March 2nd 2013 5:22 am
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That's what skin Mom says I am on. How to restrict a boxers activity? I went cross country hiking with the skin Dad yesterday. We had a great walk. The snow was crusty over and I kept breaking through to the soft stuff below. Well once when that happened I twisted my shoulder wrong and hurt it. Heck, it doesn't hurt that bad as long as I don't step all the way down on it but because of that I am on restricted activity until my limp goes away. BORING.
Try to chase the cat, mom grabs me and tells me to settle down. Try to do the zoomies on the ice, mom stops me. Try to take off after a deer, nope, no go. Sigh. Now my walks are short and on pavement. If my leg isn't better I have to go to the lady who attempted, didn't succeed, to clip my nails and who checks me over once a year. She is nice though.
I have a full gong and 3 toys to choose from to play with. I don't want to lay quietly here and play with my toys. I want to chase the cat or wrestle with the skin son when he comes over. I want to walk in the woods. Sheesh, what do they think I am, a baby!
February 26th 2013 8:10 am
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I am happy the white stuff is leaving. Sure it was fun to play in the first 10 minutes but after that it was just a pain. It made my feet cold, make walking difficult, made my skin people not very happy about long walks, just a pain. But at least half of it is gone now and we didn't get the rest they said we would.
Last night I heard the owls calling to each other. Spring is coming. I am glad. It wasn't a terrible winter but I love the longer walks and being outside more.
My skin mom is on her long stretch where she works at the hospital. I have been getting up earlier then I normally like to get up so I can be there when she gets off work in the morning. She works 12.5 hours, sometimes more. No matter how tired she is when I greet her and lick her face she starts to smile and laugh. I know she is happy to see me and and I am glad also. Even though she usually goes home and goes to bed I like knowing she is here.
Well, skin Dad is getting his warm clothes on which I know know means I am going to go for a walk. I can tell by how much he puts on, how long my walk will be. I hope it is a long walk. Lately the cat has been a real snot about me chasing her. Just because I accidently tripped on her and just because I sat on her when she was sleeping. My skin mom told me play nicely or I would have to go in my crate while the princess kitty sleeps. Sure, they never see the times little miss princess attacks me when I am sleeping. Never seem to notice when she grabs my stubby tail. Let me accidently fall over once and wow, a big deal. Just because she only weighs 9 pounds and I weigh almost 80. Sheesh.
February 22nd 2013 1:18 pm
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Now I have been in snow before. After all, I used to be an outside dog. But the winters have been mild around here the last few years. I woke up this morning and wow, the world outside is covered in white. So......... I need to got out. No problem. I leap in the yard and what the heck. I sink down to my, well, if I still had them....... and even further. You can't walk on top of this stuff. I leap again to try a different place, same thing, if anything it may be deeper. And its cold.
So leaping around the yard is tiring. I am just going to plow straight through. Put my big ole head down and plow a path. This stuff gets up my nose, in my mouth, I have to close my eyes. In places it is almost taller then me and I am considered by some to be a big dog.
I have to relieve myself. Going to my favorite tree I try lifting my leg and body above the stuff to take aim. I am still just at the edge, I hunch my body up and try again. Can't quite clear. I just succeed in melting a hole right next to my body. Not quite sure what I will do when the time come to do other bodily function.
By the time I plow through the yard and back to the house I am cold and feel like I have just walked 2 miles. I think I will take a nap, maybe this stuff will be gone when I wake up. But skin mom says not to plan on it, there is more coming later tonight and tomorrow.
February 20th 2013 7:08 am
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Oh man. I have so much pent up energy I don't know what to do. It is really cold out so my walks have been cut really short. In fact I took pity on my skin mom today and did my business right at the edge of the woods, she looked really cold and to be honest I was feeling it pretty good. Reminded me of the days when I was out in this weather all the time and then reminded me I could go into the nice warm house right now...... so I hurried. But still. I am a big 3 year old dog. I need something to do.
Apparently skin mom thought I was being a little too hard on the cat. She stopped me from chasing the cat and told me to not be so rough. Hey, the cat likes it, well, maybe I was kind of getting a bit obsessive about it. But the cat did bite me on the ear kind of hard so maybe she thinks I have been a bit rough also. sigh.
I tried running through the rooms, running from bedroom to bedroom and unmaking the beds skin mom just made. That seemed to annoy her. Maybe I will just chew on this nice stick that mom sits on and rocks. Hummmm, that didn't make her happy. But she is now filling my gong with lots of treats so maybe that worked out better then I thought!
Skin dad is putting on lots of clothes. Layers and layers. He is determined to take me for a long walk later before the snow comes. He knows I will be much happier cooped up if I can get some of this restlessness out of my system. I bet he takes me to the state park where it is out of the drafts. Hummmm, maybe I will find more dead deer parts. This may turn out to be a good day after all.
February 19th 2013 6:34 am
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It is way cold today. Since I have short hair I get cold easily. My skin people bought me 3 different coats so that helps a lot but when it is real cold and snowy, we are suppose to get 7 inches tomorrow, it really cuts my walks down. I love my walks.
I start my day slowly. I love to sleep. I usually go to bed around 9 and will sleep until 9 the next day. I just am not a day dog. Then when I get up I lay on the couch for another hour. Take it in stages. Finally I get off the couch and do my stretching exercises on the floor. Stretch way out, lay down and roll around the floor on my back. The foster program put some type of capsule under my skin so if I ever get lost they can locate me. But it itches so I have to roll around and scratch it everyday. It feels good and it makes my skin mom laugh to see me rolling around.
After a good stretch I let them know I am finally ready to go out in the cold to do my morning business. I check out the yard to see if there are any deer or turkey to chase out of the yard and then I come in to start getting my skin dad ready to feed me. He always goes to a lot of trouble to make me a great meal in the morning. It smells so good I start drooling all over the floor so the skin mom makes me stay in the kitchen and keeps wiping my face off.
After my breakfast I rest again for awhile and then start my daily whining to convince the skin dad or mom it is time to go for my first walk. I don't go poo in my yard. I like to drag them a couple of blocks away into the woods. When it is cold and snowy they try to hurry me up but you can't hurry mother nature. Besides, I love walking in the woods.
Then back to chew on my antler horn. I have destroyed all the other toys they buy me. I love to chew so they got me the horns. I love them and even though you can't rip them apart and they don't squeak they are fun to chew on. If the cat is awake I play with her for awhile. We play hide and seek. She rips past me and I chase her. She goes under the dresser and bats at me with her paw. If I get to rowdy with her though she uses her claws so I am careful not to get to close.
Then more naps until the afternoon and time to start whining again. Now for the big walk where I get to ride in the car. We usually go to the river or the park. Lots of wonderful smells and sometimes I flush a deer, duck or fox. We try to get in a couple of miles. The more I walk the more energy I burn off and the less trouble I get into. What can I say. Boredom can make me naughty.
Then I get a smaller meal at night and play for awhile with my toys. Skin mom throws them for me or fills one with liver and treats, or she hides treats for me to sniff out. I find them all. Nothing escapes this nose. Then its brushing time and calming down time. Time to get ready to calm myself down and enjoy the night with my skin people. I sit on the couch with them and we all enjoy just being together.
Life is so different then it used to be. I love it.
February 18th 2013 6:45 am
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It was a nice warm day yesterday so my skin man took me to our local state park for a nice long walk. I love that park. So many smells! I was on the retractable leash which I like. I can go our quite far and almost feel like I am off leash. My skin people say my recall isn't good enough to risk that yet. Hey, what can I say. Got to follow the nose, ya know.
Anyway I was so excited and happy to be at the park. I love a good long walk up and down hills and valleys. It was warm, for Iowa, and I felt good. Trotting ahead I caught a scent. Sniff, sniff, I waved my head back and forth until I pinned the scent down. Right over there by that little creek. I went behind the bush and there it was, my treasure. Oh Man, I was one lucky dog. Happily grabbing it I joined the skin human and started walking again.
Suddenly the skin man noticed my new "stick" had a hoof on the end. Drop it Hoss, drop it. I looked at him in amazement. What! Drop my new treasure! Whatever for!
He grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and grabbed my treasure and THREW IT AWAY. Oh man, bummer. Gross, yuck, don't lick me ever again he said.
Human's. Now why throw away a perfectly good bone. I mean after all my skin mom buys me deer antlers. Who would have thought this would upset them. Living with human's, it's a learning experience.
February 17th 2013 6:32 am
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It seems like just yesterday I was chained to my old yard. The person who owned me still had forgotten to feed me. All I had to play with was some sticks on the ground. I was a young dog, only 2 and a half. I want to play, run around and see people. I have always loved people. Even this man who doesn't seem to like me. What's not to like. I am lovable.
Then for some reason the man got very angry at me. He was going to shoot me. I had been shot before in my thigh, it hurts! But he must have had some kindness in him. Instead he called Noah's Hope and told them, pick him up today or I will shoot him. And they did!
My foster parents were very nice. They had 2 children, I love children and another dog for me to play with. I could run around and was getting fed regularly. The man played with me. Wow, this was great. Here I would stay for a couple of weeks while they looked for my forever home.
I remember the day they brought me to Petsmart. A couple wanted to meet me. They put a leash around my neck which was new to me. I remember pulling my foster dad into the store. How exciting. Look at all the people and all the dogs. Even though I was thin, I am strong. I pulled him all the way into the store so I could see all the other dogs. That is where I met them. My soon to be family.
They were looking at me nervously. They had expected a smaller dog. Was I friendly? Would I be good to their cat. I am a very good looking dog but can be rather intimidating when first met. I look like I could have a mean streak. But I don't.
We went in the back room to get to know each other better. They had their granddaughter and son with them. I licked them all and wiggled all over. I have the boxer wiggle that moves my whole body. I could see they were warming up to me. What do you think, the woman asked her husband. He's awfully big! Can we handle him?
I gave them my full big brown eyed smile and he said yes. I had a new family.
They put a halter on me. It was harder to pull with this so I walked better and didn't pull as much. Before we left the store we stopped so they could get some things they called toys. They didn't look like any sticks I was used to. Before we went home we stopped at their son's home and I met his dog Teddy. I like Teddy but he doesn't like to play with me. He's a runt compared to me. But we are great walking buddies.
Then my new family took me for a walk so I could get some of my nervous energy out of my system. Wow, this was cool, walking down by something they called a river. So many new smells and I could tell lots of dogs come here. Then we went to what is now my home.
We were all on guard the first few weeks. They were wondering how I would behave and what type of behavior I would have, I was wondering how long I would be here and where I would go next. I was hoping they would let me stay here for a long time. They gave me great food and the woman made me these wonderful treats from liver. Every day we went to walk someplace new. And the things they called toys really turned out to be fun. Even the cat liked me.
Well the months have flown by and we have grown to love each other. I learned to sit, stay, walk nicely on a leash and not chew on their antique furniture. I gained weight and my muscles got even better. I sneak in and sleep with them on their bed and my skin mom says I snore louder then my skin dad. I get brushed which feels heavenly and my mom plays me wonderful music which calms me while they are gone. My skin dad is home all the time and I get to go with them when they bring my mom to work and pick her up. I love the heated seats. I get to go to Petco and Petsmart and everyone tells me I am a handsome man. Yes I am.
So here I am. My skin mom signed me up to Dogster. Their old dog Zoey, who went to the rainbow bridge in August was a member. I can't wait to meet new friends. My life is perfect now. I get to go to daycare occasionally to play with other dogs. I get some great food and I get to walk miles a day. I sit on my skin dad's lap. Since I now weigh 80 pounds that is quite a lot for him but he lets me. And I don't have to stay out in the rain and snow. To this day I don't like getting wet and thunderstorms make me nervous. But I am here to stay. I am home.