ROSIE IS MISSING

Rosie escaped this morning 11-5-09 from her pet sitters fenced backyard. She actually managed to unlatch the gate and presumably is headed for home. Her owner is one of my best friends and was scheduled to go out of town today hence the need for a pet sitter.

Rosie is an adult, female, German Shepherd with a very black colored face. AC saw her at North Star and Northwest Blvd. at 10:00 AM this morning but couldn't catch her. If you find her or think you've seen her please call 614-297-8380 or 614-787-1405. She is normally a friendly dog but was very scared when she was last sighted and took off running. Please let us know if you see her.

Rosie was wearing a pink gingham collar, she has all her tags on.

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We are worried sick for Rosie's safety.

Thank you for any help!

A good day

So I don't get to wear my jewelry anymore. Mom says unless it works really well we're not going to mess around with it, which is fine. Either way I get treats, so I'm cool with that.
I got to eat a raw egg today for the first time. And let me tell you pups, that was completely awesome. Holy cow. I don't know if I could have licked my dish any cleaner. It was super tasty. You know what else is awesome? Mom has like, two days off work. So she's been home all day with me today. This I like. Dad isn't here, which is sort of too bad because he does give the best belly rubs ever, but on the other hand I get his spot on the couch, so all is not lost. I think if I play my cards right I might get to sleep in the big bed tonight too. He'll be back tomorrow, Mom says, so I'd better take advantage while I can. I love Dad and all, but he is a pretty good sized guy (that's why I can get away with sitting in his lap) so I'd better enjoy the extra stretch out space on the couch while it's there.
Really pups, it's just been a good all around day. Mom all to myself, treats, walks, and ball....and extra space on the couch...and Dad coming tomorrow to rub the ol belly. Mom tries on the belly rubs, don't get me wrong, but she's way better at just general snuggling. And I do like snuggling now. So it's been a good day.

Bad with the good.

It has been a rough few months around here. I got in two fights with other dogs and I think I won, which was good for me but was very sad and expensive for mom. The other dogs are going to be ok. Mom doesn't want to talk about this again in my diary, though. We are working on it. I have a new collar--Mom calls it my "jewelry" and a shorter leash, and now I have to go potty before we walk, and then I have to walk next to mom and if I'm good, I get treats. So that part's good. And I'm not allowed at daddy's house anymore, but that's not because of anything I did. Apparently I'm a "restricted breed". That sucks, cuz I really liked going over to dad's house. I could look at the windows and watch people and I was VERY good when I was there. I never even chewed anything up. Oh well. But I'm getting better at being good at home now too. I sorta like cuddling with Mom on the couch now..and dad if he's here, of course. I used to not like anything that required sitting still. But I've decided that snuggling is good. Unless of course they want to get up and play with me, in which case I will happily go for that too.
Let's see, what else have I done. I finally broke my orange Cuz and got the squeaker out, so Mom got me a new blue one, and she says she's never buying that kind again, cuz it sounds like a monkey just like my pink one. And I'm getting REALLY good at finding my ball when Mom hides it. That's a pretty good game, except for the part where she hides my ball!

I do everything at 70 mph...

Even pooping, apparently. Yay me, I totally pooped in dad's car a few weeks back. It's mom's fault. It was my first time staying over at dad's house, and she forgot that I need a good walk before I'm going to go poop. Or a good car ride, apparently. So she was taking me out to pee, but not walking me far enough to do the whole thing, y'know? So on the way home, I REALLLY had to go, and so I did. I even kept my balance! Mom says the fact that dad didn't dump us after I pood in his car proves he's a keeper, I say the fact that he lets me ride in his car in the first place, much less poo in it, is reason enough. But whatever. I was really good at his house. I like it there...he has carpet! And he cooks fun things. And if I'm really good when he's cooking, he gives me a piece! For the first few times we were over there, I had to sleep in the hallway on my blanket when they went to bed, but last time they let me sleep in the bedroom with them, and I was awesome. I didn't chew up anything. I did wake them up at 5:30 am. But that's when Mom usually takes me for a walk, and it's not my fault they stayed up late. Dad took me out in his underwear that time. I think he was a little tired still.

Long time no update

Well, it has been a fun few months around here, pups. Winter is finally over, and apparently we are just going straight to summer. So I'm getting my walkies in again, thank goodness! With summer come bunnies, however, and there is one particularly sassy bunny that thinks our window well is his private bunny condo. The other day he was on his hind legs, WAVING AT ME! Well, you can imagine the fuss I made. Mom says one of these days, she's going to open the window, take the screen out, and give that bunny a big surprise. I can't wait.
So the big thing these last few months, Mom finally got me a dad! Well, kind of. He doesn't live here with us or anything. But he comes over pretty frequently. I LOOOOVE him. He lets me jump on his lap and lick his face. And he rubs my belly! And his socks smell delicious. I chewed up a pair once, they were so good. Now mom makes him put them someplace where I can't get them. He has a dog too, named Bruiser, but I wasn't very nice to Bruiser when we met so I don't get to see him anymore. I can't help it, I was on a leash, that makes me anxious! Mom says I might be more fun than Bruiser can handle, whatever that means. They are still talking about maybe letting us get acquainted some other time, though. hmm, what else have I done the last few weeks? Oh, I got a new collar! It's got flowers on it, it's pretty. And a new leash to match. I'm all springy and festive now! And I gained about ten pounds, but that was a good thing...Mom says I can still gain 5-10 more. Heck yeah, bring on the food! Other than that not much has happened. Mom says I'm making really good progress on my reactivity...I still have my bad days, of course, but I am getting better! ooh, and I'm shedding A LOT again. Just for extra effect, I chewed up the good brush right before I started blowing coat. I just like to keep things interesting, ya know?

Happy Anniversary!

Heidi,
It doesn't seem possible you've already been here a year. Wasn't it just last week you were crapping all over the floor and shredding things? Oh wait, it was just last week you were shredding things.
What a year it's been. You made it through your first obedience class, and you're making me proud with the progress I see in our current one. You went to the vet a couple times, but were very considerate and didn't get sick much. This is miraculous considering you ate balloons, books, cooked chicken bones, and entire loaves of bread. And how can I forget the bully stick incident? I didn't even think it was possible for a dog to eat that much bull weiner.
You also cuddled with me on the couch, took walks whenever I wanted to take them (And sometimes when I didn't.) You slept with me, ate with me, and made sure I was awake for work whether I liked it or not. I discovered you liked belly rubs and chin scritchies. You learned I dislike having things stolen off my plate. It was a learning process for both of us, and it's still going on.
You learned to sit, down, and stay, even when you'd rather have been doing something else. You learned that chasing balls was fun, but you still don't seem to care for bringing them back.
I learned that no matter how long it's been since it rained, you can always find the puddle. I learned that your definition of food is pretty darn flexible. And I learned really fast not to wear skirts around you unless I wanted embarassing accidents. We really need to work on the goosing thing.
Sometimes I miss the days when I didn't have to rush home from work to take care of you. Sometimes I try to remember what it was like to have a house that wasn't covered with dog hair. The vacuum cost more than your shelter adoption fee, you know. Sometimes I wonder what the heck I was thinking.
But mostly, I wonder how I got so lucky. I wonder what else you have in store for me. And I wonder at your patience with me, in spite of me frequently not knowing what I'm doing.
I also wonder whether we will have any carpet left at the end of this lease.

I hope we have many more years together. I hope I get better at being the person you deserve to have. And I hope you know how much I love you.
You are the best thing that's ever happened to me.
love,
Your Mom

Finally an excursion!

So tonight, I got to go up and socialize with the landlord and his dogs, which I LOVE...and he gave me a dog biscuit too, he is sorta strict with me but Mom sets rules for him and makes sure that the rules are the same as downstairs, so it's not confusing or anything.
And then, after he went to sleep, Mom and I got to go for a good walk downtown to where mom works....they aren't supposed to allow dogs, but Mom says that the customers are WAY more likely to pee on the floor, so she's going to allow dogs up until she gets one that behaves worse than the people. I guess that hasn't happened yet. I had an awesome time. The route down there has all sorts of interesting things to smell. And I found something edible outside the store, which Mom actually allowed me to eat after establishing that it wasn't anything too wierd. And I got some lovin' from her coworker...although she didn't let me sniff his butt, silly mom. And I was a VERY good girl--I sat when I was told, and didn't harass people, and didn't pull when we were walking, and I pooped. On the way down there, I mean. I had a great day, and Mom is in a good mood, and now we are going to chill on the couch for awhile, cuz Mom has a wierd sleep schedule. I think it's time for bed, but as long as she's going to be awake I dont' object to sleeping on the couch and periodically getting lovin' for no reason.
We still need spring to come soon, though, tonight just underscores the fact that Mom and I get along much better when we get our walkies.

Spring needs to come soon

Well, it has been awhile since Mom actually wrote an actual diary entry for me..silly girl and her poop poems. It has been very boring around here, unless water spontaneously coming out of the walls is your idea of exciting. At least the ceiling hasn't been raining lately. The weather has been extremely bad, even I fell down on the sidewalk one time, and I have four paws! It seems like every other day we get a bunch of snow, then it gets freezing cold again..the last two weeks we have had this wierd slushy stuff that then freezes in ridges on the sidewalks and makes it all but impossible to walk. Even for me! And the snow is so deep beside the sidewalks that I fall through the top and have to kind of leap around to get anywhere. It's really not been fun at all. Neither Mom nor I is getting the sort of exercise we need, and it's driving us both...absolutely..insane. The snow was fun at first but now I am getting tired of everything being slippery and not even being able to get my bottom out of it to take a decent poop. Mom thinks my reactivity is getting worse too. We really need spring. Like, yesterday.

Onyx wrote a poem about me!

Heidi, dear Heidi,
The pooping machine.
1st thing in the morning,
She's my derier queen.

With her back hunched over,
and eyes squinted tight,
She squeezes and pushes with all of her might.

Then at last, behold!
With a soft plopping sound,
Sits Heidi's steaming glory
Right there on the ground!

She snaps a quick picture,
As proud as can be
And posts it on dogster
For us pups to see!

So next time you're feeling a little bit jaded,
Or maybe you're only a tad constipated.
Take note from my Heidi-
Channel her vibes a bit.
So you can head outside,
and go take a Sh......

A romantic song for Valentine's Day

Bizaare Poop Triangle

Every time you take a poop
I get my baggies out (they're nice and blue)
it's no problem of mine, but it's a problem I find
if I forget and leave them behind
There's no sense in just a pee
it's fun to do but it won't set you free
we've a routine I know, and when you don't go
for more than a day, my confusion grows

every time I see you squatting,
I get my baggies out and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
you'll make the turds that make my day

You feel fine,we both feel good
if you're pooping like you should
but if things go astray, I just don't know what to say
Why can't you poop the way you pooped yesterday?
I'm not sure what this turd means
you've been in the trash it seems
It's not too bad yet, but we'll go to the vet
so your poo can be the way poo ought to be

Every time I see you squatting
I get the baggies out and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll make the turds that make my day.