December 6th 2007 6:56 pm
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Well, mom thinks I must be feeling better these days ...
My cushings disease has had me pretty wiped out for the past few months. So wiped, that I haven't even tried to pull my wonderfully enthralling escapes from the restrictions of homelife, in a long time. Well, the medicine must be doin' the trick, because I pulled a fast one on Mom!! The other night, she opened a door just a bit too slowly, and I was a flash of black against the new snow! What a thrill! Cool air in my nostrils (oh, let me correct that - COLD air in my nostrils ... it was 15 degrees out!) fresh powder under my pads, nobody tellin' me where to lay or what NOT to do!!! I was free. Mom has learned that she can't catch me, I's too fast for anyone. I like to do "fly-by's" which is where when someone is outside trying to persuade me to come in, I play like I'm listening and coming closer, then at just the right time I FLY BY them and run like the wind! It is great fun - you should try it sometime :o)
Well, mom was mad. (It was 10:30pm ... after mom had worked all day and got home from her SECOND job at 10:15) I played outside for about an hour, then she started getting angry cuz I was barkin' at the moon (hey, a gal's gotta howl sometime!!!) And my paws were getting cold anyway, so I decided to come in and let HER chill out! :o)
(Mom's glad I'm feeling well enough to run for an hour, but she wishes I'd chose an earlier time of day!)
November 7th 2007 4:23 pm
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Hello, doggie world.
I don't know what's up with my mom. She's always fussing over me these days. It's not like she doesn't have anything else to do, what with my humanoid sibblings and all ... but mom thinks I'm really sick. (I'm thinking I've got her fooled!)
She says I have this disease called Cushions - no that's not right ... that's the couch thingie ... Cushings (THAT's it!) This Cushings stuff causes my body to make too much steriods or something like that (I haven't noticed being able to leap tall buildings or anything you'd expect from steroids ...) Mom says that the steroids make me want to eat and drink more (ok, noticed that! and who told the vet I had gained 5 pounds since May? not nice - a lady's got to protect her numbers, ya know?) And Mom says that because I eat and drink more, I have to ... you know ... potty more (true, that.) So, I guess I do have this disease thing. But I don't think I'm really sick ~ I'm just hungry and thirsty alot more!
It's like this, we went to the vet and mom told her about my symptoms, so the vet kept me one whole day and they poked me with a needle a bunch of times. (They was real nice about it, and gave me treats after, but I still am holding a grudge.) The vet then told mom about the cushion disease thing and gave mom some medicine for me. So now, mom makes me "Open Wide" and pushes a white, nasty tasting thingie down my throat. Seems it's supposed to take away my thirst. So far, that's a no go although I do notice I'm not piddling in the house as much, here lately. (I really don't MEAN to do it, but sometimes I just can't gets myself out my doggie door in time, so ... Bummer. I'm too old for accidents, and it bothers me.)
Here's the funny part, though. Mom has started giving both me and my dog brother Gideon (stupid-head, if you ask me) vitamins. He's now all ticked off because mom shoves a big nasty tasting thing down HIS throat! I just giggle while he squirms. He's such a goof ball baby. He forgets - every time - that once mom's done she gives us a big hunk of cheese! Makes it all worth while!
So, I guess I will continue to take my little white nasty-tasting thingie for a while, as long as the cheese holds out.
Gotta go now, mom's rattling the pill bottle.
Born to rule, Lady
October 28th 2007 5:35 pm
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I guess I should introduces myself before I start tellin my stories ...
My name is Lady TinkerBelle Von Sheldon and I am a pedigreed Standard Schnauzer. (Doesn't that sound snooty?!) My daddy is a champion SS from Italy and my mommy is a champion SS from Indiana. My litter mate brother went to Westminster a few years ago and placed 2nd in our breed. He's my claim to fame ~ that could have been me! When he won, my mommy kept muttering something about being a REALLY poor puppy picker, but I like to think she got the best of the bunch. I's not snooty like him, even if I sometimes put on "hairs" and all.
I am queen of my house - the world definitely revolves around my existence, and I like it that way. I's not much of a snuggler ... you can pet me for a bit, but then I likes to move away. My mommy thinks I'm actually part cat ... and now that I think of it, I do like to pounce on tiny toys and toss them up in the air, then pounce on them all over again. I sleep at the end of my mom's bed, although she tries to pull me up near her for the first 5 minutes when we go to bed. Then I remind her that "enough's enough" and I move away to get myself all comfy. I's more of a morning cuddler, if anything.
I'm seven years old, so that makes me about 50 in them people years ... wow, I'm older than my mommy (not by much, though!) I have two human brothers, a human sister, and ONE ANNOYING PUPPY BROTHER. His name is Gideon and he's a ... (I can hardly say it ...) a mutt. He calls himself a golden-doodle and claims that he's the best part of a Golden Retriever and the best part of a Standard Poodle ~ I think he's a "snoodly peice of poop", but that's just my opinion. He's not very smart - at least compared to me! You should see his photos! His nickname is Gid-iot ... and once you see his pics you'll see that he's called that for obvious reasons. It drives me crazy the way he brown noses up to all them humans. Like they can't see through all that mushy stuff! The scary thing is, most of them buy into it! They act like they really like all his tail wagging, goofy faced, puppiness. What's up with that? It embarrasses me to see him put on such a tasteless exhibition. Sometimes I have to run up and nip him in the butt to make him stop! (Mom say's I don't likes it that he steals some show or something, but that's not it! I swear!) He's GOT to learn to be more civilized and refined ... I've tried to teach him, but he's almost 2 years old now - that's like high school in human years - shouldn't he be maturing by now????? Ugh.
Ah well, I guess that's enough of an introduction for now. I will write more when I can get to the computer. It's tough, what with my four humans in the house ... one's in college, one's in high school, one's in middle school, and my mom is a high school counselor! UGH. I've taken to checking into Dogster after they all go to bed. Like I said, I'm not into all the snuggling stuff anyway.
I'll sign ... Born to Rule, Lady