Dumb Heart Medication

For crying out loud. I am of half a mind to turn my people into the doggie protection services!

My grandma left her heart meds lying around, and I thought they were little treats for little doggies, so of course I ate one. Well that little trick ended my butt in the stupid hospital yet AGAIN!

I HATE that place!

My heart rate was really low, and my mommy and daddy were very worried about me. Daddy took the next day off, and took me from the hospital over to my vet's where I stayed until noon. Daddy picked me up and we watched movies for the whole rest of the day. I wanted to sleep cause I was sooooo tired, but daddy kept buggin' me by checking my heart rate every half hour. How am I supposed to sleep when he has his hand on my chest all of the time?

Anyway, I came out of it alright. They aren't going to get rid of me THAT easy!

Beware doggies, so treats aren't treats at all!

I FELL!!

Last Saturday I wanted to be with daddy up on the couch, so he bent down to pick me up. I don't know EXACTLY what happened because it happened so fast, but as daddy lifted me up higher and higher, I fell all the way down to the hard floor!

It HURT!

I screamed and screamed, and daddy picked me up again and looked me all over. In a second I found myself in the truck with mommy and daddy rushing to my vet. I stopped yelping, but I kept closing my eyes and I guess mommy thought I was trying to go to sleep because she kept telling me to wake up. Really though it just hurt.

My vet gave me an "IV", and a "cathater", and told mommy and daddy to take me to the Emergency Pet Hospital just down the road. Daddy was pretty upset, but I was actually feeling a little better and wanted to go home, but mommy and daddy said it would be best if I stayed at the hospital for a while.

After eight hours in my cage with that stupid "IV" thing, mommy and daddy came to get me. Everyone at the hospital was very nice, and they checked me out real well so that mommy and daddy would be certain that I was OK.

And I am OK. Just now I tell daddy to BE CAREFULL!

Oh, and if YOU have a Chihuahua, or any other little dog like me, be carefull too. We are very delicate, and a fall could kill us if we land wrong. We aren't cats afterall!

Daddy Took Me To Work With Him

I ate one of those tasty looking plastic clip thingies that keeps the wrapper around a loaf of bread closed. My tummy didn't like it, and I threw up in the middle of the night. Daddy is a light sleeper, so he woke up as soon as I got sick, and cleaned up the mess. (He cleaned me up too.)

The next morning I was still feeling sick, and I didn't want my breakfast. This always worries daddy because he says I am too little to not eat when I am supposed to, so he took me to work with him.

I got to stay in daddy's office, and meet a bunch of the people daddy works with, but I was a little scared because I still wasn't feeling too good, and there was always someone coming by to see me.

I spent the morning in daddy's lap, and after a while I was feeling better, and I ate all the food daddy brought for me. After a little while longer, daddy took me home. I was happy to go home because I was worried about Angel. He sat by the door and watched me a daddy leave, and I could tell he was wodering where I was going. When we got home, Angel was happy to see me, and we played for a little while until I decided to take a nap.

I like going places with daddy, and I had fun sitting in his lap watching him work, but I am glad I was only there for the morning, and I would rather stay home with Angel anyway!

Thanks, daddy for taking care of me when I am sick. You are the best daddy in the world!

We Did a Good Thing

The other day while walking with daddy, Angel and I kinda thought something might be wrong. Daddy seemed sad, and just wasn't himself. We tried to play with daddy, and I jumped up at the side of his leg a couple of times, but he still looked sad.

Then we got about half way through our walk, when we saw a doggy kinda like me, only bigger and with shorter, blond hair. He was standing on the sidewalk looking a little confused. Daddy called to him, (I didn't know why at the time because as far as I know he is just OUR daddy,) but the other doggy kept his distance. Still he looked like he wanted daddy's attention. I noticed that he had no collar, and I think daddy did too because he said that he thought the doggy may be relatively close to his home, but without his collar he said he had no way to know for sure.

It struck me as odd how this doggy kept his distance from us, but at the same time seemed to want to keep daddy's attention. It probably also was strange for daddy that Angel and I, two of the worst behaved dogs on the block, didn’t want to give this guy any trouble. But we knew he was wanting some help, so we left him alone. We usually want to meet other dogs, and are pretty aggressive about it to the point of shear insolence if we are denied, but we just rooted around the plants in front of the house where we were standing. It was our way of letting daddy know he could help this doggy if he wanted, and we would be happy to wait while he did.

Daddy looked up at the house, which had steps leading to the front door, and saw that the screen door was ajar, but the front door was closed. He walked towards the other doggy, and the other doggy headed up the stairs. Daddy started back down the stairs, and I am pretty sure he was thinking of ways he could transport him to our house for safe keeping until he could find his owner. (Daddy's cool like that.) Then, as we walked back to the sidewalk, the other doggy followed us.

I guess daddy finally decided to go up and knock on the door of the house because that is what he did next. We all went back up the stairs, and the other doggy jetted up in front of us. Angel andI went up too, and then we sniffed and touched noses with the other doggy, but we were careful not to scare him.

Daddy knocked on the door, and a few moments later an older lady answered. Before she could finish saying hello to us, she looked down and said, “Ricky!” She said, “You’re not supposed to be out here, get back in the house” Before she could finish telling him, the other doggy took one last look at us, and darted back into his house. The lady looked back at daddy, smiled, and thanked us all. She told us to have a good rest of the afternoon, and thanked us again as we left.

That that seemed to cheer daddy up. He reached down and picked me up, and held me next to his face. “That is why daddy believes in God.” he said. “Whenever I feel bad, he gives me an opportunity to help some one else, and I feel good again.”

That's my daddy!

Daddy's Sick

My daddy had an injection yesterday. I don't know what that is, but it involves a needle I think because Angel told me it does.

I HATE needles!

Daddy stayed home with us yesterday and we got to watch TV all day long. Daddy and I really like the Powerpuff Girls, but Angel thinks they are silly so he mainly napped.

I hope you feel better daddy. I miss you and I love you!

New Sweater

Daddy bought me a new winter sweater! I was surprised last night when daddy brought home new tags for me and Angel, but when he gave me my new sweater I was really surprised! It keeps me warm on our afternoon walks. Just because we live in California doesn’t mean it’s always warm ya know.

Today will be the first day I get to wear my new sweater, and I can’t wait for daddy to get home so I can go on the walk and show it off.

Thank you daddy! I love you!

My Momma

My momma is the most specialest momma in the world! Everyday when she gets home, she greets me and Angel before ANYBODY! SHe picks me up and hugs me, and I wiggle a lot and give her kisses.

Her and daddy are the only two people in the world me and Angel will not bark at when they come to the door. We can hear their cars far away, and as soon as I hear the car door close, I get all excited because I know my momma will be coming through the door with lots of love for me!

It was momma who saw me first at the store. She wanted to get a penmate of mine, but daddy wasn't real thrilled about her choice. They took too long to decide, and my penmate ended up with a different mommy and daddy. Lucky for me!

Momma came back to the store and saw me, and played with me, but I didn't think she was gonna take me home. Then she brought daddy, and I played with him, and followed him everywhere he went. They spent a lot of time with me, and I could tell when momma picked me up that she was gonna be my new momma. She loves me very much and I could feel it then just like I do now. As much time as I spend with my daddy everyday, I still like to cuddle up with my momma and sleep with her.

I love you, momma. You gave me a happy home with a great brother, and a wonderful daddy. You watch out for me, and don't even get mad at me when I make mistakes on the floor. You are the best momma in the whole world!

My Daddy

Angel says we have the best daddy in the whole United States of California, and I agree.

Daddy took us walking yesterday even though he wasn't feeling good. Angel likes to go down into this place where there is a creek, and I don't like to go there because the ground hurts my feet. So daddy picks me up and carries me the whole way. I like it because daddy is big, and I can see so much from way up there. The world is so pretty, and I want to go run around all over the place, but daddy says it isn't safe. I don't understand how such a pretty place can be so unsafe, and because of that I sometimes forget what daddy has said, and I try to run off. Lucky for me, daddy watches me like a hawk!

Anyway, I love my daddy. And I love my momma too. I will tell you why I love my momma so much the next time I write.

What I did for Halloween

Daddy took me and Angel on our walk early yesterday because he said it was Hallowwen, and that there would be a lot of scarey things if we went later.

I have no idea what he is talking about.

It was kinda weird later though, because daddy kept me and Angel upstairs where we watched TV, but for some reason the doorbell kept ringing! It was spooky!

Angel and I Agree When It Comes To Bees

It was Angel’s turn to get stung by a bee yesterday. He was just walking along minding his own business when he got stung, unlike
me.

He wrote about it on his diary, and you can read it here.

Daddy also wrote about it, and you can see what he had to say, here.

I would tell ya more about it, but I need to go take a nap ‘cause daddy’s gonna be home soon and we are going for a walk!