Ruff times ...

So last week was pretty rough. I was at doggy daycare with ma and I got a real bad pain in my paw. I held it up for ma to notice but by the time she got there I was bleeding a lot. My broken nail had busted open again. Ma got into a bit of a panic because she couldn't stop it from bleeding. I got blood all over her shirt and all down her arm. It hurt a lot. She rushed me to see the doctor and it turns out I needed to get it surgically fixed. No good. I was at the vet for 2 days getting my surgery. I also had this bump on my head that wouldn't heal so the doctors took that off while they were fixing my toe. Ma got them to get the blood work they wanted from me while I was there too. I really didn't like it all. The staff was super duper nice to me but it was still really stressful and painful. Now I've got a missing toe nail and staples across my head. I was looking for mama a lot while I was there! I accidentally rubbed my nose raw from trying to poke out of the cage. Ouch, ouch, and double ouch is all I can say. I'm on some yucky antibiotic stuff and have to wear this dumb e-collar. Bad times.

But there is good news. All my blood work and tests are clear! I've got good everything! Liver, pancreas .. all of it! The doctors were worried but now they think I may just be a skinny dog. Told them so! We got prescribed lots of yummy fatty foods. :) And ma's been spoiling me since I've been home so I like that. I got my own fleece blanket on her bed to curl up in and some goodies from 3 Dog Bakery!

Bum toe and worries.

Rather hard weekend. On Friday I woke up and I felt some pain in my foot. Turns out my toenail was infected. It hurt real bad. I tried to limp around mom and show her. She noticed and saw that I had a bit of blood and pus coming out of my nail. It really hurt. :( She rushed me to the vet and she told us that it was a small crack that started on the inside and sort of exploded out. Mom felt bad for not noticing sooner. I forgive her, though! But now I gotta take these antibiotic pills. Not too fun.


In other news ... the vet appointment made ma a bit more nervous about me. I'm a skinny guy and no vet has been able to tell us why. We've done lots and lots of different tests and I've ever had to swallow lots of deworm junk to make sure its none of that. Yuck! She thinks it may be my pancreas, amongst other things, so we are trying out some pancreas meds first and then moving on to the rest. Wish me luck!

Massaaaaages ....

Today Zen and I got our early Christmas gifts from ma. She's leaving us to board over the holidays ( jerk ) so she felt she needed to give us our present early. Zen and I got professional doggy massages from some lady at her job. We each met her individually and got our massages done. Zen went first and did real well and loved it. I got in there and met the lady and got real excited. She was so nice and friendly so it made us feel at ease. And then it was massage time! She petted me for a long time and made me really sleepy. When it was all done Zen and I curled up in the backseat of the car and slept all the way home.

Good gift!

I did it! I got my CGC!

So, yesterday mom's boss thought it was about time I was evaluated for my CGC. And guess what? I passed with flying colors! Mom's boss told her she never had a doubt in me! Don't know why mom did. She should know by now that I'm a pro. ;) Well ... now I join the ranks of a CGC certified dogs! Yay!

So much to do so little time ...

Ma and I have been busy! I'm aaaalmost ready to try for my CGC! I've just got a couple of little things to perfect before I actually take the test. Mom's so proud of me though! :) I've been trying real hard to be a good doggy. I've also started agility! My knees checked out ok, which I knew they would, so I got to start my beginner's class. I've had two classes so far and my instructors keep talkin' about how much of a natural I am. I don't really know what they're talking about ... that stuff's easy! Anywho, I've got classes almost every day, I do doggy daycare, and we go out adventuring when we can so needless to say I've been having a fun, and busy, life!

I am a genius.

Well ... at least my ma thinks so. :)


So mom signed me up for obedience classes. She wants me to get this CGC thinger and so I have to run through a couple levels of this junk then get tested. I guess she figures since she's back in classes I've gotta get an education too. Sheesh. But I decided to prove her wrong in every class and do exactly what I was told. After 3 classes I got moved up to level 2 obedience and she was shocked. Show's her! Now I just gotta get all this distraction stuff under my paw and I'll be set for that test. But how's she expect me to stay focused when a lady is chuckin' hot dogs and dropping crutches and stuff around me? Hard stuff! And then apparently I gotta do this agility junk once my knees get the ok. What's up with all this stuff? The couch was just fine by me!

I'll keep you guys posted! Hope all's well!

Only dog. Again.

So .. I'm an only dog again. Mama decided it was best if she considered Cricket a rescue foster and didn't keep her as she thought she might. She had some issues that mom couldn't afford and kept getting into trouble .. and fights with me! I didn't mind too much but she bites hard and gave me lots of cuts when we were playing. Cricket went to a home with a big boy cattle dog just like her! She's having fun and I still get to have lots of play dates with her but boy am I lonely! We get to live with gramma and grandpa for the summer so I get to play with their dogs but once we move back I'm not gonna have anydoggy! Mama says she isn't going to get another dog for a while. Ohhh well.

Squeak, squeak, squeak ..

I seriously don't know why I do this. It's the oddest thing. It's a sick addiction that I just can't break. Over and over and over again I do it. I drive everyone around me nuts and I KNOW I do but I just can't help myself. Once I put that leopard printed bone shaped piece of glory in my mouth I start without hesitation.


SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK. TOSS. CATCH. SQUEAK SQUEAK.


Ahh. Gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.