I am Dogabetic- NO MORE TREATS !!

Help me ! Mommy & Daddy are being mean to me...they no longer give me treats! Sometimes they give me a couple of pieces of my new doggie food and pretend that it's a treat. I always eat it , but they are not fooling me. I used to get "real" treats and pieces of mandarin oranges and stuff. Now my doctor says I am dogabetic and Mommy & Daddy stick something in me every morning . I don't really feel it , but I try to run away anyway. They feed me my breakfast after that,so it's not all bad. I have lost some weight ( I wonder why ? ) but the doggie doctor says I am doing great! I have to go back to the doggie doctor in a couple of weeks and see if I am stabilized. If I am, Daddy says I might be able to get the odd "real" treat again.
So keep your paws crossed for me , bark at you soon.

Going to the Vet's

GULP ! Uh oh ...I went to the vet's for my shots and he told Daddy I need my teeth cleaned. Daddy made an appointment for me July 6. Somebody help me! I don't wanna go there. I don't like being away from my family. Who will protect them when I am away? Ted , Zappa & Chuck are pretty good at guarding our yard....but what if those squirrels try running along the telephone wires? They need me there to help patrol the yard. Daddy says it's for my own good. But, isn't that what they always say? Ah well, just wanted to let you know what they are doing to me. Keep your paws crossed. Hope to bark at you soon.

Happy Barkday To Me

Yay I am 4 years old now. My barkday is 1 day after my daddy's. We are both lovable Geminis.......well...I am anyway. For my barkday daddy and mommy took us all to visit Rocket....he is Daddy's son's doggie. He is HUGE ! But I wasn't scared at all cause I had all my brothers with me. We had lots of fun playing in the back yard and peeing every where and Daddy's grandkids kept throwing a ball for me to fetch. Well.....it used to be a ball before Chuck bit it and all the air came out. But I didn't care , it was fun. I hope I have another barkday next week so we can go back there and play some more.

St Patrick's Day Treats

Woof woof ! Yay for St Patrick (whoever he is ) . Daddy's friend , Irene , baked us some special doggie treats. We could smell them as soon as Daddy walked in the door. They tasted doglicious ! Yay for Irene , yay for treats !

Where is Chuck ?

Chuck disappeared in the doggie park today and Mom was real upset. It's a conservation area and there are hundreds of acres there. I always stay pretty close to Mommy , but Chuck likes to run off by himself. It was getting close to the time she had to leave to drive her school bus when someone finally found him. When we got home Daddy told Mommy not to get any more Scotties. They are too independant. I agree. She should only get Cairn Terriers , cause we are the best. Woof woof !

My Trip to the Vet

Several people have asked for the results of my trip to the vets. So....here is what happened .....I had to spend the day there and the results were negative.When Mommy picked me up she was told by one of the vets to try some pills cause that might clear up the problem. (which it did ..by the way).Mommy was furious that the vet had not suggested trying the pills first,before needless and expensive surgery.She has vowed not to return to this fancy,schmancy vet office.Daddy and Mommy now know to ask in future if alternatives are available before surgery.Anyway I am just happy to be healthy again and back with my family who love me so much.

Yippee ! I am Three !

Yay I am 3 years old now! Maybe now Ted will treat me with some respect.My birthday was on Saturday and Daddy's was on Friday.We had a great weekend.On Sunday we all went to visit Rocket,that's Daddy and Mommy's grand dog.His little human , Ryan , played ball with me for hours,then we had roast beef and ice cream birthday cake.It was yummy.I hope 4 is just as good.
Woof woof....for now.

I Survived

Hi everyone. I went to the vets and survived....just barely.They put me to sleep and stole part of my nose.When Daddy came to get me they put a cone on my head.When we got home Mommy made Daddy take the cone off..but not before he took pictures of me.Daddy says he has to wait for lab results to see if I am ok.But...I feel great...and I am excited cause I will be 3 years old on June 4th,the day after Daddy's birthday.He says he is going to get me a nice cake from the 3 Dog Bakery.I just hope Daddy doesn't eat it all.
Bye for now

My 1st diary entry

Woof woof ! Hi everyone.It has been a rough couple of days for me.Yesterday all the kids in the neighborhood were setting off firecrackers and I was scared.I sat beside Mommy and I was shaking for a long time.Tomorrow I have to go to the vets.They think I might have cancer or lupus.The vet told Mommy I am too young for cancer, so it is probably lupus.They will know better after they do a biopsy.I don't like to be away from Mommy and Daddy, so I am sad today.But Daddy says they will make me all better and that is good because I want to stay with my humans for a long,long time.
Well I better get some rest.Wish me luck. Arf at you later.