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I'm so sorry to say that I had to have Bailey pts this afternoon.
He had an agressive side, and he seemed to be getting more and more agressive for some reason lately. Today, he attacked Bandit. Bandit is okay, but it was the last straw.
I tried everything I could think of to get his agressiveness under control, but it was his nature.
Most of the time, Bailey was a great dog. His diaries were so much fun, because that's who he was...most of the time. Most of the things in his diaries were true. I rarely embellished (it would be hard to make a lot of that stuff up...my dog was just goofy). I couldn't bring myself to write about the mean things he did because I didn't want anyone to think less of him, because he was my life, my heart, my baby.
I don't know how I'm going to get through this. I just have to focus on the fact that I gave him a great life, and all the fun things we did together.
Please hug your furkids close to you...they are so precious!
I can't believe it!! I just can't believe it!!! An intruder breached the security of my backyard! Holy cow!!
I had been outside earlier in the morning, but, as per my usual routine, I had gone back to bed after getting my treat.
I was completely content, snoozing away. I am soooo not a morning dog!! Mom, who had gotten up early with a headache (her last day of work due to a permanent layoff), was brushing her teeth and walked out into the living room (not something she normally does). As she glanced out the window at the deck, she became a bit confused. There was an animal on the deck. MY deck.
It was a cat!! A cat!! A cat on my deck!!! This wasn't one of those black and white striped cats that my pal Gizmo dealt with (with convincing results...he's a tough guy like myself). This was an honest-to-goodness, sneaky, meowing, I-wasn't-put-on-this-earth-to-please-humans, c-a-t!!!
Mom opened the door and stomped her feet (Tyler's sandbox was sitting on the deck uncovered...need I say more). The cat took off.
Thankfully, the rucus mom caused did not rouse me from my slumber.
Mom decided I needed to make sure that the cat had indeed left the premisis (my yard). She came in the bedroom, uncovered me and picked me up (still, I managed to stay asleep). It wasn't until mom put my feet on the floor that I woke up. I noticed that she seemed pretty excited about something outside.
I ran out the door and caught a whiff of something strange. That's when I realized what had happened. I scoured the yard, searching for the intruder, but was unsuccessful.
Finally, mom said she had to leave for work (would hate to be late for her very last day). This meant that I needed to give up the search and come inside (of course, she covered the sandbox before we headed in).
I spent most of the afternoon outside with grandpa, putzing around in the backyard. I checked the whole yard and still have no idea how that cat got into the yard. I think I'll be camping outside tonight, just to make sure he doesn't try it again!!
So that's how I'm now known by my many fans. "That Dog".
This was the weekend I had been looking forward to all year. The Telegraph Cruise was held yesterday, and I was there in all my glory. What a wonderful time I had!
We started the weekend off on Friday. I went with mom and grandpa in the '64 1/2 Mustang convertible to see some fans of mine. Okay, so they are friends of grandpa, but they always ask about me when I'm not with him.
On our way there, mom asked grandpa to stop by McDonald's (fine dining). As we waited in the drive-thru line, the passenger in the car ahead of us got out of the vehicle and came towards us, carrying her cell phone. No, she didn't have a call for us. She wanted to take my picture with her cell!! I had my Doggles on, and she said that I was just the cutest thing she'd ever seen!! I hammed it up and gave her what she wanted. She patted me on the head, thanked mom and got back in her car (she didn't even offer to buy me dinner!). The papparazzi is everywhere these days!!
We headed off to grandpa's friends' house on the Detroit River. I did some great sniffing (they have a Westie), and we all jumped in our respective cars (classics) and headed off for some early cruising. We had a great time. We even took time to stop and watch the other early cruisers. I took that opportunity to thank my biggest fans by climbing from mom's lap into Barb's lap (without any prompting). I put my front paws on her shoulders and gave her some kisses. Then, I climbed from her lap onto her husband, Dan's lap, and attempted to cover him with kisses to. He was a little less receptive (grandpa said it's because they are "cat" people...and cats aren't known for showing their affection in such an extroverted fashion). It was a nice way to spend the evening.
On Saturday, we headed off for the Main Event. Telegraph Cruise '09. People out in their classic cars, with other people lining the road, watching the action.
As we cruised, many people were waving to me and smiling at the sheer joy I was feeling. Or, maybe it had something to do with the Doggles...who knows?
As we passed this one group of people on our first lap of the day, we heard this one man comment to his friends, "There's 'that dog'! I've seen him before!" Wow...I have a following!!
Later, as we made another lap, the same man commented to his friends, "There's 'that dog' I was telling you about!" Wow...people are talking about me!!
While we were at a red light, these teenage girls, who were holding a car wash for their cheerleading squad, went on and on about how cute I was. One girl even said that I was the "pimpest dog" she'd ever seen. Um, I'm not sure what that means, but I'm taking it as a compliment. They also ran over so they could pet me and take my picture.
Even on our way home, the adoration continued. We pulled up to a light and the man in the car next to us turned down his very loud radio to ask about me (I didn't even have my Doggles on). And, as we were passing a limo with a wedding party in it, they rolled down the window to say what a cool dog I was (with my Doggles back on).
A lot of dogs could get a fat head out of all this. But, my family really helps keep my paws on the ground. I wish they would knock it off!!
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