April 5th 2010 7:19 pm
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I got to perform for two weekends, and I love, love, love it! Just imagine all the treats you want, plus people oowing and awwwwing over you. And lots of petting, too. Who wouldn't love the stage life!! My mom and dad took me to the cast party. It was in an Episcopal church where the director (CJ) is the choir master. CJ gave me all the treats that were left from the play, but mom wouldn't let me eat them all right then. I sat at the head of one of the tables and had my own plate of salmon and asparagus. Then I had my own piece of cake, too. I ate very nicely off the fork, with my mom helping me. I never put my head down in the plate when I am sitting at the table. What do you think, I am barbarian? No, I have good table manners. I learned them by watching my mom.
After we ate we watched a video of the play. In the opening credits, it said really big, INTRODUCING LEXI AS TOTO. He, he. That's me! Everyone laughed and applauded. Someone said I am type cast now that I have played Toto in two plays. I hope type cast means I get a lot of treats!
Now I am staying at home a lot, and I don't like that so much. Mom took me to the park today, and I ran a lot, but the sun was hot on my pretty black hair. I can't take too much of the sun and heat. Then we took a long ride and I cooled off in the air conditioning. Mom said to be sure to say happy Easter to all you great woofers. Bye for now!
Lexi the unemployed Toto
May 9th 2010 8:39 am
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It's been such a busy year!
My birthday was Friday, and I went to St. Paul' Episcopal church (where Mom works) to spend the day. We had a party--cupcakes and doggie ice cream for me, people ice cream for everyone else. How many schnauzers do you know who get to have a birthday party at church! I have been there more lately, since our house is up for sale and I go with mom when there is going to be a showing. Everyone loves me (of course) as I play mymagic on them. If mom can't find me, she just has to look for who has food at their desk. I will be sitting there staring at them. Not long ago I greeted the financial secretary at the back door, made her understand I wanted her to follow me, and led her into the work room where I had detected bagels on the table, but couldn't reach them. Ihad been sitting staring up at the table until I heard Gail come in and ran to ask for some help. Unfortunately, Gail didn't give me one. Speaking of food, I am thriving on Blue Buffalo Salmon and Sweet Potato. What a great brand! Dad put my sisters on it too, and no more allergy problems.
It has been another exciting year for me! Mom and I graduated from 3 agility classes; then mom put it down for a while. I was doing fine. Mom was having trouble keeping her bearings on the course. So then we moved on to Freestyle with a different group. Pam Moore (with Sophie) was in agility with us, and went on to Freestyle. Sophie has really blossomed with this special attention. She even won some events her first time out at an agility competition! Anyhow, it was mostly just meand Sophie in the Freestyle training with a couple of good teachers (and mom and Pam). They were starting to prepare us to compete in the April event here in Chattanooga. Then another opportunity opened that I couldn't resist--I was asked to play Toto again at the Colonnade in Ringgold, GA. We had 6 weeks of rehearsals and 2 weekends of performance, and it knocked us out of Freestyle training. I figured we could get back into Freestyle, but this opportunity wouldn't wait. Anyhow, Ibonded with my new Dorothy, who mom couldn't call Dorothy, because every time she did, I went running off looking for Kim, who played my first Dorothy. So mom just called her by her name, Kandis. The wicked witch, Jan, used to train dogs, so we spent some time at her house with Kandis, too, during which time I also bonded with her...not such a good thing. Read on... The second weekend of the play, during the scene where Miss Gulch (also played by Jan) has lost "that dratted dog" and gone back to the farm looking for me, I got away from a distracted Kandis (who was probably texting, but definitely not watching me) and run back out on stage to Jan, where I stop and look up at Jan. Jan looked down at me and cracks up. At that point "Uncle Henry" points at me and says, "there's that dratted dog!" and, as if on cue, I run back off the stage to mom. Everyone in the audience roared with laughter.
I remember my role from 2 1/2 years ago. I picked up old habits, like how I followed the foursome down the yellow brick road. My agility and freestyle training had honed my responsiveness to their movements. And yes, in the opening scene where I run out onto stage at the end of the Rainbow song, ending up in Dorothy's arms, everyone still went, "awwwwww."
Jennefer (Piper's mom) and my mom are still good friends. So she comes the first night the play opens and sits in the second row. Yeah, not a good idea. Halfway through the second act, I peep out from behind the curtain, spot her, and tear across the stage, down the stairs and leap into her lap! Jennefer said she felt like such a proud aunt. People started asking her if I was her dog, and she said, no, I am her niece. Now we call her "Auntie Jen."
The same doggie bakery who made all my healthy treats and "hot dogs" (really dog biscuits) donated them for the play. They remembered me.
A couple of weeks after the play ended, Mom and Dad and I attended the cast party. They played the video of one of the performances, and at the end of the opening credits, it said, in great big letters, "Introducing Lexi as Toto". Not quite accurate, but prettty neat, nonetheless. I mingled and when dinner was served I sat at the head of one of the tables and ate my salmon and asparagus off a fork (of course Mom cut it up and helped me with the fork). I never, ever, put my head down into the plate when sitting at a table. I to know that would be extremely bad manners.
I go once a month to T.C. Thompson Children's hospital. Among all my tricks, the best one is putting a big smile on a sick kid's face. I sit quietly on the bed next to a child to let him/her pet me. I don't move around the bed or ever step on the child, which is pretty important since many have had surgery. We would both love to go more often, but there are too many dogs who love to do the same thing. Mom is certainly blessed to have a boss who sees the importance in what we do, that she can take off work every month to do this.
I am scheduled to go to an elementary school next week. The children have been reading about service dogs, and they want me to come so they can see a real, live, therapy dog.Mom says I will probably spend the time sniffing under their desks for crumbs!
It's been such a busy year! I am looking forward to lots more fun in the year ahead.
Ya'all be good, and if you can't be good, don't get caught!
Lexi, the birthday girl
May 30th 2010 5:40 pm
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Today Mom and I started back into Freestyle. Mom calls it doggie dancing. Dad says it is coordinated movement. I just call it fun! I get lots of treats and good girls, and that makes me smile a lot. They play my favorite music, Split Rail Fences by the hammered dulcimer player, Dan Landrum. I can really get going to that music. Everyone said such nice things about me, like I am smart and beautiful and a natural at this. Of course it is all true, and I already know these things, but it is still nice to hear them.
Oh yes, I did want to mention something that mom thinks is really neat. Last week we went to the children's hospital to make kids smile. I am really good at that, too, by the way. So the lady who takes us around and opens the kids doors for me (I think everyone calls her Lois) said, "Let's go to room 316." I forged ahead and stopped at that room. When we were done there, she said, "Now we are going to room 319." Again, I went on ahead and stopped at that room. Mom and the Lois lady don't know how I knew which room. He, he. I don't think I will tell them.
Keep on woofing!
Lexi the dancing dog
October 17th 2010 6:48 am
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I have 2 other schnauzers living at my house now. My Auntie Jen moved in (I think just for a while) and they came with her. Sure I knew them before they moved in, but it wasn't like, "in your face" all the time. Now I am kept busy telling them who is boss. They eat their food so fast that I have to stay by my bowl and eat it all up or they will get it. They sit on my couch, and play with my toys. Sometimes I don't let them. There have to be rules and an understanding about who is in charge around here. They are boys, so they always listen to me. I don't think they should get any treats, either, but mom says it is only fair. At least they don't get to go to doggie dancing!
Doggie Dancing-it's great! Mom and I are getting ready for an exhibition in Nashville. We practiced by going to Dogs in the Park at McCallie School. It was really hot and we performed outside in the heat and on the grass. I got pretty distracted with all the smells, and did I mention it was hot? Mom said it will be different in Nashville. I don't care--I liked smelling all the neat stuff in the grass.
November 30th 2010 4:54 pm
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Mom said my plan was doomed to fail from the start. But I get ahead of myself. Let me digress. It all goes back to my buddies, the squirrels. Squirrels are cool, you know. Back at my other house before we moved, my squirrel buddies and I would hang out in the back yard. I would be like, whatcha doin? And they would be like, just huntin' nuts, so did you get any treats today? And I would be like, yeah, but not enough, let me try some of your nuts.
So, when Mom got me a toy squirrel that looks sooooo real, it reminds me of my buds and I don't want to hurt it. That's the set up for what happened this week.
Do you remember in my last entry that I told ya'll about the 2 imposters living with me? These boys really get under my skin sometimes. So I hear this squeak, squeak, squeak (you get the point) and I run and look, and there is Piper chewing on my squirrel. I had to think quick, so I grabbed the nearest teddy bear and started running back and forth with it to make it look real enticing. Mom says what I didn't count on is I was dealing with another schnauzer. He didn't fall for it. So I get up on the couch next to where he was laying on the floor, still squeak, squeak, squeak. I flew off the couch onto his head. I was so sure that would work, but he just backed out of it and kept squeak, squeak, squeak and looking at me like ha, ha. That really ticked me off, so I tried a frontal attack. He just ran off, all the while squeak, squeak.
I am going to have to think this one over.
The kawabunga schnauzer without the squirrel,
December 5th 2010 5:32 pm
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Mom came home with another dog. She says he is a puppy, so I tried to be nice to him. But he is bigger than me and so very annoying. I tried to correct him and he jumped me. That was so completely unfair, especially since he is bigger than me. Mom says he would have been killed on the road if she hadn't picked him up and she is trying to find his for-real owner. I hope his for-real owner shows up soon because I am pretty sick of having him around. He bites me all the time. Mom says he is just wanting me to play but I don't like it. He doesn't seem to understand that I am in charge around here. Grrrrrrr. I am trying to ignore him and not get upset at him since he is supposed to be a puppy. He is also bugging the heck out of Piper and Milo. Now my step-sisters have come for a week, and Lily is actually playing with him. Then she gets tired of it and puts him in his place. She is bigger than him and he mostly listens to her. As long as he is following her around he isn't bothering me.
The bothered schnauzer,
January 28th 2011 4:42 pm
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Hi there all my fans and admirers! Boy, do I have a lot to share with you today. Let me see if I can get this in the order it all happened.
First, the imposters (the 2 boy schnauzers) moved out. Hurray! They went with their Mom to somewhere called Maryland.
Second, the big puppy Riley is still here and just keeps getting bigger. He is very annoying, but I think I have him under control. Mom said she is trying to find him another, forever home. How about it, he's really a good dog (gag!)and would love, love, love to come live with you.
Next, Mom and Dad got another dog. Have they lost their minds!? I hear them call her Sweetie. She is really old and doesn't like Riley either. He is always after her. I even feel a little sorry for her, kinda. At least she doesn't bother me or expect me to play with her or like her or anything. But I smell good canned food in her bowl every morning and I want it!! Mom shuts her in the bedroom to eat so I can't get any of it. She keeps pooing and peeing everywhere, and I heard Mom say she can't stay if she keeps that up. So there is hope...
Now, about me because, after all, isn't it ALL about me? I went to the Star Awards ceremony at the Colonnade where I starred in the Wizard of Oz. I was Toto. (He, he, I bet you didn't guess that!)Sure, I could have been anyone in the play like the tin man or the wizard, but I had experience as Toto, so at the risk of being stereotyped, I played that role again. I fully expected to get another award, but those people forgot all about me. I made my point by running up on stage while Kandis [Dorothy] was singing Over the Rainbow. Would you believe she had her eyes closed and didn't even see me! So I trotted backstage, lickity split, where they were setting up the food for after the awards. I came back out as she was finishing the song and this time she did see me cause people were chuckling. I slipped her and went back to the food. She came after me, though, and was sooooo glad I was there. We went in the lobby and she wanted me to run with her and play with her, but I just wasn't into it. No award and all, and I just wanted to get back to the food.
Today I went to work with mom because it was my day to go to the children's hospital and therapize. It was a really good day with a bunch of great kids. Some were especially good petters. Then we went to the pet store and I got a treat. I am pretty worn out from my big day, so that's all for tonight.
February 2nd 2011 7:18 pm
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Small victories are better than no victories. The old dog Sweetie went back to her foster home. Mom and Dad talked all morning and I kept hearing the words Sweetie and Riley. Looks like Riley won. Too bad, he is the most annoying. And Sweetie got good smelling canned food that I was sure I would be able to swoop in and eat one of these days when she wasn't paying attention. Did I mention she is really old? Anyhow, Mom explained that since they decided to keep Riley unless they found him a really, really good home (hey folks don't you want him?)that it wasn't fair to Sweetie to make her put up with him. She said Riley made Sweetie's life miserable. So back she went. Wow, maybe I shouldn't let on that he makes my life miserable sometimes too. You don't think they would send me back somewhere, do you?
I've been hiding out in my kennel a lot and Mom said it made her feel bad that I haven't been spending time with her. So the next night I cuddled on the couch with her all night.
I heard one of the schnauzer imposters barking tonight, and I looked all over the house for him. It was Milo--I would know that bark anywhere. Mom said she Skyped our friend Jennefer and that's why I heard him barking. I don't understand what Skyping is or how that would put Milo back in the house barking or why I couldn't find him? I barked back and heard him barking back at me, but I still couldn't find him. I think I will go to bed and think about that for awhile.
Lexi, the victorious
June 24th 2011 11:00 am
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I went to my first Freestyle competition in April. Mom and I worked on our routine for something like a year, which would probably be 7 years in dog time. On Saturday, the first day of competition, I got a little too curious and ran outside the ring. No one told me how bad that would be for my score. I really pretty much ran all over the performance area because it smelled so curious of so many dogs. Mom told me I had to do better on Sunday. So I did. I stayed with her and we did our much-practiced routine. I got enough points (not the same as treats, darn) to get my first Title. And I came in 3rd in my class, 2a. Everyone is really proud of me. Mom has a picture of us on her nightstand and she has a video of us performing. Of course, all the other dogs are on the video too, but that doesn't count. I really hate when she looks at the other dogs performing and makes nicey nice comments about them - especially the giant schnauzer! Hey I can't help I'm small. I was born this way. I have a really big self-image, though, and that counts for a lot!
Now Mom and I are working on our next competition performance. She said I am getting too fat from all the treats, so she is making me work for my supper. How fair is that! Well, truth be told, I do love to work on the figures and I do love to eat, so it works out ok for me.
My big little brother Riley is working on Freestyle too. I think that is a joke. He has just learned the basic stuff, like sit and heel and down. How can he do Freestyle? I guess I will wait and see. He will never be as good as me! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Lexi the Titled
June 26th 2011 6:58 pm
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My day started off really weird. I don't mind riding in the pick up truck. And I don't mind being in a kennel. But I never knew I could ride in a kennel in a pick up truck. Mom put me in with my buddy Milo who is visiting from Maryland. She tied the kennel in good and made sure the tailgate was secure. What a rush! She and my dad took us to my old house where they mowed the grass. Then they took us to a new dog park. What fun! There were so many smells and lots of room to run around. I pooped and ran and drank water out of a big metal bucket.
After they brought us back home mom got cleaned up and went to the garage and opened the car door. Milo and I jumped in and she backed out of the garage and started down the driveway when she suddenly looked over at me and stopped the car. What? Get out? No way! Then, to add insult to injury, dad came out carrying Piper, the other schnauzer who is staying with us. He put Piper in the car and mom made me go with dad back into the house. Sheesh. I am told it was just a case of mistaken identity. (Yes, Piper and I do look a lot alike since we came from the same breeder.) Then I heard something about shots and fecals and stuff, so maybe it is better I stayed home after all.
Lexi the truckin schnauzer
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