The Swimming Pool

Mommy and Grandma bought one of those rubber type swimming pools that are susposed to be easy to assemble. Mommy decided to put it together and Grandmas was susposed to help. Ha, Grandma didn't really help at all. She just sat there all helpless and let Mommy do all the work, which wasn't as easy as they said it would be. After a ton of naughty words from Mommy, she finally stopped working on the pool and stood inside of it. Good for her, I thought, until Grandma lifted me up and brought me over to Mommy in the pool. Soon I was submerged in water. Mommy was holding on to me and telling me to move my legs, but I really wasn't in the mood. I hate that water filled pool. Angel hates it too. Kipper is ok with it, from what Mommy says he's a really good swimmer! As soon as he gets out of the pool he gets all crazy and starts running around the yard like a little maniac. He has no dignity. Next time I see Mommy in the pool and Grandma coming to get me, I'm going to run all over the yard and make Grandma catch me. I'm faster with only 2 good legs than Kipper and Angel with 4!

Later!
Buster

Snuggle time with Mommy

Well this weekend went by to fast. Mommy is already at work and I'm back in my crate. Over the weekend, Mommy spent alot of time with us. She did leave for awhile on Saturday to go to garage sales and on Sunday she went to see a movie, but yesterday we had all day together. So I ignored her as much as possible! When we went outside I sat by Grandma and wouldn't go by Mommy when she called. Ha! Ok, theres a reason I had to do it. On Friday, Mommy and I were laying on the lawn chair in the yard and I gave her about 20 kisses. I'm not a kisser by nature and I think that I spoiled her. She kept asking me for kisses the next day and was really getting out of hand expecting me to give her kisses. I showed her!

I can't wait for her to get home so I can ignore her some more!

Mommy went to work today

I hate the week days when Mommy has to go to work. She makes me sleep in a crate with a pillow and a giant fluffy comforter, but I hate it, hate it, hate it. I try to hide on the bed when I see shes ready to go, but she always finds me. I guess my power of be invisable isn't working. What I don't get is that Angel loves to go in her crate. She runs to it and waits for Mommy to open it and let her in. Kipper, well he just does what Mommy says, no questions asked, whether he likes it or not. I have made it perfectly clear to Mommy that I hate my crate. I always give her the raised left side of my mouth look. (I only use the double raised side of the mouth look if I'm really preturbed!) Oh well, Grandma comes and gets us in the afternoon, lets us out and then we wait for Mommy to come home from work. I am soooooooo happy when Mommy comes home from work, so is Kipper and Angel. We all run around her and she pets us and tells us how much she misses us while she is at work. I wish she'd win the lottery so that she could stay home all day and snuggle and watch TV and go for walks, like on the weekend!

I'm back and I have something more to say!

Well it's almost summer time and Mommy has been taking me, Kipper and Angel for alot more walks! I love going for walks, even though my Mommy makes me wear my wheelies. Also, she's been making me wear these stupid shoes on my back feet. I'm not to happy about that, but I guess it keeps my toes from getting scrapped and bleeding. Anyways, aside from all of that I love my walks! I want to smell everything there is to smell in the world! The flowers, the grass, the trees, even the air smells good to me! My sister Angel likes going for walks, too. She is very bad on the leash though, and Mommy has to squirt her with the water bottle. Angel likes to bark at every dog she sees. Even super big dogs that could eat her in one bite! Bark, bark, bark, then squirt, squirt, squirt! Angel thinks shes a German Shepard and not a teensy 15 pound dachshund. She acts so tuff! Then there's Kipper, he doesn't like to go for walks because, well between you and me, hes a bit tubby! He stays right by Mommy's side and is afraid of everything. Mommy does her best to tell him what a good walker he is to build his self-confidence, but it takes him awhile to get into the spirit of the walk! Not me though! I love to walk and greet all the of world! I'm just that kind of guy!

I have something to say...

Hi,

I'm Buster, an 7 year old doxie who is handicapped. I have disc disease and am paralyzed in my back legs. But that does not stop me. Nothing does. I run and play as much as my brother and sister, Kipper and Angel. I bark when I want my mom to do things for me. I used to have to wear wheels to get around, but now I can walk without them! I can even run! I don't have complete control of my bowels or bladder, but mommy helps me with that. I feel bad sometimes when I poop, but Mommy cleans it up and tells me its ok and that its not my fault. She always gives me kisses. I'll give her a kiss once in awhile, but I don't want to spoil her! I know she loves me alot though! If you ever have problems with your back, check out this web site: www.dodgerslist.com or e-mail my Mommy at buttercuplynn@yahoo.com. She'll talk to your Mommy or Daddy and try to help you get through this.

I'll write more about my life soon!