To pee or not to pee, that is the question.

Welp, I went to the dogter man today. Mom took both me and Kiko last week for our yearly visit, and they said my pee was dirty!! Hey, it is pee, what do you expect?? *what, mom? Oh, I see.* What I mean is, it was full of bacteria and junk like that. Mom said she hadn't noticed me acting like anything was wrong. Of course not, I am thoughtful like that! But anyway, the dogter gave mom some antibiotics for me to take and told us to come back in a week. So today was just me and mom. I liked that, I don't get to be with mom by myself very often. But I wasn't happy that we wound up at the vetman's place. I didn't used to be so nervous, but I've had a few unpleasant visits to that place, and I am like an elephant--I don't forget! But today Dr. Eric said that everything looked great and I don't have to come back for six weeks!! That is a relief. I love the car rides, but I'd prefer to go to the Dairy Queen, if you don't mind.

Woo Hoo!

I've been chosen as Dog of the Day for today, September 12th!!! It is really cool because we were already celebrating my Uncle Dan's birthday. Now I'm all famous and popular just for being me!! Mom had to work some today (Boo! Except that is where the food comes from, she says), so on her way home she stopped off and got me some special dinner. Me and Kiko also went to the groomer today, so I could be all beautiful in case we had any visitors wanting my pawtograph or something. Dad has been kind of grumbling, saying he has won awards and HE never got a special dinner. As if. What could compare to this?? And I'm so thrilled that I've gotten lovely rosettes from my pals, and requests from others wanting to be my pal! Thank you to everydog for all the love. It has truly warmed my heart. What a special day this is!!

What's the problem, officer?

Ok, so I prefer, when I go outside to do my bidnez, to carry out a little something in my mouth. My galileo bone, or a nice soft squeaky toy. I'm not insecure. I may have an oral fixation, I suppose. I do like to lick--my paws, Kikos' ears, moms' feet. Plus, when you are a dog, the only way to carry around your important possessions is by mouth. Hey, humans take books into that little room where they do their bidnez. This is just my version of that. Which is why I don't understand why dad insists that I NOT carry items outside. So I don't bring them back in. I know where they are.

Can I help it if he is half blind? How else do you explain him running over stuff with the lawn mower??

Mmmmmmm, ice cream.

My pal Spring has tagged me! I'm supposed to say what kind of ice cream flavor I am. Ok, she tagged me last month, but you can't rush these things. This is important, so it took some thinking. Slowly, it dawned on me. I am this lovely brown color. I don't usually move fast, and getting too hot can make me practically melt into a puddle. Eureka!! I am peanut butter cup! Lovely, tasty, salty and delicious peanut butter, with just enough chocolate to sweeten it up!! Now tell me, can it get any better than this??

Noise machine, thy name is folly!!

I'm not really a summer kind of dog. I have too much fur--a double coat of it. I get hot. I love the sunshine and all, I just can't stay out in it too long. I loooovvvvve my house and the air conditioning, especially in the back bathroom where the light stays off and it is so cool lying on the floor. I can get in several power naps during the day. Or at least I could if there wasn't a power mouth in residence. Kiko. *sigh* She is one of those hyper alert dogs. You know the kind? They hear every little noise that occurs, and you know what happens then. Bark. barkbarkbarkbarkbarkbark. Inside or outside, it doesn't matter. I could hear her if she were wrapped in a blanket and stuffed in the trash can! (hmmm, I'll have to think on that one later...) There I am, sweetly snoozing in cool comfort, dreaming of ice cream cones and snowy days, when suddenly, I am rudely jolted awake by the alarm-o-matic! Now I love my family and I am protective of my house, so of course I HAVE to go see what all the commotion is about. If someone is daring to jog by my house, they are going to have to go through me!!! If I know about it. Which I wouldn't if I were still lying on the bathroom floor in cool dreaminess. But I can't help it, my protective nature won't allow me to do anything but come investigate. And usually it is nothing--the cat taunting Kiko by playing youcan'tcatchme, or a bird daring to sit on the fence. So I go charging outside, determined to save the day--only to find myself hot and out of breath and not knowing why!! Ah, I could cry for the lost sleep, the sweet dreams I'll never get back.........

Today is my birthday!

Da dum dedum dum dum!!! Yeppers, pups, today I am seven years old!! Now some might say that I have reached my golden years, but since I am golden colored anyway, that doesn't really seem all that different. All I've noticed is that Kiko has gotten even more annoying than she normall y is. Can't hardly get up in the morning before that girl wants to start playing. How about a decent stretch, a stroll to the door to see what is going on in the queendom, a bite of breakfast....HEY! Where is my breakfast, mom? Shouldn't it be something a bit more SPECIAL today?? I did get a bite of her cinnamon muffin this morning, which was very nice. What isn't nice is that she is getting ready to go to work. Humpf! On my birthday!! What was she thinking?!? Well, dad is here, so I guess I'll have to count on him to make my day special.

Oh, boy.

Maybe I'll just go back to bed.

Bits and pieces

Hello to all my pals, who probably think I fell off the face of the earth! It has been a whirlwind summer. Dad had his surgery to fix his tummy, and mom had to tend him for a while. People came to visit. Mom and dad went to Michigan to visit other people. I developed struvite crystals in my urine and started visiting the vet. I'd rather visit the dog bakery, if you don't mind.

Now it is October. My favorite month. Cooler days are starting. Makes me feel alive, the month of October does. I don't need no stinkin' sweater.

Things seem to be settling back into a more normal routine. Although using the word 'normal' in the same household where my sis Kiko lives is a bit of a stretch. There is nothing normal about that girl. *shakes head* Anyway, I hope to be back to scribing a little more regularly now. I wouldn't advise holding your breath, but you can check in occasionally. As grandpa always says, even a blind hog finds an acorn every now and then.

I'm the birthday girl!!

Today is my birthday! Mom has to work, but she said that when she gets home, she has some special treats for me that she got for me while she was in Charleston. Plus there is a can of green tripe waiting on the counter--yummy!! Until then, I'll get to play with dad (he is off work today), wrestle with Kiko, and generally be in charge around the house. Sounds like a pretty typical day!! Gee, I wonder if I'll get a tiara or something pretty like that to wear?

Life is good!

Wow!! I'm a Diary Pick of the Day!! If that isn't a great way to start out the day, I don't know what is. Mom has to work today, but she promises that tonight we will have a small celebration. We like to celebrate around here. Diary pick--celebrate!! Sunny day--celebrate!! Cat outside my fence--celebrate loudly!!

Dad says that mom goes overboard, but I think he is just jealous.

Thank you, Dogster!! I feel so special!!

A quick update on Dad

HE IS COMING HOME TOMORROW!!!!!! He is much, much better, and his people vet said he could eat and everything!! In about a month they will do a much less difficult surgery to fix his tummy, which makes us all want to do the dance of joy!!!

Thank you for all your love and concern. I'll write more after dad is home and we are all settled down.