Long Time, No Bark...Again

The world has been topsy turvy at the Cozy Little House.
It turns out Daddy wasn't ok after all. Sadly, they found out he had a brain tumor. They told him he was going to die. He has been having all kinds of things done to his head in the past year. They shot zappo beams at it. The zappo beams made his hair fall out in a stripe all around his head. They gave him pills that make him sick and crabby. And, lots of people all over the world have been praying for him.
At first, they said he would die within two years. Now, a miracle has happened! The huge, horrible killer tumor shrunk SO much, they say maybe he won't die for many more years! The doctors didn't expect this, but all the people who pray did! Even one of the doctors says it has to be the prayers.
She says God gives us medical tools to use, but they will only go so far by themselves. Thank you, God! Or, doG, as we canines call him!

So, let's see. Faye-wise, things are pretty ok. Dodie is still around. She is causing all kinds of havoc, because somehow the vets found out why her food was making her sick all her life, and fixed that, much to my horror.
I am the queen around here, and suddenly, SHE is bossing me around!

I am still having all kinds of magical adventures with my friends, the Corgitales.
We adopted a Tiger, named Tigger at Safe Haven Rescue Zoo in Inlay Nevada. He is a cutie. We bought him a ball for Valentines Day. He loves it! His story was really sad before they rescued him. You can read all about him at:http://tiny.cc/zpixx .

That's all for now.
Hi to my friends, Kaley Corgi, (Belated congrats on your ribbons!), the Eins, the other Faye, and the NPC's!

Finally, I get a turn on here!

Many things have happened since I last got a chance to get on Dogster.
We moved to a new house, very cozy, sorta little, thus its name, The Cozy Little House, or CLH. I didn't like it at first, but now I think it is wonderful. I have a special hiding spot behind a bench in Mommy and Daddy's room.
Daddy was sick. His head exploded, I think. They made him go to the hospital, and everyone was very sad, and they all cried a lot. Auntie Lisa (Mommy's sister) came down to visit, and so did Grandfather and Jan (Daddy's stepmother). I liked that part. Then Daddy went to the horspittle.
Dodie and I stayed at Uncle Doctor Willis's for a couple of nights, but then we came home and stayed with Sally and Mommy, except for the night Mommy stayed at the horspittle hotel.
Then Daddy came home. He has staples in his head! It is really cool. And he is OK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No one is sad anymore.
My friend Mr. Jim came and gave him a zigzag mohawk hairstyle. He looks funny.
Let's see, what else is new. Oh, yes! I met one of my PupPals, Chico, for real. He came over to play, and now we are best friends. His mom and my mom are friends, too. She got to meet Mizzy and Mr Walter, the wizard.
We are all going to go on a walk together. Soon, I hope.
Mommy got a new camera. That is BAD! I hate cameras. No pictures of Faye, please.
The end, for today.

With Apologies to Mr Shakespeare

Dedicated to my friend Mizzy, the Poetess Laureate of our Yahoo Group, "thecorgisspeak"

How To Ruin A Rug
by Faye

Find a Puddle, three days old,
Big enough for it to hold
All these things which I have tried,
Some from which I nearly died.

Eye of gecko, toe of frog,
Stir it on a night of fog.
Bubble, bubble, it's no trouble.
Doggie mischief on the double.

Sandal made of finest leather,
Stir them gently with a feather
From a catbird, dead and wet.
Eat one whole, and fool your vet!

Add some undies. Pick the best.
I like bras and socks. The rest
I leave to you to choose.
A modest list, you can peruse.

Kleenex, dead rat, baby bird,
Other doggy's fresh made t*rd,
Cd cases, cds, too!
All these can go in the stew.

Now, lap it up, dear puppy mine.
Drink long. Drink deep. It tastes divine!
Run inside, and then just wait.
Help your mom redecorate.

Copyright 2006 Ann-Marie Meyers (for Faye)
all rights reserved

BORING!

It has been dullsville around here. Mommy had surgery two weeks ago, and it did NOT go well. She got very sick. A medicine they gave her got mixed up inside her with some other medicine she takes and really screwed her up. (She has something called epilepsy.) It made her body keep too much of her regular medicine inside of her.
Then she got some kind of bird in her mouth called thrush, but she wouldn't spit it out and let ME eat it. She went to the doctor and got some medicine to make it go away, but that medicine is making her kinda sick, too.
So she is no fun at all. All she does is sit around and read books and take naps, and give me little hugs sometimes.
She promises she will be all better really soon, and we will go for some fun walks, and tumble around on the floor and play again.
Until then....boring... boring... boring... sigh.

Fabulous Famous Fluffy Faye!!

I'm a Daily Diary Pick!!!! I had better do something interesting quick!
Lessee here.........yesterday Mommy started to teach me how to jump through a hula hoop. I am quite keen on it, because on the other side of the hoop there is always a "tweet" from "Three Dog Bakery". I am not jumping very high yet, because my poor little back legs just are not getting the hang of it, and then keep hitting the bar, as it were.
Who cares! I still get the "tweet".
Some guys came to fix the broken airconditioning unit, but Mommy wouldn't let me help them. She made us go in our little houses. I could have handed them their tools or something, and chewed on the ones they weren't using.
Other than that, it is boring, boring, boring around here. What is a corgi dog to do, when it is 102 outside?
Mommy has promise we will go Geocaching as soon as this awful Texas heat breaks. That will be in October sometime. For those of you who don't know what Geocaching is, it is treasure hunting, using a handheld GPS receiver. Lots of fun, and good exercise too.
Here is a link to the website:
http://www.geocaching.com
Give it a try.
Oh, yes! Hi, to all my Yahoo friends!
That's all for today, and thanks, Dogster for picking me today!
Faye

My Barkday Present

I DID get a barkday present. It is a big floppy doggy, with squeakers everywhere you care to bite. I am going to have lots of fun pulling them out for sure! But the best fun of all is when Daddy holds it far above my head, and I jump and jump and try to grab it away from him. Then, when I do, I savage it wickedly. GRRRRRRRRRR.
Not a bad barkday, after all.

My Barkday

T0day is my 3rd Barkday, but you wouldn't know it. Nothing is going on around here. It is a total yawner. No cake, no presents. Mommy on the computer all day, Sally (skin sister) and Daddy at work. What gives???? Something better happen tonight, or there will be shredded stuff all over the place!