Me and my Mom

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morning coffee

May 11th 2012 10:02 am
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Bridgit jumped on me this morning and I snapped and growled. I'm old and tired and I'm not so sure I like this new puppy. Mom scolded me for being so mean. She is busy, she works alot. She puts alot of energy into caring for all of us dogs. I sleep alot now, and usually get missed due to all of the others needs. I am the sensitive one, and I always tune into my moms emotions. I have been with her since I was 6 weeks old. She didn't miss me today. It was her day off, and when she sat down with her morning coffee, she gently petted my leg. Oh, how I love her! I came and put my head on her shoulder, leaning up against her. She put her arm around me and petted me while drinking coffee. For a while, time stopped. She told me how much she loves me. She was sorry that she didn't visit with me much lately because the puppy took so much attention. This is one of the best days ever. I love my mom.

 

Puppy blues

May 18th 2012 9:08 am
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I got a brief window of time with my mom this morning. I look forward to Friday mornings, mom has a day off and I sit beside her when she drinks coffee. She rubbed my face the way she knows I love it, and I nuzzled my head into her lap. Then it happened. That puppy. That she-devil, if I must be honest. Lets just say there was a bout of puppy diarrhea. God only knows what she chewed or put her tongue on. Mom is in a constant state of trash retrieval from that creature's mouth. My time with mom was short-lived this time, but at least Bridgit will grow and mature, and these little distractions will cease. This is what I'm counting on.

 

Solar Eclipse

May 21st 2012 7:00 pm
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Yesterday evening, mom went outside. She had been cutting weeds and was enjoying the beautiful weather. She put the other three dogs in the house, and I stayed right beside her. I was contemplating an attack on a closeby bee. The grass tasted very good, and I had just gotten wind of some mysterious scent in the breeze when she started yelling for dad and my human brother to come outside. Did she also want to attack this hovering bee? I was puzzled by her behavior. She ran to the sliding glass door and grabbed some sunglasses. I stayed close behind just in case she needed my help. She pointed up to the sky. Maybe she was confused, the bee was near the blackberries. "Look, it's the solar eclipse," she beckoned dad. He seemed interested, but mom was elated, just like me when I see the treat box. I tried to focus, to be included in this sudden joy, but I just didn't get it. Dad took pictures with his phone. The bee had moved on, but I didn't have the heart to alert him that he was photographing nothing. Slowly I laid down next to mom. She may be having a moment of temporary insanity, but I still want to be included and involved because I love her. I want her to know that I like this solar eclipse, too. Does it look like a bee? The other dogs did not get to be involved. That is really all that matters, just me and my mom saw this thing. Me and my mom.

 

Worried...

June 23rd 2012 10:12 am
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I've been worried about Mom lately. Of course, that's what I do, I'm the sensitive one out of this group of knuckleheads. She has been upset lately because the house is always a mess. Zane and Bridgit go zipping around like two insane acrobats. Bridgit is learning to potty outside, but alot of times can't hold it all night, and Mom wakes up to a not-so-happy surprise each morning. Then, she worries about Foxie's health. Now, Zane's chewing a bloody hole in his backside because with all his acrobatics, his spondylosis is acting up and his back hurts. It also started raining for a few days, so Mom can't do any yard work on her days off. She is not happy. But, she always has time to tell me she loves me. So, I have been by her side. I want her to know she can always count on me for support, and that she doesn't have to worry about me. I have made it a point to avoid rolling in dead wild animals, just for her. Now, if that isn't love, I don't know what is.

 

Check-up

September 28th 2012 9:10 pm
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I am 11 and three-quarters years old. Mom worries because I am almost 12. I keep telling her I'm ok, but she decided that I should go have a check-up. She gave me a bath, which I didn't appreciate. I work hard at getting that dead animal smell embedded into my fur. The apple essence is not working for me. Alas, I went to work with mom, always happy to be chosen out of the group of tailwagging, panting beasts watching her every move. I sat in the front seat of the car and felt like king for the day. My blood got drawn early in the day, so it was over quickly. Mom was quite pleased that I'm in perfect health, but I told her so before any of this happened. We could have avoided all of this. Oh well, I got lots of hugs and scratches, so it was worth it. I'll even look past the apple shampoo incident...that is true love, my friends. True love.

 

To hear, or not to hear...

October 14th 2012 10:24 am
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The other day, mom saw me walking in the driveway, not very far from her. "Monty," she called. I didn't even notice her. I kept about my business, sniffing the fauna and flora. "Monty," she called again, at a louder frequency. Nothing. She walked over, a couple feet behind me, and repeated my name, but I continued sniffing the area. She was puzzled by this. She decided to loudly clap her hands, and I promptly turned my head. I was so happy to see her there, I started wagging my tail and walked over to her. She wanted me to come in, so I followed her. She just watched me for a bit, which made me kind of nervous. She is onto me. She has now noticed how I watch her gestures before responding to her. She has figured out why I am acting a bit odd. My check-up at the vet was perfect, but alas, my hearing has begun to fade. Years ago, mom took me to the vet because I was constantly shaking my head. They never found any infections or foreign bodies in my ears, and one vet said maybe I had ringing in my ears. I continued shaking my head for quite a while, but mom realized that I haven't been doing it for some time now. Yes, I am losing my hearing, another reason for mom to love me even more.

 

My mom is a wreck

November 30th 2012 7:36 am
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If you have followed my diaries, you know that I am the sensitive one of the canine family members, and I'm very close to my mom. Mom has no been doing well this week because my dog brother, Zane, has been at the hospital all week and is still there. He has some odd symptoms that don't make sense, so the doctors haven't gotten a diagnosis yet. Mom has been on a stress roller coaster. She works at the vet clinic, has been monitoring his urine since Monday, keeping records, doing daily BUN checks. Today, Zane is undergoing a bile acids test and a leptospirosis titer. He had a urine test yesterday that said he was even more proteinuric than before, even with antibiotic treatment. He has been tested for Cushings Disease, undergone a water deprivation test, ultrasounds, x-rays, and still nothing. She comes home from work emotionally spent, and even cried Tuesday night. I tried my best to comfort her, but I had rolled in something and my neck was dirty and unappealing. But, mom knew I was worried about her. I hope Zane gets treatment so that mom can feel better.

 

Tree hugger

December 9th 2012 1:00 pm
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My family has a Christmas tree up once again. I, out of all the animals that share the household, love Christms trees the most. Ever since I was a young lad, I enjoyed drinking the water out of the tree stand. I also stand with my head close to the trunk, so that the humans only see my hind quarters sticking out of the tree. They watch, thinking I'm going to chew the branches, but no, I just like to stand there having the tree touch my back. I stand for a long time, not moving, every Christmas. This year, I've taken it to the next level. I have started sleeping under the tree. Mom has not yelled for me to come out. I guess she figures that I'm old, losing my hearing, and I'm not going to break anything, so she lets me lay by my beloved tree. Lights flickering, shiny gold hanging from the branches, and a warm fire - is this heaven or what? 'Tis the season for comfort and joy, my friends!

 

Man, it's cold outside...snuggle time

January 13th 2013 10:34 am
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It has been cold here in Oregon, my friends. We have been down in the low 20's and Mom has been praying that we stay out of the teens. Mom likes to sit by the fire at night, but last night, she sat away from the fire. She bought an old movie and really wanted to watch it, so she sat by the TV. Big mistake. She had her coat on zipped all the up, covering half her face. Her nose was like ice. Mom is always the coldest one in the house anyways, so this was brutal, all to watch a movie! I did not like this one bit. It is my job to protect and look after Mom, and I take my job very seriously. I walked away from the fire and sat in front of Mom and whined. "This is not like you, are you feeling ok?" Mom thought to herself. She took her hand out of her pocket and petted my face. I took this que and slowly put one foot on the recliner and stood there. The petting continued, so I slowly inched forward and got my back legs up. I stood there hunched on the recliner, waiting to see her response. She must've had a moment of mental disfunction because she smiled and said, "Ok, lay down." Oh, how I basked in this moment! I laid on Mom's right side and across her lap, and settled down for a nap. I was able to complete my instinctive need to keep my owner warm and safe. She understands me, she "gets" me. "You complete me!" I told her with my eyes. And we sat together, warming each other up, having our special moment, and knowing true love between a dog and a human. Man's best friend, indeed.

 

Birthday Reflections

January 18th 2013 1:08 pm
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Today is my birthday. I'm 12 years old today, and in human years that means I'm 83 years old. Mom is happy for me, but I can see the concern in her expression. I'm losing my hearing, I sleep more than the cats during the day, and I don't like to play anymore. Mom had my boodwork done in September, and it looked beautiful. But, I'm mom's special dog. I've been here since I was 6 weeks old. Mom was in her 20's when she got me, I was her first dog as an adult human. Her children were 4 and 5, I was there when they both started kindergarten. Now they are both in high school, and I will see them graduate. I've been there for mom when she's been happy, silly, sad, and lonely. I was there for her when her brother got cancer and died. I saw her change. She has given me a forever home, and has returned the love that I so openly give her. She has forgiven me when I spread trash throughout the house. She has always been there for me and taken care of me when I was sick. I have had a full, happy 12 years. Mom doesn't need to worry, I'm healthy and plan to stay by her side for a long time. Thank you all for your birthday gifts and wishes. This is a special birthday, indeed.

 
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