Boxer Cardiomyopothy

Today I found out I have Boxer Cardiomyopothy. I thought it was going to be one of my usual fun trips to the vet (I LOVE the vet!!), but then mom started crying and I knew something wasn't right. She told me that I have an irregular heart rhythm and that it could lead to me fainting because I'm not getting enough blood to my organs and brain. Luckily that hasn't happened yet. Mom is upset, but she's glad she knows what is going on. They started me on medicine which might be able to help delay some of the effects. But, I keep telling mom I have lived a long happy life and that things like this happen. I am still one happy Boxer!

What does moving mean?

Mom and dad keep talking about something called moving. I don't know what that means except when they tell me to move when I'm in the way. But they say this is something different. They say I will have to pack up all my toys and blankets, beds...EVERYTHING! What am I supposed to do with no toys? They said my toys will be gone for a while in a few weeks so I better get back to killing those squeakers, ripping out those fluffy guts and whatever else I can get done between now and then! I've got lots of work to do!

I DID IT!!!

You won't believe it! I caught my first lizard of the season! Mom pointed it out to me. I chased it through the grass and it ran out on the concrete and I pounced on it! It is a great day indeed! I can't believe it. Maybe I can get another one tomorrow.

I got a tail!

So, the other day when we were on a walk I spotted a lizard. The silly thing was on the sidewalk and there was no grass in sight for it to hide in. I pulled mom along as I chased it and I got a tail! I don't know where the rest of the lizard went, but I did get the tail. That's the tricky thing about those lizards, they will drop their tails to distract you. I can't believe I fell for it!

Lizard hunting

I consider myself a bit of an expert lizard hunter, but I am definitely having a run of bad luck. I have not caught one lizard all summer. I blame this on my mom because she won't take that stupid leash off. How am I supposed to be able to chase a lizard down when I'm hooked to her? I don't think she understands how fast those guys are. Hmmmm. Back to napping. I've got to conserve my energy for tonights lizard hunt.

No more chemo!!!!

After 6 months of taking these yucky chemo pills, I can stop!!! My vet got my mast cell tumors under control....haven't had one in months! We just hope that they don't come back. Only bad thing is I will get one less pill pocket with my breakfast and dinner. And, I love my pill pockets!

I need a new whine

I think my tweet is losing its effectiveness. When I want sometime, maybe a treat, to be fed or a drink out of my fountain, I just do this little tweety whine. It always works, but lately, especially when I want a treat, mom and dad just look at me like they have no idea what I'm saying. They always say "No Abe, you are on a diet." What is a diet? If it means no treats, I don't like it! I've got to work on a new whine, something cuter than my tweet. Anyone out there have any suggestions?

Back from France

We just got back from France and I just gotta say.....what fun! There was so much to do! I love France! They let me pretty much go wherever I want. Into stores, restaurants, everything. And everyone was so nice, especially the dogs.

I rode this thing my mom called a metro (others call it a subway). I call it an underground beast! You have to walk down to its underground lair where it burrows through tunnels in the ground. Then you walk into its belly and ride it through those tunnels until it decides to stop and let you out. The noises that came out of that thing were kind of scary at first, but I got used to it. It just got pretty hot in there.

I went to the Eiffel Tower. I don't know really what that is. Mom pointed it out but it just looked like a really big fire hydrant to me. But, I liked the park around it the best. We went walking there at least once a day. And the walks!!! Mom says we walked probably anywhere from 5-9 miles a day. I don't know what a mile is, but I gotta tell ya, I loved the walks!

I've got a few days to rest and then it's back to traveling again. Better go rest up!

Going on vacation

Mom tricked me this morning. She got me in the bathroom by tempting me to get a drink out of my fountain. After I finished my drink she pounced on me and put me in the tub for a bath! I had definitely worked up a stink I was pretty proud of. She said something about smelling good for all those French dogs.

Anyway, we leave for France tomorrow. I can't wait! Mom told me most French restaurants allow dogs inside! I can't imagine all the good smells I will be able to sniff. So, although I will definitely miss barking with all you pals here, I am excited about the trip. Mom says we'll go on lots of long walks...my favorite!

Ciao pals! Bark at you soon!

I smell treats....

There is this wonderful aroma coming from the dining room table. Smells like oinkies. I know it's oinkies because I got one earlier when mom and dad got home. They bought them at the store for me. But they've just put them up there on the table. Tempting me. They say they are taking them on our vacation so I have some special treats and since we are leaving early Monday morning, they've got things laid out all over the house. They want to make sure they don't forget anything. I'd just rather eat them all right now. First chance I get when they aren't looking I'm going to try and snag a few. Wish me luck!