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In my Forever Home!

If I Didn't have Animals...

If I Didn't Have Animals . . . .
I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.
I would not have strange presents under my Christmas tree -- dog bones, stuffed animals, toys, treats nor would I have to explain to people why I wrap them.
I would have money .and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grandkids thru college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.
My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L-, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, or T-R-E-A-T.
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside .
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the melting of snow instead of dreading mud season.
I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many dogs/animals?" from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.
How empty my life would be.

In Search of the Perfect Napping Spot...

Between the hours of 12 midnight and 8 AM, I am asleep. I am soundly curled up in my bed, minding my own business. Then the worst thing happens:

8:00 AM: Soundly sleeping
8:05 AM: Rudely woke up by pesky parents insisting I go outside to answer the call of nature.
8:15 AM: All is forgiven when I am offered food. I dance around in celebration.
8:30 AM: Boy, a full belly and all the celebratory dancing makes me sleepy. I need a nap. Where to sleep...
8:35 AM: Ah, the perfect place, the end of the sofa. I doze off for a nap.
9:00 AM: Annoying puppies. My sisters Sage and Onyx insist on playing, waking me up in the process. Maybe I can find some place else to sleep.
9:01 AM: Ah, the perfect place, under the desk. I fall soundly back to sleep.
10:00AM: My foster sister, Little Sister, decides she wants to sleep under the desk. Rats. Now to find another place.
10:05 AM: All good napping places taken. I will dance around in regret. Sounds like Jimmy Buffett coming from the record player.
10:06 AM: Wow, dancing makes me tired. I need a nap.
10:10 AM: Ah, the perfect place, under the kitchen table. I fall asleep.
12:00 PM: WHAT? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep? Blast. Now I have to go back outside. Well, I could use a drink of water anyway.
12:30 PM: Okay, I am back inside.
12:31 PM: Treats?? Now we're talking! Daddy hands me a Milkbone!
12:32 PM: Stop trying to eat my treat! I am under attack! Just because I take my time to enjoy my food, the other dogs try to steal it.
12:33 PM: I sure am tired from all this fighting for my food. I need a nap.
12:35 PM: Ah, the perfect place, on Mommy and Daddy's bed. Now we're talkin'
6:00 PM: Blast! Mommy and Daddy are home! Does this mean I have to wake up? I don't know, I'm awfully tired. Wait? What's that sound? Food!!! It's dinner time!
6:01 PM: It was a trick! They are forcing me back outside again. I am far too tired to climb the stairs. Okay, fine. One more time, but next time, I'm peein' on the floor!
6:30 PM: Finally! Food!
6:45 PM: Wow, a full belly makes me tired. Where to sleep...
6:50 PM: Ah, the perfect place, in my crate.
8:00 PM: Onyx! How many times do I have to tell you about waking me up! Can't you see I'm asleep? Fine, I'll play tag with you.
9:00 PM: Wow, I sure am tired from chasing Onyx. I could use a nap.
9:05 PM: Ah, the perfect place. Mommy's lap. ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz.....
10:30 PM: Mommy and Daddy's bedtime. Thank goodness it's time for bed. I sure am sleepy...

Blue Dog Food

My name is Pickles and I have a spinal injury. I was on steroids and got really fat. Mommy says I'm too lazy because I just lay around, but then the best thing happened!

Mommy found Blue dog food by the Blue Buffalo company. It's the yummiest thing ever!! Since I've been on it, my weight is dropping, my coat is shiny, and I have LOTS of energy!

It's the bestest food ever!

See you later!
Love,
Pickles