I'm OK!!!

The vet called Dad & said my blood test was good & I didn't get hurt from any of the bad food... Yay ME! Woof! 'Cept now Dad says I'm a finicky lil' shit-brat for not eating my nummies. I think Dad's just upset 'cuz he had to take one of my poops with us to the vet. Dad put it in THREE bags & it STILL smelled!... Yay ME! Woof!

A new trick...

I didn't eat very much the last few days. So now Dad's worried I might have kidney problems from the bad dog food. He's taking me to the Doctor on Monday to make sure I'm OK. I wanted Dad to feel better, so I ate a lot of my food last night. Then I licked on Dad.. A lot!

Now Dad's trying to teach me a new trick, but I don't quite understand...
What does "Don't be gay!" mean?

People who don't like me *whimper*...

I like everybody, but every once in a while, I meet somebody who doesn't like me. *sigh* Like today... Dad has started taking me on long walks outside our tiny neighborhood & he did that with me today. But as soon as we turned out to go for our walk, there was a lady walking towards us. She was pretty old & walked real slow, so Dad made me walk in the grass to go around her... But the lady stopped Dad because she was lost. The lady said hi to me & said I was cute, but then she asked Dad if I was a 'pit bull'. Dad said I'm an American Pit Bull Terrier & the lady got scared of me. So I sat next to Dads feet like a good boy. Dad was trying to tell the lady where to go, but she was looking at me & saying she doesn't like 'pit bulls' & that she knew I was gonna get killed some day. Huh? :(

Dad got upset with the lady & I thought he was gonna yell at her, like when I chew on Moms' shoes. But he didn't. Dad just scratched my head & told me I was a good boy & we walked away from the lady. I hope she isn't still lost, 'cuz Dad stopped talking to her. He told me that she was mean & mean people aren't allowed to play with me. Oh well, everybody else still likes me. :)

Bad Doggy Food!...

Dad says some of my food might have been bad & dogs & cats are dying from it. So he sent nasty E-Mails & yelled at people on the phone,'til he found out all about it. Dad found out that if MY food was bad, I'd be sick already & I'm not. YAY ME! *wag*

So from now on, I gotta eat plain ol' dry food... Feh.

But Mom & Dad love me & they know what's best.
Dad says the people that made the bad dog food make dog & cat food for almost EVERY pet food company in America... That's a LOT.

Anybody who's worried about their pets' food shoud look at this:

http://www.menufoods.com/recall/product_dog.html

Ho hum...

I haven't said much lately, 'cuz I'm a lazy boy... 'Cept when I'm racing around the house for no particular reason.

Dad gave me a new giggle ball! (I ate the last 2) Actually, I think he got 2, but he only gave me 1. The other's hiding way up high... "HI!" *wags tail*... where Dad thinks I cant see it. But I do! *wag*

For some reason, this new giggle ball tastes kinda like the couch tastes, after Dad sprays it so I won't lick the cushions... Hmmmm...

Anyway, Dad put 2 new pictures of me up here & made me a new icon for my live journal. But I'm MUCH cuter than my pictures, I think Dad needs a new camera. Maybe he's spending too much of the green paper "you're not supposed to eat" on giggle balls. :)

Rrrrrowllll.... It's my 1st entry! - Can-I-get-a-"Woof!-Woof!"?

Hi! My name's Rocco! My Dad says "Rocco Rocks!" all the time. I love Dad, Mom too. She lets me push her off the couch & lick her whole head. We live with an evil kitty. She used to hiss at me & scare me when I was a baby. But now that I'm over 8 times her size, she hisses at me & runs away. I still like the kitty. I don't know why she won't let me play with her like all my other toys. I like going to the dog park, the pet stores, riding in the car, & playing with other dogs. Mom & Dad give me lots of food & water & toys. I love everybody, even the Vet. She got rid of my worms when I was little & one time, she pulled a big splinter out of my shoulder. I get lots of treats & I'm a happy boy.

I have a Livejournal too!

http://rocco1231.livejournal.com

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