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News From Under the Bed

Ack! Worms!

So mom took me to the vet today. They've just moved into a brand new building, and boy is it nice--lots of new smells. I have to tell you, though, that there's a strange green doggie that smells odd standing out on the front stoop. I sniffed him, and he didn't smell like any doggie I've encountered before!

Unlike some doggies, I actually don't mind the vet. I get lots of treats and attention from the people that work there, which is all right with me! Mom helped load me up on the scale, and I weigh nearly 48lbs now, which is five more than the last time I went. (This is a good thing, my mom says.) The nice vet man said that I have a pretty coat and that I was a beautiful dog. Mom was proud.

So I took some tests, and they said I was heartworm neg and whipworm neg (I had whipworms awhile ago--a souvenier from Katrina). We were all hunky-dory on the way home, until we got a call from the vet that said I had...

*sigh*

Hookworms. The test read neg. until we left the vet, and then it turned positive. (At least that's what the lady said.) How did this happen?? Now I have to take special medicine. I hope it tastes good.

Howling

Howling is the best! I've always been a pretty quiet doggie, you know. I don't really feel the need to bark too much, and though I usually whine to get Mom and Dad's attention, I rarely growl at anything. Howling, however, howling is a way to express yourself.

It's so fun to try and match pitch with sirens and to drown out jet noise. I love it. It is, however, a bit unnerving to be practicing your vocals and then look up to see your mom staring at you bewilderedly. She just doesn't understand, I think, which is strange, since she does a whole lot of howling when she's taking a shower or driving in the car.

Ooh, and you know how mom was telling everyone I was being so good? Well, I couldn't let her think that I'm so perfect, so I chewed up her sunglasses this morning. They didn't taste so good, incidentally.

It's been awhile

It's been awhile since I've journaled, but I'll update you on my busy life.

For starters, I'm so glad that it's nice outside! I don't have to worry about my paws being cold or this stuff they call snow and frost--especially in the mornings. I am not really a morning doggie, as you can see by my current profile pic. My parents get up and ready themselves for work in the mornings, and I burrow under their blankets, all warm and cuddly. I'll even ignore them if I'm really comfortable--I'd much rather be in their warm bed then in my doggie bed.

My separation anxiety is also decreasing, which makes mom and dad really relieved. I haven't chewed anything up while they were gone for quite some time now. I did, however, get one of mom's heeled sandals while she was in the shower the other day. She was not happy--apparently she liked them. Dad's softball is also a fun new toy I like to dig out when noone's looking.

I've taken up a few new hobbies: jumping over six-foot fences and howling at the jets flying overhead. I don't do the former too often, because once I got stuck in the neighbor's backyard. No fun. The latter, however, the latter I'm getting pretty good at. Aw-rooooo!

Mom made an appointment for me to go to the vet on Thurs. Heartworm check! I don't know want any wormies in my body, so maybe I'll be good and comply. Mom is also going to enroll me in obedience training again. She says I'm a smart doggie and that I need to put my brain to use. *sigh* At leat I'll meet new friends. My old pup pal, Haylie, moved away when her mom received orders to go somewhere else. I need a new friend!

The K-9 Carnival in Va. Beach is this weekend. Do you think if I'm really, really good Mom and Dad will take me? I hope so!