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Life with Roxy

Life Aroud Our House

My Mom is always surprising us...sometimes the surprises are Great...sometimes I just don't like them very much.

A couple of weeks ago she brought a Surprise home...a Really great new friend, his name was Bernard-we just called him Bernie. The very next day she put me and Dozer into the car and we went for a Very Long Drive...Surprise-and not a good one-we met Dozers new Dad, and his new sister...then we Left Dozer and came home!!! I am still not happy about that.

Well, Moe and Bernie were waiting for us at home, that helped some...but they still weren't Dozer.

Then, Sunday, another one of Mom's Surprises...This Lady came to our house and took Bernie!!! I just don't get it...how dare they all get so happy...I think that I want to bite Mom sometimes. I liked Bernie...

Well, Mom was gone on Thursday and came home smelling like other Dogs. Then on Friday, Surprise AGAIN!!! Another Dog. How much does she think that we can take of this??? Well, maybe I am starting to understand, just a bit. Me and Moe, we stay. She wouldn't DARE let someone come and take Moe, and I am certainly NOT going anywhere...These kids are pretty scared and sad when they come here. They don't feel very well either. Not like me and Moe.

Anyway, right now we have Carly. She is my Friend. I really like Carly. We are the same size. We do EVERYTHING together. But, I have a feeling that she will leave too. That is how this seems to work.

The Dogs that sleep on Mom and Dads bed stay. The ones that sleep in the crate leave. I guess that we will just have fun while they are here.

Long Time, No Write

Well, Mommy decided that I needed Company, I was toooooo Bored without Boxer Friendship. I have it now. Lots of it. Did it help??? Hehehe, NO!!!

I am, what is called by some, a "Teenager". I can be pretty Rotten. Then, about the time that Mom would TRULY Love to wring my neck, I give her my Big Puppy Dogs eyes, and that pretty much takes care of my situation...all is good in my world again:) I have gotten into her closet and stolen clothes, broken some pottery, learned to open nightstand drawers to get to things in there and my personal favorite...open all the doors in the house!!! Oh, my boys, Moe and Dozer, just Loved it when I did that!!! They thought that I was sooooooo smart. Then Mom went and bought these round door knobs that I can't open, Darn Her!!!

I Love My Boys!!! I get to keep Moe, he is mine forever. Mom says that Dozer will go to his Forever Home when he is Adopted. I am not sure that I like that idea...I will miss him terribly. Then we will do this again...Hmmmm, I guess that I will make a lot of new Boxer Friends.

When Dozer came to stay, we all got Kennel Cough. Mom thought that we had been vaccinnated-she was wrong. I got it worse than anyone and ended up at the Vets. I was sooooo sick. They did something called a sub-cutanious fluids, or somesuch. I looked like a Camel!!! But it didn't stay that way for very long...good thing, it was NOT very attractive on a Boxer. Mom found out that Kennel Cough gave me a Very Sore Throat...I would have told her that, but I was in No position to talk. She had to switch all of us to Canned Innova to get our Fluid levels back up. Odd thing, Better Fluid Levels, Less Coughing, Easier to eat and drink. We all soon started to get much better.

I am probably the Last Dog that my Mommy and Daddy will ever get as a Puppy. I have heard them discussing that. They say that unless they decide to "Show", and Dad says that He Really wants to do that, they will stick to Rescue Only. I know that I have been a handfull, but have I really been THAT traumatic??? Wait guys, don't answer that!!! I know your reasons, you want to help other Dogs that need homes, and Mom grew up with lots of rescued animals.

Just so that EVERYONE Knows...I am Roxy, I run the Show in my House, the Guys follow My Lead-even though I am the smallest and the Youngest!!! I am Beautiful, Smart and can jump short fences in a single bound...then Moe comes after me and grabs my collar and its all over with. (perfect Moe, mama's pet...butt sniffer)

I got Spayed

I don't know that I am as happy about this situation as my boyfriend Moe is. I need more sleep and time to get better than he does. I always need more sleep than Moe, that boy gets up tooooo darn early for me.

The Day that we went to the Vet Hospital, Mom came back to bed and cuddled with me for an hour before she got into the shower and got dressed. It was no big deal to go to the back with our Vet Tech, I have done that before, for shots. It Was a big deal to not come right back out to Mom.

The next Morning, the Vet Tech took out my IV and put me on my leash, walked me to the door, and there was my MOM!!! I started to run to her, then I saw Moe!!!!!! Sorry Mom, but you understand. I ran for my MOE!!!

At home I had to snoop and make sure that nothing had changed. I checked on my Pomeranians, they still think that I am too big, and scarry. I barked a bit at them...they ran under chairs. Yep, that still works for me.

I don't like to run into the door frames, like Moe does. I refuse to run right now, I will just stick to a slow walk. I did spend some time playing rougher than I should have, then I took a pill and went to bed. I curled up on a pillow, next to My Momma, and fell asleep. Sometimes a girl just wants her Mom.

I am told that I will be ok, very soon, and that this surgery was a "good" thing for me. All I know is that I have a cone on my head, my tummy is not right, and I spent a night in a cage in a strange place. I don't want to do anything like this again. I just want to stay close to my Mom for right now and get lots of hugs and pets.

Roxy