December 27th 2015 10:14 am
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It is with a very heavy heart that I have to tell my friends that my First Mom has gone to the bridge. She was very ill and I stayed with her everyday right on the bed. We had a very special bond, even though she would come in and out of my life depending on where she was working. It is also very difficult for my mom and brother Hammy. We are all very sad, missing her. She gave the best belly rubs and picked my sleep boogies every day. We all hope she is now free from pain and enjoying a reunion with her first Scottie Mitchell and bunny Skid. Hoping our hearts start healing soon.
September 6th 2013 12:31 pm
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Wow I got a package in the mail. I haven’t gotten any mail since Santa paws time last year. This is exciting. Mum who is it from? Duncan it is from Canada, your pal Zaidie. See it has maple leaves all over the package. Oooooh, quick open it, open it I want to see! Me too, me too! Don’t push Hammy, it’s addressed to me. Back up boys or nobody will get to see anything. Sorry Mum, back up Hammy she has the scissors out. I lost enough fur last week at the groomer. Wow two more packages to open and what is that? Duncan you should know what that is, it’s a Tam. Something from the country of your origin, Scotland. It’s a hat that they wear. Not sure exactly how it will fit with your ears, maybe if you lowered them to the sides a bit it would fit better. Mum I don’t want that on my head, give that to Hammy. He wears hats and there are pictures to prove it. Okay Hammy we’ll try that on a little later, alright with you? Mum please get to the big package with my name on it. Calm down Duncan I’m opening it. See the nice paper with the dogs all over it. It’s a squirrel! A big stuffed squirrel. Mum can I have it now. I want to play with it. Sure but don’t go far it is a supervised toy. I know how you like to de-stuff toys and this one is too nice to ruin in one session. There is a note on the package telling you this is your prize for winning the First Ever Z-pup Contest. Remember when you barked about the big grease spot on Zaidie’s back from under the car/truck? Oh look, this other package says it is for the brother of the winner. Hammy this is for you. What is it Mum? Let’s see, it is a skunk, but not a smelly one. In fact this one is very special, it has a squeaker that I can’t hear but you can. So you can take this and run around and squeak all you can it won’t bother me a bit. That is a great present. Mum this is wonderfur. Can we get more stuff in the mail tomorrow? Mum will put a picture up soon of our goodies.
August 4th 2013 12:19 pm
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It's been forever since either of us had a chance to bark. Mum got a new one of those job things. The first week or two were great, she left later in the morning and got home earlier. Then she said it got "busy". That meant she still left somewhat later but got home at the old time or later. And to add to that imposition on our new schedule, she had to do the work thing a few hours here at home on the weekends. That never happened at the "old" job. But she says she likes this work better, it's closer to home, more treat money and makes her use her brain again. She had the old job down so well she had time to take our dictation and put our thoughts down fur all to read. So we have had to wait, and wait and wait. It finally has slowed down. Today we get to bark or I will get to bark. Hammy, His Honor, will get the next opportunity.
I guess I had better go back to Spring to bring you all up to date. My first Mom had gotten a new job and was going to move about 45 minutes away. The commute to that job was just too far from our house. I was very sad. I had lost her once fur 2 years and now she was going to leave me again. I would still have Mum & Hammy but it's especially nice when the thunder boomers hit to have 2 peeps so each have someone to cuddle. Can't have them scared and shaking after all. But her new job wasn't working out. (I think she just couldn't stand the thought of leaving us.) So she left and came home. That same day in early May Mum heard from the place she had interviewed at 3 weeks before. They offered her the job. Mum gave notice 2 days later and her old job asked her to reconsider. But the way she sees it, If I get to the point of looking, something isn't right and why would I stay knowing that isn't going to change. So she said no and they let her go that day. We had a week + 2 days together before she started the new job early. Meanwhile my first Mom has been looking for work. She has been home with us fur a few of months now. The job market is starting to open up here and she has interviews scheduled for this coming week. Plus the place she left in April wants her back, but that is just contractor work and she really wants a fulltime "real" job. So we will see. That's all the peep news.
Hammy & I have been enjoying having a fulltime door person to let us come & go to the yard and dispense treats on our return. The weather this summer has been unusual. Way too wet and often too hot. This is the wettest summer on record for the Philadelphia area and it's only August 4th. We have the rest of this month to go. So having a door person has been very important. Neither of us are fond of getting soaking wet for privacy please, Though I am much more stoic about it.
There are a lot of new pups in our neighborhood this summer. Some of their peeps are not good about picking up after them. That has caused some of the neighbors that don't have pups to ask Mum to make sure she is picking up after us. Which she always does. There are even some signs on lawns asking you to not even let your dog even pause to sniff. Doesn't seem fair that these new pup people ruin it fur all of us.
We got new harnesses this past week. They are Gooby Freedom Harnesses. Mine is light blue and Hammy's is green. He was to have the blue one fur a change, but the green one is a little smaller and it fits him better than me. So I'm still in blue. They are nice and make Mum feel more confident we can't wiggle out of them. I have done that a total of 3 times.
All the wet weather has made fur a bad allergy season fur Hammy. Mum resorted to putting him in pajamas to keep him from scratching and chewing on his legs. So we call him Hammy Jammy now, BOL.
Bark at you again soon!
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