Hooray for Dogster HQ

I have been having trouble with my DogsterPlus subscription. It was due to expire on January 4th. Mom sent in the money to get it renewed, but mom was sick at Christmas so she didnt' get it sent as quickly as possible. Still, me and mom figured that plus would get renewed a little late, maybe a few days. Well, January 4th came and went and no plus. We waited a week and no plus. We waited another week. No plus. Mom checked the bank statement. No check for plus. So after waiting a little bit longer, mom contacted HQ.

HQ was soo helpful. They said they hadn't recieved the check but renewed my plus temporarially until they could sort it out.

Confidentially, mom was thinking that it had something to do with SAY media and new formats, etc. But, mom also thought it might be the post office. Many of the thank you cards that mom wrote for Christmas gifts were coming back Return to Sender, No Such Address, even though mom knew it was the right address.(She knows grandma's house number.)

Then yesterday mom got an email from HQ saying they found my check and all is well that ends well. Mom is happy that HQ is so polite and helpful and I am glad I have my Plus back so I can buy rosettes for all my friends.

I am the Mighty Hunter!

Ok, we get mice. Usually in October mice come in our house and try to live there. Mom and dad are pretty good at sealing up the mouse holes and when we go away on the GRAND TOUR mom lays down poison and the mice are gone by the time we get back.

I don't know if it's this strange weather or maybe the plumbers stirred something up but last night while mom and dad were asleep, I saw a mouse run across my living room.

Zoom! I was up and after it! I chased that mouse all over the house. I made enough noise that mean mom sort of woke up- twice! The first time she told me to settle down. The second time, she actually got out of bed to let me out. But I wasn't going out. I was going to catch the mouse.

I chased the mouse all over the house until he plopped over dead. I gave the mouse a heart attack! That still counts as being a mighty hunter!I am soo scary I scared the mouse to death.

When mom got up for real this morning the first thing she saw was the dead mouse in the hall. She said: "No wonder you were going crazy last night." And she got dad to throw the dead body out the door. (Although dad got up first and walked right passed the dead mouse twice and didn't see it until mom got up-or did he?)

So me and mom spent the day looking to see if there are any more mice in the house. We didn't see anything so that is good. But if there are more mice I know I can scare them to death. BOO!

Red Letter Day!

Well this has certainly been a red letter day. I think that means a good day.

It started out by me being a diary pick today! Hooray! Thanks everyone for the gifts and congratulations. It's most excellent and appriciated. And I sort of, kind of, finally, almost got my DogsterPlus back. According to HQ they never recieved mom's check, but they are giving us temporary plus until we can get it all sorted out. They thought maybe we sent it to the old address, but mom is sure she sent it to SAY media. So Dogster was nice enough to renew my plus.

But then mom turned mean. She and dad went out. Without me. They were going someplace that dogs weren't allowed. Why does mom insist on going places that don't allow dogs? She did say she would bring me a present when they got home. Sure mom I've heard that before.

Well, a few hours later I was awoken from my nap(I was guarding the house from all those dream monsters.) Someone was coming in the house. It was Little! Yes! Little! One of my top favorite people of all time! and following Little was Big! Hooray! Mom and dad took the boys out for brunch and they insisted on coming over and playing with me before they went back home.

We played some songs with the Fireband. And we played some wii. Then me and the boys went outside. And we ran. And ran. And ran. I got the zoomies and ran all over the yard. Little got the zoomies, too. And Big decided to run as well. We ran all over the front yard around the neighbors house back to our porch where we would jump off the porch and run around again. It was huge fun.

But then mom got mean and said it was time to go home. Big and Little asked if they could come over again tomorrow, but mom said they probably had to go to school and they probably had stuff after school. But mom promised that they could come over any time they weren't busy and maybe they could come over next weekend. I hope so.

But, all those zoomies made me sleepy. I am worn out.

Haunted House?!

My last entry was how I scared mom. (You are right, she deserved it for being so mean to me.) But last night something else happened that made me and mom think the house truly was haunted.

Usually at bedtime, it is mom who shuts up the house. You know, locks the doors,makes sure that I am not outside (I am not allowed to sleep outside all night, meanie mom), sets up the coffee pot for the morning,puts all the food away, turns off the lights, turns off the tv. Well you know, typical bedtime stuff. But, last night, mom was super tired so she went to bed early, leaving dad to shut up the house for bedtime.

Well, at about 4:30 this morning mom had to go(you know what I mean). So she wandered to the bathroom and realized that the house seemed a little bright. She didn't see any lights on, but investigated anyway. The TV was on. But, it wasn't on any regular channel. It was just all snowy like in that movie Poltergiest. Was someone trapped in the tv? There better not be cause mom turned the tv off and went back to bed.

When she got up in the morning, she thought it was weird. How did the tv get off the cable? Even if it was snowy, why couldn't mom hear the static? What was going on? Is the house haunted?

She asked dad what he thought. He said that when he went to bed the night before he couldn't find the remote so he just turned the tv off from the set. Except he didn't know what button to push so he just pushed them all and when he couldn't hear anything he went to bed. So he manually changed the channel so the tv wasn't on the cable setting and he manually turned the volume down, too.

This is why mom always shuts the house up.(Remember it was dad who forgot to make sure I had come in that one day and I got to spend the entire day outside while mom and dad were at work. My dad is supercool.)

I am a scary pup

Today, mom was in our music room-yes we have a music room. Mom and dad play many different instruments and they need a place to keep them all. A few years ago, in a fit of decorating extravaganza mom and dad painted the music room dark purple with a sky blue ceiling. It is mom's favorite room.

So anyway, mom was in the music room playing the keyboard (and not the piano-even though mom likes to play the piano, she also believes a piano is such a good piece of furniture and our piano is piled high with stuff, toys and candles and Christmas presents that mom hasn't put away yet. Well you get the point).

So anyway, anyway, mom was playing the keyboard. Nothing hard or challenging. She was just trying to clear her head. I came to listen to her play. Usually, I just come in and sit on the floor and listen for a while. But today, I went over to her left side and bumped her. Mom didn't hear me come in and when I bumped her, she yelled and jumped. She said I just about gave her a heart attack. So she stopped playing and petted me for a little while. Until I decided that maybe we should play outside. You know, sometimes a nice walk can clear your head,too mom.

New Pipes

Well, the plumbers are gone. I do not want to be a plumber because they have that huge vacuum truck. I do not want the plumbers to come back because even though they were nice guys, I never knew where they were. I could hear them talking and pounding but when I would go to the sound they were not there. Maybe they were ghosts. Mom said they were just under the house. And mom says not to worry, after all the work they did they better not need to come back for a long, long time. Well, we will see.

A lot of my pup pals are talking about snow. All I can say is Lucky. We are just getting rain. Lots and lots of rain. And thunder. And lightening. I enjoy a good storm and I have been trying to get mom to let me out in the rain but she says I am a crazy pup.

Dad went back to work. He still has amoania and me and mom were expecting him to come home early. But he stayed at work all day. Of course as soon as he came home he went to bed. Well, first he told mom that the front tire of the car needed some air and could she please blow it up? So mom had to put air in the car tire. While she was doing that I was chasing squirrels. I am going to get a squirrel one day.

Well that's about all that has been going on lately. Mom is still looking for a job, because The Prize Patrol has not yet come to our house and her number hasn't hit the lotto yet.

Mom's friend Teresa says we must be doing something right to have all this bad luck from the devil around us right now. Well, I heard the devil was lazy. Maybe he'll give up and find someone else to tempt.

Repairs are underway. Caution: Not for the Faint of Heart

Well, today the repairs on our broken house got started. The guys with the pump said they would be here the first thing in the morning, but apparently, they tell time the same way that plumbers do, because they didn't get here until almost 4:00 pm. Mom wishes she lived on plumber time because sometimes she would like her day to start at 3:00 in the afternoon. And you know, it's not only plumbers who don't respect time. It's doctors who schedule you for a 9:00am appointment but you know they don't come in until 11:00. It's cable people who say they be there between 8 and 10 and don't come until 2:00. What is it? Do people NOT know how to tell time. Do they not know what appointments mean? And if they are running late, can they not use their cell phones to call and let us know?

Gee, I am getting entirely off the subject. That's because I don't want to tell the scary part that happened when the pumping guys came. They came with a BIG Truck. Well, it looked like a big truck, but in actuality it was a BIG VACUUM CLEANER! They stuck the hoses from the "truck" into the crawl space and turned it on. And it sucked up everything like crazy. I was going to go outside and help them, but as soon as they turned the sweeper truck on, I ran into the house and sat right next to my daddy-safe and secure. You know my mean mom called these guys up, she arranged to have a HUGE GIANT VACUUM CLEANER TRUCK come to my house.

Then they left, but the plumber stayed. He was supposed to fix the one pipe. Only he needed to pull all the pipes. Something about leaks all over the place and not being up to code. This was the scary part for the humans. I don't care how much money they had to fork over to take care of the plumbing problem. Mom is still waiting for the people from publishers clearing house to come. Anyway, the plumber worked long into the night, but he didn't get done so he will be back first thing in the morning. Mom is expecting him around 5:00 (Pm!).

Now I am going to try to go to sleep, although I am sure I will have nightmares about giant vacuums all night. I will make sure to wake mom up every time I have a bad dream.

Broken House

Last time I wrote, I told you we had no heat. Well, mom found some space heaters. She found some reciepes of things to bake in the oven for a long time, so the house was warm while we waited for the heating guy to come.

The Heating Guy came and checked out the crawl space(where the heater is). He said the reason the heater wasn't running was because there was a leak and the heater was standing in about 6 inches of water. It's not that I have a mean mom, as previously stated,although I do have a mean mom. She didn't share anything from the oven yet. But, I digress....

Anyway, The Heating Guy can't fix the furnace until the Plumbers fix the leak. So mom called the Plumbers. They said they would be here the first thing this morning. Maybe they were on Pacific Tomorrow Land time because they got to our house at 3:00 in the afternoon!

The Plumbers found the leak but they couldn't fix it until it was pumped out and they didn't have a pump! So mom called the Pump Guy. She only spoke to the Pump Guy's son. He didn't know if they could do it or not. He needed to ask his dad. He didn't know where his dad was and he'd get back to us. But, he forgot to ask for our phone number so mom had to call back and give them our number.

So we have to wait for the pump guy and then the plumbers and then the heating guy. Mom said we are also waiting for the Publishers ClearingHouse Guys to pay for all these repairs.

And the weather has turned. It is thundering and lightening and raining and windy. This is my favorite type of weather, but mom will not leave the door open. She says we have to conserve heat. I think she is being mean.

But I don't think I will be looking out of the door during the storm because I have to take care of my daddy. He went to the doctor yesterday. He has amoania. Wait, pneumonia. So he is taking medicine and resting and trying to stay warm during all this house fixing. Poor Dad. Mean Mom isn't sharing any of her oven treats with him either. (She says it's hot, it needs to cool, blah, blah,blah...She is just plain ornery, mean and selfish).

Heat

You know I have the meanest mom in the world and now the heater agrees with me. It has stopped working. It is pretty warm outside so we didn't notice it right away. Mom turned the heater up to take the chill out of the house before dad came home from work. Mom likes it cold to match her cold, cold heart, but dad likes it nice and warm and since he has a bad cold mom was being nice to him. (Suspicious, I know). Anyway, she turned the heat up and the thermostat lit up but no heat came out of any vent anywhere. And of course mom didn't really notice the heating problem until it was late in the day. Sure the guy could come out tonight, but it would cost extra. So we are snuggling under blankets and drinking hot chocolate. At least me and dad are(well,no hot chocolate for me). We have the first appointment of the morning. Mom is keeping her fingers crossed that the repair is in the budget, because it is a few days short of payday.

Speaking of paydays, I still haven't got my PLUS back and I know it's been at least 10 days since we sent the check. What's up with that? I guess I'll have to make mom call HQ tomorrow to see what the problem is. Maybe HQ agrees that mom is mean, too. But, having a mean mom is no reason to punish me!

Neighborhood Watch

This morning when I was outside doing my business and watching for squirrels and making sure the kids got to school ok, I noticed something out of place.

There was a man on the roof of our neighbor's house. And it was not Santa. He climbed right in the window. I ran off my porch and into my neighbor's driveway barking all the way. I think it was a burglar,sneaking into the nieghbor's house.

My mean mom said that it was the neighbor. But, why would he climb on the roof of the house and go into the window. Why wouldn't he just go in through the door. Mom said he was probably taking down his Christmas lights. But, I don't think so.

I was all wound up about it for the entire day, sure that everyone I saw was up to something. My mean mom kept telling me to relax already. I wonder what she will say when I hear a burglar at 2:30 and won't be satisfied until I wake mom up so I can go outside to make sure.