September 11th 2010 7:48 am
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Dear Diary,
I got another card from Auntie Joni and she says Willie is still fighting and they are enjoying their last days together. So heartbreaking. I continue to send POTP to Willie & Auntie Joni.
Grandpaw went back to Florida. I really liked Grandpaw because it was super easy to teach him to rub my belly all the time he was here. I am gonna miss him. We had a lot of cuddle time.
On Labor Day I got really spoiled when lots of humans were here for a B-B-Q. Everybody was cooing over me & giving me lots of rubbings. Mommy told everybody not to give me any food. “Say what?” I barked! What about the cheeseburger I was promised?
While up north over the weekend Auntie Diane snuck me one of those greenies which I am not allowed to have because Mommy says they are pure evil and can kill a dog and they have done so in the pass. Sure enough I got sick…several times. I was throwing up hard chunks of greenies. One of those times happened to be in a circle of humans as they ate their hamburgers & hot dogs on the deck. Apparently humans lose their appetites when you throw at their feet while they eat. Hey! A girl’s gotta throw up when the feeling hits her. I don’t understand why that meant I got no food! It is not like I did it on purpose! Why punish me? Punish Auntie Diane.
I am feeling better and have been eating my breakfast & dinner like a good girl. Mommy was getting very worried about my eating habits. I didn’t eat one meal the entire time I was up north. I could go a couple of days without eating my food. This week I have been gobbling it up and Mommy makes a big deal out of it by loving me up and telling me I am a good girl. Then I get a biscuit for dessert! Double Yum!
I am loving this cooler weather and the crunch of leaves under my paws. Cooler weather means Mommy takes me for more walks. I loves my walks!
I have a new nickname. Hummingbird butt. Daddy & Mommy say my little stub of a tail looks like a hummingbird the way it moves so fast.
Hope my pals are all doing well.
Wags & Butt Wiggles
Apart from the Oopsie with the barfie...sounds like you had a nice weekend, and a great bonding time with your Grandpaw.
I have heard of other dogs who don't eat much ar at all when they are in a strange environment or too excited or off the usual routine.
Sometimes I don't eat when I am travelling. Then I make up for it! BOL!
Have fun with your hummingbird tail...growlmy calls mine a helicopter blade!
Woofs! My Momma an' Dadda call my tail "a lil' carrot" cuz it r shapeded wike one! Weel carrots du nod wag, wite???
Gwad yu r eatin' 'gain, Sophie Bean. It fweakses da peepoles out when we du nod eat!! (Bol!) I know that you are going to miss your Grandpaw, but I'm sure you will see him again..
I'm not aloud to eat those greenies either, they should be aloud to sell them.
Loving the cool weather too!! Sophie Bean,
I'm sending POTP for Willie.
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September 11th 2010 at 8:21 am