Geordie Names Things

Ever since Geordie was little, he liked to make up rules for things and then teach me about them. When it comes to his vocabulary, he is no different.

(I will preface this story by saying that I have taught Geordie to nod his head to answer a question with a "yes", and to turn his head to the side to mean "no". In this way, I can hold conversations with him by asking yes/no questions.)

Last night as I was cooking, Geordie kept squeaking and nudging me to let me know he wanted something. When I asked what he wanted, he pointed with his nose at the microwave. (He didn't realize that I hadn't heated anything up yet.) What made me laugh was his word for microwave. He thinks of it as a "Beep, beep, beep"!

I had told my Mom about some of Geordie's words before, and she asked me how I know what his words are. I explained how we go about those sorts of things. An easy example is soup. One evening, he wanted to taste the soup I was making. Wanting him to learn and respond to a word, I asked him, "Do you want some soup?" while pointing to the pot. If he would have nodded "yes", I would have given him a taste. He did nothing. So, I asked, "Do you want some broth?" Again, no response. Then I asked, "Would you like some chicken water?" (thinking to put together some words that I knew he was familiar with), and he gave me a big nod and got all excited. OK, Geordie's word for soup is chicken water! I used a similar process with the microwave. It is funny because I asked if he wanted "hot food" (He knows hot and cold), but he wouldn't say yes. He wanted food specifically from the microwave (or the Beep, beep, beep). He is such a funny guy. He decides these things and insists I learn from him. Of course, I wouldn't have him any other way!

Didn't They Talk About This in Animal Farm?

Yesterday, I was changing the linens on the bed. After I took the old sheets off the bed, I tossed them in the corner while I put the new ones on. Geordie was in the room with me, and as quickly as he could, he ran over to the sheets, arranged them in a nice bed, and went to sleep on them. A very sound sleep that I could barely rouse him from. Hmmm...what's next? Four legs good, but two legs better?

Stinky Mac Pooperson At the Halloween Party

Last weekend, I took Geordie to a Halloween party at the local pet store. I dressed him in his tuxedo kilt, and he looked like a perfect little gentleman. When I look at him loke that, I don't see a dog, but a little person.

I guess that's why this incident struck me as so funny. We were walking past a kiosk at the store when I felt a tug on the leash. I looked back and saw Geordie standing up on his hind legs, holding onto a shelf with his hands and pooping. I have no idea what made his do it that way, but to see a guy in a tux do such a thing got a lot of attention. Leave it to my dog to be such a goof.

How the Geordie Weordie Woo Got Its Name and Other Stories- Not By Rudyard Kipling

When I (Geordie's Mom) was just a baby, my mother tried to teach me manners at the table. One day when I burped, she prompted me, "What do we say when we burp?" I thought for a second then threw my hands in the air and yelled, "Piggy Wiggy Woo!" My Mom said it was very difficult to keep a straight face around that kind of answer. In the years since, in my family, if someone burps, you say "Piggy Wiggy Woo" instead of "Excuse me".

If you have a terrier, then you know how they love to burp. If Geordie eats the slightest thing, even a piece of kibble, he lets out a good one. This has earned him the nickname, "Geordie Weordie Woo". In case you've ever wondered when you read his nicknames on his pet page.

Happy Easter To All

Just a quick note to let any friends who stop by know that we are wishing you a beautiful and joyous Easter! Don't go overboard with the goodies!

Can a Dog Over-Wag?

Last night, my friend stopped by with her little boy. Geordie never settled down for the whole visit. He wagged very hard, very fast, plus he ran back and forth barking the whole time. By the time my friend was ready to leave, his normally erect tail was curved around his bottom...and it stayed that way. He never yelped, and I know no one pulled his tail. When he tried to sit down, he looked really uncomfortable. I touched his legs and his tail, and he didn't seem to have any injuries. So, I wondered, can a dog pull a tail muscle?

(The good news is, his tail is back to normal now.)

Happy Birthday to Me!

Geordie celebrated his 3rd birthday on Sunday! I found a "dog cake" at the store (by Canine Cuisine), and I mentioned to my Folks that I was going to give it to him for his birthday. They came to the party with candles and a camera. We all sang "Happy Birthday" to Geordie and got pics of him standing next to his cake. He was thrilled because he likes to be the center of attention, and he likes food. He got a new Loofah dog to play with, and he got to eat the whole cake by himself. He had a bit of a tummy ache that night, but he's all better today. In all, I think it was a winner of a birthday for a 3-year-old of any species!

Geordie and the Rottweiler (Don't worry; it has a happy- ending.)

As all my stories start...

Geordie and I were out for a walk when we met a friendly Rottweiler. I waved and yelled, "Hi, pup!" , and since I've been teaching Geordie to say "Hello" when I say "Hi", he called out "Hello!" to the Rottweiler! Oh why isn't there ever anyone around to hear these things?

Guess What We Found?

For the past week and a half, I haven't been able to drive anywhere because my truck has been stuck in ice. I'd like to go out tomorrow, though, so I took Geordie with me while I checked on the ice situation. When we got to the front of the truck, he start barking and yelling and making an unholy noise. I know what that means: he found a critter. So, I popped the hood, and what did we find inside? If you said 66 pine cones stuffed in my engine, you're right!!! I let Geordie walk around on the engine while I pulled them all out. I'm hoping his scent will deter the critter from coming back. And I thought it was bad when I found a dozen walnuts in there a couple of years ago!

Puppy's Potty Mouth

I don't have kids, so perhaps I don't watch my language as much as a parent would. Still, I didn't think I had a potty mouth until this incident.

As I mentioned, I am teaching Geordie to say "Hello" when I wave and say "Hi" to him. One day, we were practicing, but he wasn't doing a very good job. I didn't want to reward him until he did better, but he was starting to get frustrated. Finally, I said "Hi, Geordie!" and waved to him. He waved back and said, "T ' He** with you!" Oh gosh, isn't this just like a little kid!?! They pick up all the things you don't want them to!