December 17th 2008 7:08 am
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Humom turned on me. I can't believe it. I'm so shocked I'm making my big eyes even more huge. Everything was fine. Mom was sitting at the desk in the den, working on a research study. She threw the ball. I sat in the corner gnawing on it. I look up and note that my brother, Scout Pierce, was sitting on mom's lap while she worked, getting a scratch behind his ears. As if that's the way it works around here! It was clear that Scout Pierce forgot the guiding rule around here: Tenacious D rules the pack. So, I did what I had to do: I lunged, I growled, I attack edScoutie. Scoutie jumped down from humom's lap and started to whimper in the corner. Humom breaks it up and I accidently bite humom's hand. ACCIDENTLY-HELLO!!!Wow, humom can get pretty loud! It's not as if she shouldn'be be thankful for opposable thumbs!
Before you know it, I'm dragged upstairs and find myself sitting in my crate in the locked kitchen upstairs while Scout Pierce sits downtstairs in the office with mom. Gee, he just milked this for everything he could. Clearly I have misunderstood Scout's sneakiness, which makes me respect him just a little bit more. Soon, I hear the water running in the sink in the powder room outside the office downstairs. I suspect mom is soaking her hand. Then I hear the word "bandaid," which must be some sort of dog treat.
In conclusion, I, innocent of any malicious intent, have been wrongly jailed, completely innocent yet sentenced without a fair trial. I have a theory that this is about the fact that I have gone potty on the dining room carpet 3 days in a row and they are just holding a grudge. Blast, I have no prooof! It's a dog's life. A very cute dog's life, but a dog's life nonetheless. Maybe I can make my eyes look bigger when she let's me out and get one of those "bandaid" snacks I heard mom muttering about.
December 6th 2008 1:21 pm
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Lately, I have overheard some of the very generous and kind people who are connected to our family ask my parents for gift suggestions for the children in our family. That is so thoughtful! Now, since I'm the newest dog in our family, I suspect that the relatives already had plenty of good shopping ideas for Scout Pierce and Buddy Elvis, my dog brothers, based on last years' suggestions. How embarrassed they probably were to forget to ask mom and dad what to get me. Well, be not afeared, for I am here to help! Here are some suggestions when shopping for Delilah:
1. Greenies. A girl just can't have too many.
2. Pretty doggie dresses. My signature color is pink but any pastel will do.
3. Plush bunnies. But don't expect to see them intact after Chanukkah. I play hard and have been known to de-fluff a bunny pretty quickly. It doesn't mean I don't love them.
4. Doggie Cub wear. I'm a big fan of the Chicago Cubs. A jersey from any current player will do. Plus Mr. Cub or Ryno would be good. And Ron Santo too. Okay fine, I'll wear a Sutcliffe also.
5. Donations to The Humane Society or no kill shelters like Kay's Animal Shelter in Arlington Heights, Illinois. They saved my life. G-d bless them!
6. Help end these wars.
7. Help feed the hungry.
8. Fixing the economy
9. Good immigration policies.
10. A solution to the healthcare crisis facing America.
These are suggestions only. My preferences: any of the above, especially numbers 5-11. Thanks for asking!
November 15th 2008 9:32 am
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It has been nearly one year since I've been adopted into my furever family. I am so very thankful for my family, my dog siblings, my toys, good food and a warm bed. I used to be homeless and lived in several shelters in Illinois and Kentucky before my family rescued me. I defintely appreciate all that I have now. I haven't gotten too many new toys or clothes lately because my family have been trying to pay something called "high medical bills." I haven't had a lot of greenies in a couple months and not as many new toys but life is still pretty good because my family loves me.
I'm just a little, happy, hopeful dog who doesn't understand complicated and scary things like war, wall street, and health insurance. But I sure feel tension when my humans worry, when they work so hard to help others yet get concerned about things like paying their bills so I can have good dog food and live in a dog house. Our older, teenage human has a job so he can help pay for college. Our younger teen helps out around the house, does his own laundry, makes his own lunch, because the grown ups are often working to try to take care of our pack. We aren't rich or anything but we have so much more than so many others.
My family is very hopeful and so am I! Our country has been smart enough to choose President-elect Barack Obama and Joe Biden to go to the White House! They will bring our country together and help make new laws and practices that turn things around, and help families just like ours. During the long campaign, Mom and dad met some cool, smart pet owners on Dogster called Pets for Obama. PFO folks shared our humans' ideas about the problems our country has faced the past few years, and also believe now Presdident-elect Obama should be our new leader. Again, I am just a little happy dog who doesn't understand all the details about this world. But if my family can get some help, maybe I can get new toys and Greenies again, soon!
Recently, some pet owners (on Catster, actually) who wanted someone besides President-elect Barack Obama to win the presidency, seemed to get excited and their emotions ran high. They posted some pretty angry, not very gentle things that sounded threatening, frankly, towards our President-elect. Lots of reports were made to HQ about this. To these people we say: We are truly sorry for your disappointment. Honestly, if President-elect Barack Obama had lost, we would have been frustrated, also. It's hard when your team loses. I know because my humans have beeen Chicago Cub fans for a long time. But please, let's not get mean and say scary, untrue , and threatening things. That's not cool.
Here's what I think: Let's all try to remain happy and hopeful and do the best we can to come together! Let's say we are sorry for postingg mean things out of anger or disappointment. If any of us have written and posted mean things in anger, and they offend someone, let's all think about removing them and saying sorry, I was just frustrated. The fact is, all Americans have a new president coming to the White House, so it's time for change. If we work together, things just might work out best for all Americans. My name is Delilah and I approve this message.