
It's good to be back in my own room with my own blanket and no background noises.
Mom is so tired today. I guess I'll get to share some nap time with her. I know she has planned a lot of work on the computer, but I think she'll rest a lot. I don't care as long as I get to be on her lap.

New Tricks in the Snow

Hi Folks,
Been a liittle while. Mom is working herself to the bone. Shes real excited about going to some conference this coming weekend. She's sending me to a Dog Resort. At least that's what she tells me. I think she may be pulling my leg a bit.
Well anyhow I learned something new. Because I am short in the legs but long in the body, I realized I have more height if I stand on my back legs and reach up. You already know I don't like walking in the white stuff, but if I stand on my back legs and reach up on the evergreen bushes I can taste it. Man it is almost like ice cream. It is cold on your tongue, but it is really good. Mom says I look like a giraffe, which is funny cause she doesn't believe in giraffes.
I stole one of her new boots this morning and boy did she get pissed. Told me I was bad and said that was the second pair I ruined. What ruined? I was just breaking them in for her. She is way too serious and now it is harder to make her laugh. When she gets the angry eyes, that is a good time to pretend to sleep. I guess I look like an angel when I sleep. Anyhow she should remember to close the closet door, like Bill told her to. I'm just trying to make sure she does what he said.
Now if I am very good, she lets me sit on her desk while she writes as long as I don't try to kiss her all over. She uses some lotion or soap that makes her hands taste yummy.
Come back soon and I'll tell you all about the Dog Resort

This is a tough job

I guess I didn't think this job would be as tough as it is. I have to get up in the morning, she opens the door to my room and I leap out for a stretch and wait while she gets on her coat. I don't really need her to watch me pee, but it gets her out of the house at least once. I'll be glad when the green stuff is back, cause then we can go for walks. The white stuff makes everything too cold and my hair is very short and doesn't really keep me warm. So then she gives me treats, neat deal, pee and get a treat. Works for me.
She eats her breakfast, the same dang thing everyday. Cup of tea and a Toaster Strudle, raspberry flavor. They are all right but I like her supper food better. Meat, shrimp, pasta and my favorite, lasagna. She then goes into the office, never changes, every day eat, go to office. At least I get to see some different things in this room. I can get right up on her desk. She even put a pillow up there so I won't get cold on the glass top. It's great, I get to see who is going out and who is walking their dogs. Lucky dogs but they all have long hair. They probably hate the green time as they are too hot. Besides cold is better for cuddling.
Gotta tell ya. Mom, gets some beauty stuff from the daughter of the lady who lives across the street and the lady always gives Mom a special favor. Well, this time when she came over and left a stick that Mom puts up to her lips. Well, she always wears some goop on her lips and I don't usually pay attention, but this one smells like chocolate. And it tastes good too. I love to kiss her, especially when she wears the chocolate.

Widget's Tail

Things are winding down in my duties to Bill. Though she still mourns Bill and I am sure she will never cease, she and I have to get down to the business of living. This winter is long and confining. I was just getting her to go out every day when this dang white stuff came along. It's cold and wet and not fun to walk in. She prefers the season as she likes to sit and write and sometimes in the evening, rather than turn on the picture box, she just reads. Which is fine by me, she lets me sit in her lap as long as I don't try to kiss her neck.
She has this green thing that looks like a book, but it isn't like her other ones. They must have lots and lots of stories in that thing, cause it's like her favorite. I don't know why it is so special, but whatever makes her happy is fine by me.
When I have to go out, I have to touch that white stuff and I hate it. But I am a big boy now and don't go in the house. She's so proud. Anyway, sometimes the guys at the back fence bark at me and I try to go way back there, but man is that stuff hard to run in. It creeps up around your legs and almost holds you in place. I'll be glad when they bring back the green stuff. It's warmer and much more fun to run in. Besides, it is better for my favorite thing, digging. I can't wait till I can dig up some of the bones I buried, if I can remember where I put them.
That groundhog thingy says six more weeks of winter, hope he's right cause more than that I don't want to do.

I'm helping her, really

This weather is as poopy as I used to be. Before the snow was deep and Mom would shovel a path for me, but now it's a little warmer and the snow has melted a bit. When you walk where she shoveled its all mud and when I jump on the glass door it leaves muddy paw prints. I think it's kind of a nice design, but she is forever taking the prints off.
I got a new place to sit when she is writing. She cleaned off a whole side of her desk and put a pillow up there for me. It's neat I can sleep on the pillow or just look out the window. The stuff that goes on at this side of the house is much different that the back side of the house. Here you see people and sometimes other dogs and cars. The man across the street drives his up and down the street all day.
I don't think I would want a car. The only place they take me is to Kenny's house or the doctor. I like Kenny's house cause that is where Scar lives, but I don't like the doctor's so much. Sometimes they poke me with a needle and that's not too bad but I hate it when they grab my paws and snip off the nails. Cripes sake I bit most of them down, but I have to keep some of them long so I can open the door to the bathroom. She can't go in there alone. It's dark and small and I don't think she should be alone. She needs me to protect her. Bill would want it that way.

Another Year!

Wow, I can't believe another year has gone by. It was only yesterday I was still a pup. It was kind of a tough year for Mom, but she's doing okay. The most significant thing for me was the white stuff. I don't mind it as much as I did when I first saw it, but that stuff is nasty. It's cold and if you are as short as I am walking through it is not fun. However it tastes okay and I like how it bunches up on my snout when I walk through it. But most of the time it is way too deep. Mom shovels a path for me to potty, so I guess I can put up with it. I'll be glad when it is gone for awhile cause I like going through leaves much more than snow. Leaves make crackling sounds and snow is way too silent. I love noise especially if I am making it.
I just figured out how to get on Mom's desk. Not just my paws all of me. I can see out the window the lady across the street is using some machine to move snow. Geeze, she's all bundled up like she was at the North Pole. Maybe it's real cold out there, I only stay out long enough to empty. Mom doesn't like outdoors too much and when the white stuff is here I agree with her.
As I am getting older I find some of the things I liked to do as a pup are just not as much fun as they used to be, but I still love teasing Mom. She gets hyper when I take pens or paper. Pens crunch when you bite them and depending on the kind of paper it makes neat sounds when you tear it. and she runs after me and never can catch me. She has to trick me to catch me. She'll give me a treat to make me drop the pen or paper. She is so easy to fool. I don't care about the pen or the paper, but I do love treats. And she thinks I'm the one that's trained. LOL