now we are three

we had a birthday the other day, satterday. and so we both got baths and haircuts. we thought that meant we were gonna go somewhere special to celebrate but nope we just got baths and haircuts. We did get lots of extra hugging. Eileen came along to wash shake and wag, and it was Eileen gave us our haircuts. then just when we were perfeckly clean and gorgeous and ready to go out strutting or something everyone went to Ostin and we had to stay here. Eileen musta stayed in Ostin because I looked all over for her when Mom and Dad came back and I didn't find her yet. I guess Mom and Dad lost her again. i don't know why she keeps coming back they are just going to lose her again.

mom is walking again

Mom is walking like normal again, without the big metal sticks, but still with that ginormous shoe thing on. So if we see her barefoot we have to get over there and check out her feet! See if they still smell right! See if the toes are back to pink instead of purple!
Well yes, now that you mention it, she did scream this morning when I stepped on her foot while I was checking its color, how did you know?

mom stays home now with those big metal sticks

We don't get it but it's OK for us because we have more company now---even Eileen is here. Mom stays home and she always has those big metal sticks with her, the ones that she puts in her armpits and holds and then hops on only one foot. the other foot is big and purple and sometimes makes her cry. she says she can't see a doctor because workingman's curse won't let her, or sumpin like that, so she is waiting for it to be bad enough to go to the ER. The ER? the errrrr? Is that like grrrrr? How do you go to the errrrrr? That's a dog word! I don't think Mom knows what it means.

mom we don't know what those things are that you are always- carrying with you

MOm! What are those two big stick things that you carry with you under your arms wherever you go? THey make a clanky sound! You clunk around like a lummox with them! We would like to respectfully requestfully ask you not to hit us with them to get us to move! Whatever stupid thing you did to your foot it IS NOT OUR FAULT

i just want to play with the little lizards, honest

i watch the little lizards that live in the lantana (mom is writing a song) and would like to play with them. they scurry around so fast it looks like they are having a great life. i just want a little taste of that great life! Literally!

its so humiliating but i'll do it to get mom to pay- attention to me

i sold out. I just couldn't figure out a way to get out of learning "Paw". Mom sits in front of me and says "Paw", and I look away and I look around and I close my eyes and I pretend she isn't there but she wears me down with her strong will. eventually I give her my paw and then she laughs and cuddles me and rubs me and it seems worth it. but then it starts all over again. She says "Paw" and waits for me to give her my foot, so I hem and haw and pretend there is an amazing movie being shown on the wall, and finally i give up again but I take pride in this, I give her the WrOng foot on the second time around. She still takes it and laughs and hugs me. Then Bobo gets in the way giving her his paw right and left, he just wants to be her puppy love slave. he has no pride whatsoever that big galoot

mom took me to the vet and i showed them that the problem is- FLEAS living on me

mom was tres embarrassed but of course I had flea medicine on, mom is a good dog owner. She put Frontline on me on March 2nd, and I have been scratching and itching for 2 or 3 weeks. so the doc said she better put flea killer in the yard, and maybe the house, though mom dad and Bobo don't have fleas. and of course i got some more FRontline on Saturday. But here is what the vet said that mom liked:

"You can tell a confident dog, he lets you give him a physical with no struggle or panic. This dog's pulse is just chugging along like clockwork" and Mom said "well duh he does think he is the king of San Antonio"

hummmphhhh they're my feet and I'll lick them if i want to

The thing is that I don't want to lick them after Mom sprays them with bitter apple. I am starting to wish that Mom would just take her boyfriend Boris with her and move out.

so

mom didn't let me have the computer last week cuz she was always using it so I didn't get to write about how they found ANOTHER way to get us wet. it is called Wash Shake and Wag and it is a store down on Main Street where there are 4 big doggie washing tubs with power hoses and hair dryers and mom and dad took us there for baths. without even asking Melissa the lady who works there gave them the doggie soap for really stinky dirty dogs. WHA? ME? Mom washed my neck and ears harder than she usually does because usually she has to bend over and it hurts but at Wash Shake and Wag the doggie tubs are up high so she can reach my neck and ears just fine. I hope that the recession hits Wash Shake and Wag or else I think mom and dad are going to take us there every Saturday

Oh also guess what Ninarina was here! She wasn't too happy because the cedar trees in Ostin are still making her sick. so she doesn't like to go outside. So she didn't get to go to the dog park.

new titles!

Did you see we have new titles? Yup! What that means is that now we all live in one place and we don't have to go for 6-hour-long car rides twice a month.
This shiny house is great and there are lots of light beams and a great big back yard and we are really happy!

But we did get expelled from school (Mom's college where she teaches) this morning cuz someone who takes care of the stray cats didn't like us chasing her frippin stray cats. None of us get why cats are allowed to run free and kill birds and spray their stinky pee wherever they want and dogs have to be kept tied up.