This Could be a Challenge.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Today Mom gave us ice cubes and it is finally weather that you want an ice cube. I like to pick them up and kind of toss them, chase them down, and lick them.

The first time I tried to pick up the ice cube it was fresh from the freezer and stuck to the top of my gums since I'm missing all those front teeth. This surprised me and I gave it the stink eye. Except I really wanted that ice cube. So I licked it for awhile because that's what I usually do.

Then I tried to pick it up to give it a toss so I could tackle it. Could. Not. Pick. Up. Ice. Cube. Impossible with all your upper front teeth missing.

This will be a challenge this summer fur sure!

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

The New (Gnu) View Review.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Last weekend was full of excitement and I have just now recovered and can tell you all about it.

Saturday morning Mom got up and made weekend coffee and settled in. Or so we thought. She puttered around and moved stuff around and the mail came with packages so we had to contain ourselves (as much as we could with the Mom Death Stare affixed upon you). Then she opened boxes from places like the Amazon River Delta (aka right next to where Mom works at a different company and the new Amazon HQ is populating), the Post Office and since it had stupid stuff like "arts & crafts" or brace yourselves for the boredom, "postage stamps" from Ebark.

Not a Greenie in a single package.

Then the phone range and she sprinted out the door, good thing we reminded her to change out of jammies and brush her teeth, who cares what her hair looks like. BOL.

Lickity split she was back and this time we scored with some smoked MEATZ™ bones and then off she was again. WTWoof? Couple hours later she got back and the bags she brought back in...did not smell like MEATZ™. At all! Stinky stuff like new clothes, silly shoes, more dumb arts & crafts. Bluch, then she made gel candles. Yawnville! It rained all day long, and rained-rained bluchy grey big drop rain.

Sunday Mom woke up really early and made weekend coffee and then made it again. Watch out! The only caffeine she has is her 1 weekend coffee (don't tell the rest of Seattle), so this could get out of hand.

Then a big beeping truck backed up and Mom slipped out the front door. We were locked inside but we were not silenced! As Mom stood out in the dripping big drop rain she saw HubbaHubba guy get out and thought yeah! The the next person got out and when Mom tore her eyes off HubbaHubba guy she saw a lady. She thought Wow! That is one brave girl and lots of respect. Then HubbaHubba guy smiled and shook Mom's hand and she tried not to whimper (from the handshake, dogs pay attention) and turned to the lady and said this is my girlfriend HotBody lady and she's going to help me out. Then Mom shook HotBody ladies hand and tried to not whimper again. BOL.

Then HubbaHubba guy and HotBody lady went to work and we barked for a good 2 hours. Mom yelled and drank more weekend coffee and paced. Tree limbs dropped with a crack and thump and we barked. Chainsaws started and we barked.

Sorry pups, this has to be continued later, Mom had the rest of the story typed up and forgot to save it before she hit the X marks the spot button.

To Be Continued...

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Veggie-tables - not the other any MEATZ™!!

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

So instead of lovely MEATZ™ smelling SNACKS™ since my historical amount of $$$$ in one week V-E-T visits we now have new Veggie-tables SNACKS™. Yep, orange cylinder shaped things called "carrots". Ok for the first couple but after that give me some MEATZ™.

Sniff at ya later ~ScooterPie~

Momma Happy Dance!

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Mom says she is super happy because her best furless pals from Arizona that used to live here will be here in September for 10 days. They haven't been back to Seattle since they left and they say they can't wait to see some green. BOL!! Mom has been getting rid of the green around here "moss" with rakes and some bad words. CurseOL. BOL

It seems like furever since they will be here, since they left before we were born 8 years ago. I know that Mom was super happy and that is enough for me. I love them already!

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Nurse Mom can Retire.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Today Mom got home early and we got back in the car and went to see Dr. B the V-E-T. We walked in the door and I sniffed the dog that was there, but then looked at Mom. She laughed and said sometimes I had to share the couch. The lady with the other dog moved over and I hopped right up there and tried to snuggle up next to her. *Mom note, he tried to hide behind her*. Except for the fact that the nice lady kept calling a "her" I still introduced myself by giving her my paw. Which all dog knows means pet me now until I say stop.

Sooner than I needed, Dr. B was ready for me. He stuck the temperature thing up my butt and Mom showed him the lump on my back she was worried about. At first Dr. B gave a puzzled concerned look and then looked at his notes. He told Mom he thinks it is just from the antibiotic shot he gave me the week before when my toofers got pulled and the ones remaining cleaned. Dr. B tried to give me a SNACK. NO THANK YOU!! Sorry Dr. B, I just want out of this place. We walked straight out since Mom was going back w/ Pepper as soon as she dropped me off at the house. She only has room for 1 dog butt in the car at a time. BOL.

I haven't been on the pain medication since yesterday morning and am happy about that. Makes my head hard to lift up, my legs wobble when I walk and my ears feel like they need to be shaken all the time. It was still light out and the sun was kind of shining. I spotted an EVIL CROW and took off after him barking. I walked a little slow back to the house, but when Mom gave me a small SNACK I actually ate it.

Mom looked at me and said she was retiring her nursing hat.

No more hand delivered water.
No more canned food.
No more turning my nose up at going outside.
But I still get to take the rest of the tasty anti angry back swelling pills that taste like beef and the rest of the antibiotics that are wrapped in ham. TASTY.

Thanks for all the POTP and warm wishes for my health. Today I got a card from Mom's Mom and Dad wishing me well wishes. They have been traveling the United States for the last 2 years in their travel trailer and truck visiting all the National Parks and Monuments since the retired. Mom laughs because they have wintered in high desert of Arizona the last 2 winters and this year the weather has been better in the Pacific Northwest than Arizona. BOL.

Sniff at ya later pups, I have some kibble to eat and some water to drink.

~Scooter~

Road to Recovery.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

This morning I wanted to get out of bed and there was no yips or yipes. I wagged my tail as I walked down the hill shaking the cobwebs out of my head from the drugs. I asked to go outside and peed a couple times and left a good bit of stuff for Mom to pick up.

I'm able to scratch my ears and hind end so improvement on less pain and movement. Since I haven't been eating except for what I may insist on from now on, canned food and only small portions if any, I have little to do outside. Mom says we'll keep the pain pills up for 2 pills worth (4 days) and that is the day we go back to see Dr. B if needed. If all is good we stick to anti-inflamatories and the antibiotics until the antibiotics run out and we don't need the other.

Thanks so much for all the PoTP everypup sent. It worked and makes us so happy to know that one good wag deserves another.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Worser Part III.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Well on Saturday I woke up and my tail was wagging and I ate more canned food. I laid on the Scooter chair and barked at the CROWS and any noise from outside. The weather was sunshiny and I spent some time outside soaking up some vitamin sunshine. Dr. B called to check on me and Mom told him I was wagging my tail and was feeling better.

Sunday morning I woke up and when Mom lifted me out of bed I yelped again. I walked slowly down the hall and went outside. I just laid on the Scooter chair or couch and felt worse for the rest of the day.

I yelped again this morning, but when I went outside the sun was kind of out and I spent about 10 minutes sniffing stuff. (we lost that hour yesterday - I wonder if that's why I felt bad, knowing I was missing an hours sleep that day). I was walking really slow and hunched over.

Mom stopped by to talk to Dr. B so after talking to her he sent her home with some true pain killers. So now I have 3 pills to take a day and Mom has to chop 2 of them up into either halves or quarters. I get 2 of them wrapped in ham and the other tastes like beef, I gobble them right up.

We are giving this until Thursday and going back in to see Dr. B if I don't feel better. I just had dinner and was out in the yard for privacy please. Now I'm back up on the Scooter chair and now ready to take a drug induced triple rainbow w/ MEATZ™ at the end of each of them (also conveniently ending right there at the foot of the Scooter Chair.

So that's how it is around the Papillon Pack household.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

It Gets Worser and Worser.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Last time I was on here I told you how down in the dumps I had been feeling. How I had to get a butt squeeze and a buzzed butt from the V-E-T. Who I am telling you right now if I saw him at a dog park I would run away as fast as I could. In fact I think he should be locked up because of how he violates my body poking me and stuffing things in me every time I am at his office. But I digress.

I was still not feeling good on Tuesday, but Mom thought I was just sulking from the previous nights violation. No Mom, I don't feel good. I wouldn't even sniff chiggen or look at water.

Which was apparent the next morning when Mom picked me up out of bed (I like sleeping in longer than can be allowed before she leaves for "work") and I screamed. Mom panicked and called the nice lady at the front desk of the V-E-T and instead of heading back to comfy bed for a day long nap I was out the door with Mom. The word "enema" was used a couple times and let me tell you, my world would have been less traumatized had I never experienced my first one a couple years ago.

Mom did a drop and go - which is not what a dog would think it is. She just dumped me at the V-E-T and strolled out the door headed to "work".

I spent the day at the V-E-T having my blood drawn, an update on my distemper - and dis dogs temper *badabing* - eating 2 cans of dog food (I didn't know it came in the uncrunchy version when Santa Paws wasn't around), being spoiled and told how cute I am, and best of all no butt flush.

Last night I still was under the weather and again this morning when Mom picked me up I yelped. Of course she called the V-E-T and lucky an appointment at 9 was open w/ Dr.B and she took it. Thinking we would just go down and have Dr.B just assure Mom everything was ok, this was not how the day turned out. Pretty much it sucked.

First I was nuked with xrays, which gave the news that I have a herniated disc.

Then somebody in a mask leaned over me and told me to count SNACKS I'd like to eat. I got to 3 paws and the next thing I knew I woke up and my mouth felt really different.

8 teeth less different! All my top front teeth - gone. A side top tooth - gone. I have fresh breath and shiny polished teeth, those that remain.

Good news is as follows:
*the surgery was later in the day so I was still a bit woozy on my feet
when we got home.
*Mom got antibiotics and pain pill messed up so I see double rainbows dude!
*I get canned food with gravy and none of the other dogs do until my teeth feel better.
*Mom brings me water in a special ceramic cup to drink out of.
*I barked at the garage kitteh and I still sound the same. BOL!

Well I'm feeling a bit droozy and am going to ask Mom for a lift up to the couch.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

I Got NO Yip in My Giddyup!

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

I couldn't even drag myself this far and had to have Mom carry me out of bed and out to the front room. To put it succinctly - I felt horrible. My nose was warm and my tummy was making rumbly noises and was super tight like a bloated water balloon.

Saturday was by far the worst day because nothing made my ears even prick up. Not SQUIRREL. Not CROW. Not SNACK™. Not even CAR RIDE!! I just gazed listlessly at Mom and slept all day long. I didn't even want any chicken stock ice cubes Mom has in the freezer. No water, no food, no cheese - nothing.

Mom took a snuggle nap with me after she made me go outside where I only ate grass. I couldn't even lift my leg for privacy please - just did the young puppy stance.

We'd already missed the window for the V-E-T open on Saturday. Since there was no urka gurkas for hours on end and just a dog with a bloated belly from needing his butt squeezed no emergency V-E-T.

Mom took me out on a WALK hoping to move some stuff through me. All it did was make me move like a hunched up constipated dog. Finally I just stopped and Mom carried me back to the house. Right as she put me down at the driveway I walked over to the dirt and took care of some serious business. My tail was still not wagging, but I did allow Mom to bring me cold water in the tiny 1/4 C measuring thing and hand feed me some kibble.

Sunday was ok - I still just laid around looking miserable. I did have Mom fluff the pillows and blanket for me. She doesn't do that great of a job making them neat and even so I helped her fix it by rearranging it to my liking.

This morning we were up "bright and early" words I really cannot grasp the concept of. Next thing I knew I was headed out the door with Mom. Since she'd done all her scrubbing and dressing in the "no-dog-hair-please-clothes" and smelling like she will be going to work, I figured I'd be going to work with Mom.

Nope - she snuck me into the V-E-T and my butt was violated. My rear was buzzed, splashed with some stuff that only a baby wold like to smell like - something Mom called "baby powder". Then she just drove me home and left for "work".

I've at least eaten some food today and am jumping up on the couch myself. I'm sure I'm at least up to some MEATZ™. Sure wish Mom looked like she was making some of that instead of that lettuce stuff.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

First There Were the Crows. Then came the Seagulls.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

As you all know, CROWS send me into a BARKING FRENZY to the ire of Mom.

Then came the SEAGULLS last weekend.

This afternoon after the Rainapaloza DUCKS landed in the backyard to splash in the pond that appeared in the backyard.

What is this yard of mine becoming?

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~