HOLY MAC!

It has been exactlly ONE year since I wrote in this diary. Today is my THIRD birthday. I am such a big girl. It has only taken me this long to learn a lot of the things mom and dad probably wish that I had learned my first year with them. My hair should probably stop changing color too now that I am three. I was as black as black can be when my parents brought me home, now my back has faded to a silvery-black. Luckily, my ears have stopped growing too, I hope!

My birthday wasn't the greatest. Mom played with me a little extra tonight, but there was a lot to get done around the house. She was making a lasagna for her and her friends tomorrow night, so I just stood under her feet, eating up whatever she dropped on the floor (which is a lot if you have never seen my mom cook!). Dad had to stay out of town for work eventhough he figured he would be home to celebrate. I got some snap peas in my supper tonight, which was delicious!
Dad said when he comes home that he will take me to my favorite store on the weekend and let me pick out a treat. Yay!

I am going to hanker down for the night, I am pooped. Mom has some birthday snuggles for me...bark at ya next year!

Rudy

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! I am two years old today. I just graduated from my "around town manners" class yesterday and might be starting agility next week!! So far I haven't gotten any presents, except dad gave me one early lastnight. It is a squeaky hamburger and I love it so much. I know there are more presents waiting for me but mom is waiting until dad gets home from work to give them to me, but that won't be until LATE!!
I am not doing anything exciting for my birthday, both mom and dad had to work so I had to sleep in my kennel all day. I supose I got the beauty rest that a two year old needs!
Mom also started putting my leash and harness on when I eat supper. I am still on my diet so come supper time I am starving. My trainer thought that making me wear the harness and leash while mom is making my food and while I am eating will help me get over my anxiety and start associating the leash and harness with good things! I still get really stiff whenever I wear the harness and I hide when mom pulls out the leash. I don't know why, but it is so scary to me and always has been! So far there really is no difference, mom has done this three times already and I still hate the darn things, so much that I won't even get up to eat my food that smells so good and I know will make my tummy feel so great. Mom really hopes this works though because she feels like everytime we go for a walk she is punishing me or something. This isn't true though because I love going for walks once we get going. I just wish that darn harness and leash wouldn't get in my way.

I will update you all on the great presents I get later on tonight!

Woof Woof
Rudy

Princess Porker

Hi, my name is Rudy and apparently I am getting fat. My grandma has been telling mom for awhile now that I have a waddle in my walk. Mom just thought I walked funny. Today mom picked me up from the groomers and the lady asked if I had been eating more treats lately!! Mom gasped and laughed. Now I am on a diet!! The nerve!! My groomers have a great sense of humor and they typically tie a hankerchief around my neck after getting groomed. Well, today I came home wearing the "porkerchief". Pleasantly plump little piggies and the words oink oink oink wrapped around my neck. Grr, this diet is going to be horrible!!

The circle of life

Today my uncle Tucker's ashes came home. They will be burried underneath the Grandfather tree in my mom's parents backyard. This is still pretty confusing for me. I haven't seen Tucker since the day he passed but I am still insistent that he is hiding someplace in their house. I don't know how long I will continue to search for him whenever I go over there to visit. I should probably stop since I overheard mom saying "it made her sad".

On a brighter note, we will be welcoming someone into the family in about a month. My little cousin Jersey was selected from her litter this weekend. That is a picture of her there on my page! She is pretty cute, looks like Ive got some competition!! Good thing she is going to live in Calgary and only have to deal with her when we go to visit or they come here.

Rest In Peace Uncle Tucker

My Uncle Tucker passed away on Saturday. He was my mom's first dog and was 14 years old. He was kind of a grumpy old man, and didn't like me much but I sure liked him. I was really confused when we went over to visit this weekend and Tucker was no place to be found. I looked all over the house for him, and even waited by the backdoor incase he was just playing outside. He never came. Mom was sad this weekend and I had to cuddle with her for a little while while she cried. She muttered something about how I was never allowed to die...well, silly mom knows that one day we will all pass on, but I just hope that it's not for a long while yet.
Tucker had a good long life, it was his time...now he is up in doggy heaven getting belly scratches on demand and eating all the ice cream he wants.
Rest in Peace Tucker...we will miss you.

Baby Cousin!!

Yay! My baby cousin was born yesterday. She was part of a healthy litter of 4. 1 boy and 3 girls. I can't wait until may to meet her!!

Lean and svelt

I got my hair cut today. The groomer said I was good. GOOD! ME!! Last time I was there and mom asked how I was she said "well...she's in her teenage years that's for sure!". This time I was a mature young lady. Best part is nobody can tell me I am fat anymore!! I kept saying I was just fluffy...now that the fur is gone everyone can admire how lean and svelt my physique is. I sure showed them!

good weekend

Well this weekend was pretty awesome. My aunt came in from Calgary and with my mom they went to look at a litter of puppies from the breeder my aunt will get her puppy from. Apparently they were adorable because mom came home and wouldn't stop talking about them to dad, who of course said "we already have Rudy, do you really want TWO of her?"...haha..there is no two of me, I am the one and only Rudy Huxtable. Sure, I will play with Jersey when she comes along, but I will not share my mom and dad with some cute little white mustached puppy who is tentatively named "Alex Trebek".

Anyway, class was cancelled this weekend. My trainer was very sick. I was a tad dissapointed because I really wanted to play with Gabriel again. To make it up to me mom and dad were going to try to take me to the dog park. We have never been there yet and mom was really nervous. When we pulled up there were a lot of dogs there already. This was no dog park...this was DOGGY HEAVEN. Wow...every kind of dog imaginable was there. UNfortunately we did not stay long for several reasons: 1. the wind was mega nasty out there and too cold 2. mom was nervous about letting me "offleash" 3. a dog "marked his territory" on mom's leg (doesn't he know that she is MY territory??).
Needless to say we left. I did get to sniff a few bums though. MOm wants to try again some other time maybe when it is nicer out and I can really enjoy myself. She is also going to talk to our trainer about how I can have fun at the dog park and how mom cannot worry about me.

So, the dog park didn't work out for me, but here is something that did. I have a new puppy friend!!! Dad's friend just got a rotti/pitbull puppy named Soldier. He is only two months old but mom can tell already he is going to be a BIG boy. I tried to play with him but I think he was a little confused because he kept trying to crawl on my back and then his hips started to go "humpity hump". Seriously, this little guy thinks that he can get with ME?? I sure hope he gets over me soon because in a month or so he will be twice the size of me and it won't be "cute" or fun anymore...he will CRUSH me. I think he was just happy to see me, or atleast I hope so. I am looking foward to the snow melting and us having more room in the yard to run around with eachother.

Dog's Den

Since I have barked at you last I have joined a new obdience class. In my class are two labs, one black one yellow and a KerryBlue named Dublin. I love Dublin, she looks like a bigger version of me and she is super hyper. Mom and Dad want to steal her and bring her home with them!!

I am having so much fun at school and mom and dad are so impressed with how well I am doing. I already "kinda" knew all the commands we are learning in this class but mom and dad really wanted the socialization for me. See, I am a weird pup. I LOVE all dogs, especially big ones. Sometimes I am really hyper and I will do ANYTHING to go meet another dog and I chase them, lunge at them, and do sommersaults, but then other times I am really timid around the dogs..I will sneak up on them really low to the ground and sniff them out, then when they turn and walk away I chase them and as soon as they turn around...I crouch back down. I look really silly and everybody laughs at me.

The last day at school the trainer brought her dog Artemis, he is a Briard and is really smart. For some reason he didn't like me that much, everytime I tried to sniff him he would bark at me and hold me down gently with his mouth. He wasn't mean, he was just showing me who was boss. Despite him doing this several times to me I still wanted to play with him and went back time after time. Eventually he was told to go lay down ontop of a deepfreeze (who does that?) and I was so mad I couldn't get to him all the way up there. I had to think of something that would REALLY get his attention so I snuck up on him really low to the ground and then I showed him my best dance moves on my back legs, and then started to sing. I did my very best but he still ignored me. HUMPH! I hope he comes back next week and I will show him who is boss.

Hello!

I learned a new trick tonight. I can wave my paw and say hello. Mom thinks it is the most adorable trick ever. I am starting to become such a smart puppy :)

My auntie is looking for a Mini just like me. She lives in Calgary though. Mom is helping her out and is going to go look at a dog named Cassie who is suposed to have puppies this spring. Maybe they will bring one home for me?

I don't know how I feel about having a little sister. I think it would be fun to have a friend to play with a cuddle with but would I have to share my toys? my food? my parents?? Oh..I don't know about that. I will have to think this sister thing over a little bit.