Likes: Playing tug,going with mama anywhere she goes, sitting in mama's or daddy's lap watching tv.
Pet-Peeves: bathtime, thunderstorms, the surround sound, people and/or dogs walking on my street
Favorite Toy: favority toy????? I like them all as long as someone will play tug. I love to play tug!!!!!!!
Favorite Food: any "people food" I can beg out of someone
Favorite Walk: My favorite walk is at Granny's house. I don't have to be on the leash. I can just run and run. If you mean what is my favorite on a leash, Well that would be ANYWHERE as long as I'm with mommie or daddy
Best Tricks: sit, shake, high five, leave it, lay down
Arrival Story: Mommie and my "human sister" came to my house to find a puppy. I ran and layed down in sister's lap. I wouldn't let her get up or play with any of the other puppies. She told mommie that I HAD to be the one. Sister picked me up and put me in the pocket of her hoodie. UMM, it felt so nice and warm. They brought me home and introduced me to daddy. Well, the rest is history.
Bio: Besides being the "cutest dog on earth". Keeko is kind of like my service dog. He has had a connection with me from the very beginning. He can sense when I'm having a bad day or when I'm tired and need to rest. He will nudge me on the back of my legs when I've done too much and it's time to sit and rest. When I am having spasms in my spine, he will lay down right up against my back. The pressure of his little body against my spine will help the spasm to subside. If it's one of the days that the burning is too bad, he will lay in the floor beside my chair, instead of my lap. So, with him and the rest of my family "Together we can lick MS".
Mama was having a really bad day with her MS pain so she went down to the main gate on the ranch and locked it so I couldn't get in the road. I had acquired a habit of going that direction and on several occasions she had found me roaming the road.
She came home and let me out to play and explore. She laid down and rested for a bit. After about thirty minutes or so, she looked out the window to check on me. I was sitting in the driveway so she stepped out and called me. I didn't come to her, if fact I didn't even look up at her.
She walked out towards me and noticed that I was covered in blood. She couldn't even tell where it was coming from. She picked me up and ran to the house, got her purse and very quickly drove me to the vet.
Dr. Matt started checking me over and noticed the blood was coming from my mouth. He finally got my mouth pried open and said that I had chewed off the majority of my tongue. He couldn't tell because of all the blood exactly how much damage was done so he kept me at the vet office to clean me up and check me out more. He called mama a couple of hours later and said she could come pick me up. He thought since I was yelping and screaming so much that I was gonna be okay. He didn't know the only reason I was making such a commotion was that I wanted out of the cage and Mama!!!
Mama and daddy came and picked me up and took me home. Daddy went back to work and left me and mama to rest. As the day wore on, the bleeding started back up and I was quietly whining with pain. Mama called the vet and he said to bring me on in and let him check me again. When daddy got home we all went back to the vet. He gave me a shot to get my blood to clot and a pain shot. He also gave mama four more pain shots to use later.
Mama gave me a gentle warm bath and cuddled me until I was dry. We went to bed and mama cried herself to sleep.
Well, where to start? Lotsa stuff has gone on since 2009, my last diary entry.
In 2010 not much happened except we adopted another rat terrier named Hank. We got along pretty good except I didn't really like it when he sat in mama's lap. We ended up having to give him back to the adoption agency cause he was allergic to pecans and we had a huge pecan tree in the back yard. In fact, there were pecan trees all over town. He would eat the pecans and then cough and choke so bad. Mama really loved him and hated to send him back but we heard later that he got adopted really quick and went to a great home, with no pecans around. LOL
In 2011 and half of 2012 we were in the Fort Worth, Texas area. We sold our house in Menard which meant no more doggie doors and moved into our travel trailer with Daddy. Mama had been living in Menard and Daddy lived in the travel trailer in the Fort Worth area so he could work. They decided they wanted to be together and so that's what happened. Daddy was working night times so me and mama had to very quiet during the day. We went to the park walking ALOT. It was a really cool park with a river in the middle of it with lots of ducks. I got to bark and chase the ducks usually right before we got in the truck to leave the park.
In July 2012 Daddy got a new job in the Comanche, TX area so we took our house and moved. We were staying in the coolest place. There was LOTS of open land and a pond, lots of things to chase and bark at like deer, turkey, rabbits, squirrels, cats, just to name a few. They also left lots of cool good smelly stuff to roll in. BOL I didn't have to have a leash or fence, I could run and play as much and as far as I wanted. Me and mama would take really long walks to the pond and I would chase the frogs and deer.
This weekend me and my family went on a little vacation to the lake. There were LOTS of other dogs there. I stayed away from most of them cause they were WAY bigger than me and a little bit mean.
There was however, a very cute (yeah right) doxie puppy. He tried to kill mama with doxie kisses and she kept letting him. Everyone thought I was being a little too rough for the poor little thing. (again, yeah right) He had used his mind control to get all the furless ones. He would lay in their laps and cover them with those doxie kisses. They would oooo and aaahhh and giggle like a bunch of kids. Then he would attack me and bite with those razors he had for teeth.
One particular time during his mind control session on my furless aunt, he jumped down from her lap and attacked me. I was attacking back when my furless aunt reached to pick him up. I was not through with my attack so I grabbed him with my front paws. My furless aunt was pulling his tail side and I was pulling his head side. I think he stretched another good 6 inches. Maybe that's how they came to be so long, hmmm, it's a thought..............................