Life With Sharon, or, How Much Can a Dog Take?

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Workout Video

November 26th 2010 9:27 pm
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Just thought you might like to see my performance at the rehab center. Today I warmed up on the Peanut Roll - I have to balance on it. It's pretty hard. Mom has to act like training wheels so I don't fall off. It helps my balance and strengthens my muscles. Then I had to do the wheelbarrow, which I'm finally getting used to - it's a little embarrassing so I didn't put it in my workout video. I'm supposed to do a cross-legged stand which is really, really hard! I'd like to see YOU do that! Finally, I get in the pool and do the underwater treadmill. The cute girl you see is my therapist, Melissa. I really like her. She tells me what a great job I'm doing and gives me treats. After I'm pretty tired out on the treadmill, I still have to do my free swim. This is the part, as you know, that I really don't like. Melissa puts a "swim cap" on me so I won't get water in my ears and then tries to entice me into the pool. Sometimes I'll start swimming on my own, but when I've had enough, she has to get a little more persuasive. But when I've finished, she praises me, gives me a treat and a good rub-down. I love the rub-downs! I wiggle and squirm with delight and then run all around the room in excitement!
If this work-out video goes viral, I might try to market it. I'll keep you posted.

 

Eat Your Heart Out,, Kyrstie Alley!

December 8th 2010 11:35 pm
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Since last January I have lost 5 pounds! That's HUGE! Since I agreed to eat vegetables, Mom adds beans, peas, or pumpkin to my dog food to help fill me up and I really LIKE it. She also gives me carrots for snacks instead of dog treats. Have you ever seen those charts in the vet's office that show obese dogs and normal sized dogs? Now I've got a WAIST like the normal sized dogs. It hasn't been easy - I spend a lot of time foraging for crumbs. If Mom isn't looking I like to get into the waste basket and pull out cookie wrappers and lick the smell off them. Today the vet said I could still lose one or two more pounds, so it isn't over yet.
Mom is also giving me enough supplements I could probably live forever without food (don't tell her I said that!) I get Ocu-glo for my aging eyes, glucosamine, chondroiton and MSM, cinnamon, fish oil, dental powder for plaque and to prevent gum disease, and Rimadyl for inflammation of my joints.
In addition to all that, she puts me through my vigorous workout program every day and we walk a mile if it doesn't rain. We're both wimps in the rain.
Mom's only complaint is that now that I have all this energy, I want to play bunny ALL the time. I don't know why she doesn't like it as much as I do. I guess she needs her own fitness program. ;3

 

The Tale of the Leg

December 14th 2010 9:31 pm
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The leg of my new green bunny (the one you can see in Santa's bag in my Christmas picture) came off when Mom and I were playing TUG. Mom said she was going to MEND it. Now this is a big deal because Mom has always said, "I DON'T DO MENDING." But this time she said she was not going to throw away a brand new bunny whose leg had already come off, and it just isn't right for a bunny to have only three legs. So out came the shoebox with the needles, thread, and a lot of other stuff in it that must have had something to do with sewing but which we couldn't really identify. Some of it seemed to be sewing machine parts, but Mom doesn't HAVE a sewing machine, feeling about it the way she does. Before the bunny could be mended, the sewing box had to be cleaned out. If she didn't know what it was, out it went, along with the extra buttons from clothes she didn't have any more and couldn't remember ever having. Finally she got around to the bunny. She didn't have any thread that matched, but I don't discriminate colors very well anyway, so she didn't think that it would matter. Thankfully, the new bunny now has four legs again, even if one of them looks a little like it was put together in Frankenstein's lab. Mom told me I'd better ask Santa for a new, stronger toy for playing tug, that bunnies were for chasing, not for playing tug. Maybe so, but I think it's kind of FUN when they COME APART! Heh-heh.

 

I'm So H-H-Honored!

December 20th 2010 9:03 am
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I'm one of the Dogster Diary Picks of the Day! For the second time! I am h-h-humbled and h-h-honored. How does this happen anyway? Does anydog know? Is there a Great Dogster Wizard behind the curtain who bestows these honors, or is there a jury of fellow dogsters, or is it a random occurrence? Anyhowl, I really liked the big, splashy CONGRATULATIONS sign on my dogster page! THANK YOU!

In other news: the green bunny lost another leg. Mom was proud that it was not the one she sewed on. She has not decided if she's going to sew this one on. She says it's just like everything else these days - planned obsolescence. If it didn't break, we wouldn't have to buy a new one. What would happen to the economy?

 

You Lookin' At Me?

December 20th 2010 7:12 pm
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I like looking at my Mom. I do it all the time. If I'm not eating or sleeping, I'm looking at my Mom. Sometimes she says, "Why are you looking at me? I gave you your dinner. We've played with your bunny. We went for a walk and for a ride in the car. I'm just sitting here watching t.v. What do you want?" She doesn't know that I'm doing what I want. It's my favorite thing to do. I can sit and look at her for a half hour at a time without blinking. She says it's unnerving.

Guess what I'm doing right now.

 

THANK YOU, THANK YOU VERRA MUCH!

December 24th 2010 9:28 am
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What can I say - one of the Diary Picks of the Day AGAIN? I think the voting button must be stuck. But I'm pleased to share the honor with my new pal, Rocky. (We look a little bit alike, but he has front teeth. I'm jealous.)

 

Christmas 2010

December 25th 2010 6:22 pm
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This is Mom's and my first Christmas without Tanner and Grandma. so we were a little sad, but our good friends stepped right up and gave us the Christmas love that we needed. We spent Christmas Eve with Krysta, the person Mom picked out to have for her "daughter" and her family. They especially invited me to come too. Their daughter Jia, who is even cuter than I am, wants to be friends. I'm kind of shy, so I'm still getting to know and trust her, but I wanted her to know that I like her and I want to be friends too, even though I'm not very brave, so I gave her a green bunny just like mine! We played together with it - sort of. They had a Christmas tree with TONS of presents under it. I loved walking under it and around and over the Christmas presents; once I came out with lights on my head! Mom really laughed at that, but then I had to stop going under the tree.

They have two cats and two rats. One of the cats came in and looked at me and then went out. Then Krysta brought in one of the white rats. I checked it out briefly but didn't see anything special about it so I went back to sleep. The rat (who is named after me)kept bobbing his head and twitching his whiskers at me. That's all he did. I didn't see much point to him.

Then today, on Christmas Day, Mom went over to Aunt Connie's. She advised me to stay home because there would be lots of people and LOTS of kids, and twice as many feet to dodge. I wasn't thrilled about being left home, but I'm glad Mom got to spend part of the day with Aunt Connie, Poochini, and their family. I waited at the door to the garage, as usual, till she came home. She's finally remembering to open the door slowly so she doesn't bump me with it. I like to be the first one to greet her when she gets home (not that there's anyone else here).

So, all in all, it was a pretty nice Christmas! I hope everydog out there had a grrreat Christmas, too!

 

Happiness Is a Warm Home - Wherever It Is!

January 10th 2011 10:06 pm
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Today Mom got a phone call and when she hung up she went crazy! She was squealing and shrieking and laughing and hugging me - she was so excited that I got all excited and I didn't even know what we were excited about! All I know is there was a lot of BOL! BOL! BOL! going on. I was just so happy that she was so happy! Then she told me why - she SOLD OUR HOUSE! Without even asking me! I don't know how I feel about that. We're going to live in a condo. (What IS a condo, anyway?) Will I like living in a condo? It will be smaller than our house, but we only stay in one room at a time anyway. It won't have a yard, but I don't like to go out in the yard anyway. I'll still get my dinner, I'll still have my bunny, and I'll still be with Mom - I guess it will be all right. Might take some getting used to. She says it's on the third floor, so I'll get to look out the window and watch what's going on - I might like that, but usually I'm more interested in Mom than anything else.

I don't really think about the future and not even too much about the past. The past stays with me in feelings more than memories. But I have a feeling that my "present" is going to be a whole lot busier in the future. Sorting, packing, moving, unpacking - and THEN...PARIS! It's enough to make a dog want dig a nest in his blankie and not come out!

 

Aarooo!!!

January 19th 2011 6:55 pm
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WHAT IS GOING ON?! Every day now Mom is moving our stuff all around. She's taking it out of cupboards and closets, putting some stuff in boxes, putting other stuff on card tables - our house is looking more like a store with all the stuff lined up and out on display. Two ladies have been helping her and I don't like strangers moving our stuff around. Mom says we're going to have a moving sale because when we move to the condo we're going to get NEW stuff. WHAT'S WRONG WITH OUR OLD STUFF?! She'd better leave MY stuff alone! I've been following her around carrying my bunnies so they don't go into a box or get sold at the sale. All this activity and strangers in the house have made me very nervous and I've been peeing all over the place. Mom understands what I'm going through, but her patience is wearing thin. She told me that just because she's going to have the carpet cleaned when we move out doesn't mean that I have to see how stinky I can make it before. At least she's leaving the corner where my beds are untouched for the time being.

Hey, Teddy and Casey, if things get too bad here can I move in with you for awhile?

 

Where's My Couch?

February 1st 2011 6:45 pm
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It's quiet. Finally. No one's here but Mom and me. It's been two weeks of chaos, starting with everything coming out of cupboards and closets and being "displayed" around the house. Then people came - lots of people. And we had to leave OUR OWN house every day, early, before the people came. Now, it's quiet and we're home, but...THERE'S NO FURNITURE! My couch is gone. My steps up to the couch go nowhere. The living room is empty (which is good in a way, because there's a lot more room to play bunny). Mom says when we move into our new condo we'll have all new furniture. She seems to think that's a good thing, but I liked the old couch - it smelled like me, and even a little bit of Tanner's smell was left on it.

I almost got to go into the new place, but I blew it. Mom and I met the real estate agent there so she could measure the spaces and I was finally going to get to take a sniff around. But just as we pulled up, I threw up in the console. I guess I was just so excited that I couldn't help it. Well, that little involuntary reaction caused me to have to stay in the car, so I STILL haven't had a chance to mark my new territory. I'll wait till Mom gets the new furniture moved in. ;)

 
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