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Thoughts from the Court Jester of Schnauzerville

I'm at Rainbow Bridge now

I wasn't getting much better and was barely eating. The vet didn't feel she could do any more for me. Mom was so sad when she brought me a burger and I turned it down, and knew it was time.
I was very quiet with my chin propped on Mom's arm - I always loved to prop my chin, especially on Mom. They gave me one shot, and Mom sang to me and told me I was the best thing $29 ever could have bought, and that I'd brought her 9 years of laughter since that day at the shelter when I was ony 4.
They gave me another shot, and suddenly, here I was with Syd and Ralph and my beautiful girlfriend Miracle, watching over Mom. I wish I could make her laugh now - she sure needs it.
Rocke, keep her warm at night, and Raoudi, please be silly and get her to smile. Annie, I know you're even older than me, but protect our yard from cats and our house from mice and crickets as long as you can. To you foster boys, I hope you find a home where they love you like Mom loved me.
Mom, I'm not as far away as you think. Every time you feel an elbow in your ribs at night, every time you scratch sombody's ears and they thump their foot, every time somone makes you laugh even if you don't feel like it, know that I'm here.

Love,
Bogart

Oh, Deer!

My sister's appetite hasn't been great, so Momma figures she's old and should get whatever she wants. Well, helloooo - I'm only like 2 years younger. Shouldn't I get goodies, too?
I still have really good days, but some bad ones, too, when the weater changes. The vet says it has to do with the barometric pressure and the fluid buildup on my heart.
Saturday I was jumping around because Aunt Barb and Uncle Steve were here, today I'm moving like I'm 110 years old and coughing.
Well, dear Aunt Barb sent us something called venison. I figured, it had a funny name and was skeptical, until I found out those silly humans weren't calling it what it really was: deer meat!
Of course, Mom tries to stetch it out with rice, but I'm a pro at eating around what I don't want. Yummy!

Let us eat cake!

My birthday is coming up - I'm gonna be a teenager!

Ms. Cheap went to Dollar Tree and found some little silicon cake pans, and found cake mix on sale. Now, Ms. Cheap aka Momma loves nothing better than a bargain.

So, I got my birthday cake early. Not even a dogie cake, but a real human cake, shaped like a star. Yum! Momma says I'm so skinny what could it hurt. It's a small pan, so there was just nough for us all to have a little piece, but mine was bigger.
Sis says she wants Mom to use the heart pan and make a pink one for her birthday. Me, I'm just gald to get cake.

Then today, the nice Dogster people put a turkey on my page. Hope it'll give Momma some ideas.. You don't even have to seperate eggs to cook a turkey, right?