Nicknames: My full name is Parker Trump, my registered name is Parke Avenue Prince. My other nicknames are P dog, Parkerbutt, Sock Monster, NO! STOPIT PARKER! (at least I think that's a nickname), supermodel, Pakalaka and Parker the Giant Pomeranian.
Birthday: June 21st 2005
Likes: Going to work at my store, playing with new doggies, being outside, traveling, eating treats, RAW FEEDING, and best of all- BELLYRUBS!!!
Pet-Peeves: Not getting my way, being put in my crate, dogs not liking me, not getting treats, not being outside, not getting bellyrubs
Favorite Food: I'm a RAW FOOD BOY! Turkey necks, beef kidney, chicken, turkey, venison
Favorite Walk: Michigan Avenue, Millbrook Exchage Park in Raleigh, Central Park and 5th Avenue in NYC
Best Tricks: Being cute, sit, shake, down, "Wanna go see Pen Pen?", heel, place, Hi-5, rub my belly, and I can find some of my toys by name!
Arrival Story: After the unexpected passing of my beloved cat Georgie whom I had raised since he was 2 weeks old, my other cat Allen and I were looking for someone else to love. While searching around the internet one day I came across a website where Parker was listed for adoption. A few weeks later he came into our lives!
Bio: Parker is a sweet, loving and spunky Pom. He was salutorian in his Puppy Kindergarten class and loves show people how he can sit and shake! He triumphed over surgery for luxating patellas and having 5 baby teeth removed. That's why he's my Million Dollar Baby!
Today I went for my weekly appointment with Dr. Curtis, my holistic vet. Since I got the itchy dog blues this summer thanks to allergies, she's been keeping me relatively itch free with acupuncture. I love Dr. Curtis. She may poke needles in me every week, but she also gives great belly rubs while the needles are doing their work.
So today we go to Integrative Pet care as usual and, as usual, the techs and Patient Coordinators fawn over me and give me lots of scratches and belly rubs. My weight today: 10.8lbs. Anywho, so we go back to the exam room and a woman walks in. I didn't recognize her- she's not one of the techs, not one of the PC's, and most definitely NOT Dr. Curtis. She said her name was Dr. Flaherty, and she was going to be doing my acupuncture today because Dr. Curtis was on maternity leave. What does that mean?, I asked Mom. Mom explained that that meant Dr. Curtis had a baby. WHAT?? I said. I'm the BABY! I'M THE BABY! Mom said Dr. Curtis had a little baby girl named Kennedy, and that some day I'll get to meet her. But for the next 6 weeks I'm going to be seeing Dr. Flaherty or Dr. Mayer.
Dr. Flaherty was very nice. She poked me with the needles, and when I instructed her that Dr. Curtis always rubs my belly when the needles are inserted she gladly obliged. But she's still not Dr. Curtis!
Dr. Curtis may be gone, but my friend Snowy is coming to visit next week! I can't wait! We've been pals for 2 years and he's even modeled for my store, but we've never met in the fur before!
Yesterday Jack Jack, Bebe and I got to hang out at Grandma's house. We've been doing that a lot lately, which I love. I love my Grandma! Whenever I see her I get so excited that I do the Pommie butt wiggle. When we go visit her, the second Mom opens the door Jack Jack and I shoot off to go find her.
Yesterday Mom opened the door and Jack Jack and I went to find Grandma. But wait... There's a strange smell. It's not a kitty... It's not a Wiener... What is it? I ran over to Grandma and gave her kisses. Then, I noticed it on the sideboard. A tank, like my turtle brother Sparty's. But it wasn't a turtle tank. Sparty's tank has rocks, water and a light. This tank had a wheel, shavings and a tube. I ran to the arm of the couch to try to see what was inside. I struggled to see and maintain my balance. Mom and Grandma talked for a little while, then Mom got up and moved the tank to the counter. I jumped up and down, up and down over and over again to try to see what was in the tank. Mom picked me up and told me it was a gerbil, and her name is Penelope. Grandma is gerbilsitting her for her neighbor's daughters while they go away. Then, Mom let me see the gerbil! I didn't get to sniff her in furson, but I got to lay next to her tank. She was very pretty- grey with white spots, and she was just as curious about me as I was her. I spent a few minutes talking to Penelope, then Mom put me down. Hopefully next time I'll get to sniff her!
For the past 6 weeks I've been taking Good Manners 2 with my trainer, Miss Debbie. Graduation was this week, and we played a game called "My Dog Can do that" to see who would be Valedictorian. It's a board game, and you choose a challenge card- either Beginner, Intermediate and Advanced. Each card has a challenge on it for a certain number of spaces depending on difficulty. Mom consistantly chose Advanced, and I consistantly was AWESOME! We had to do all sorts of wacky things- sit/stay, then she'd skip away, throw some treats down and I'd have to come past the treats. Sit/stay, she'd crawl away, then I'd have to lay down in front of her (that was really hard- I wanted to hump her leg). Lots of sit/stays. I was awesome every time! I never used to be able to sit/stay. I would get anxious and just couldn't do it. Thanks to Miss Debbie's guidance, it's finally kicked in. I beat everyone, and was named Valedictorian!!
After class we got to play for almost an hour! I ran around like a wild man and outran Miss Debbie's Boxer Nigel and Peyton, the wild Lab in class. I really enjoyed face fighting with Wilson, the Yorkie/Poodle and racing around getting chased by everyone! They couldn't match my Wild Pommie-ness!