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Nibble's World

Oww My Aching Back

I gotta tell ya puppies, I feel like an old dog. Don't ask me what I did because I honestly don't know...Sunday the folks noticed that I wouldn't jump on the bed or couch and I was walking kind of gingerly. I even yelped once for no reason. Maybe this is some payback for barking at that huge skelton the neighbors have over their garage. But, in my defense, you gotta see that thing in the dark! Creepy!

Monday morning I seemed better but as the day went on I wouldn't jump and I had trouble getting up the stairs. That night Mom picked me up so that I could be next to her on the couch and tried to help me lean back and I yelled in pain. That scared her. Me too.

Tuesday I was still feeling poorly and the folks took me for a car ride. Right to pokey vet lady. The last place I want to go when I don't feel good. (Okay, I don't want to go there when I'm feeling great!) I hid under the chair but pokey vet lady found me. Just my luck, she's good at hide and seek. I even barked at her but she does not scare easy. Guess what the first thing pokey vet lady did? Put me on a table and put a thermometer where things should only come out. Nice seeing you too, Doc. Then she proceeds to twist and pull me like I am stretch Armstrong. She kept telling the folks that I wasn't telling her anything. Was I suppose to divulge state secrets? If so 007 has nothing on me. I didn't even give her my name, rank or serial number.

Pokey vet lady says I "torqued" my back and I am not allowed to jump or go for walks for 7-10 days. She gave me some pills. I am to take it easy. Noooo problem. All I want to do is nap. I found a great place. I found my old bed in Mom and Dad's walk in closet. Sort of like my own cave with a comfy bed and I can lay there and watch them in their bedroom. Mom puts my pills in this yummy pill pocket. Gotta love that.

By the way the pokey vet lady was very happy that I have lost 3 pounds. She congratulated Mommy. Why, I don't know. I'm the one starving to death. Mommy has been on a diet too so maybe pokey vet lady was happy with her weight loss. Of course she didn't congratulate me and I have been walking Mom. Us dogs get no credit.

When I got ready to leave the vet's office pokey vet lady didn't give me my treat. What is up with that? I barked, "Hey! Where's my treat, babe?" She ignored me.

This morning I threw up. Mom called pokey vet lady and ratted me out. I get rice for lunch and dinner. Dad is making it for me. He has never made rice. He is so not Iron Chef material. Why couldn't she ask him to make me a steak or even eggs? He knows how to make that. I think pokey vet lady is trying to kill me.

Hopefully I'll be right as rain in a few days. Pokey vet lady says my knees are a little worse though this is not why I am feeling bad. Seems I get to see another vet person in a few weeks. Mom hopes I don't need surgery. I'll keep you all posted.

My rice lunch is cooled and I better go eat. If Dad hasn't poisioned me I'll bark at ya later!

I'm An Animal!

One of my favorite people visited this weekend and Mommy said I behaved like a druken frat boy! I can't help it. I LUV Becky! I love everyone but I really, really LUV Becky. I was all over her. Mommy asked her if she rolled in hamburger before she came over. Not that I would mind if she did. Mommy thinks I go nuts because I like Becky's lotion. It's brown sugar and figs. All I know is she smells like desert! Yummy! I eventually settled down and chewed my rawhide bone while they talked.

I went to the vet and had the nurse-y weigh me. I now weigh 26.6 lbs. She was pleased with my weight loss. I still have more to lose.

We went to the dog store and I wanted this one lady's attention. I sat right in front of her. Mommy was so proud of me. The lady thought I was adorable. That back fired though. She wants to know why can't I do that with Becky. (because I LUV her!)

Saturday afternoon I met a new dog in the neighborhood. A pomerianm-chihuahua mix puppy named Tigger. Tigger has been a great canine ambassador. The children that live in his house are normally afraid of me. No, really. They liked to watch me but was afraid of me. A cavalier. Go figure. Anybark, this Saturday they all came up and petted me! How cool is that! Michael, who lives next door to them, saw that they were petting me and came over. He said, "I remember this guy! The first time I met him was at the bus stop!". Mommy was surprised that I made such an impression.

I better run. Bark at ya later!

I'm Blessed

Of course I know I'm blessed. How could I not? I have a great life.

I had an interesting day Saturday morning. The folks took me to this new "kennel" grandpa is at. We went to this park like area and there were all sorts of furs..a police dog, a grey kitty, a shutzu puppy, a golden retriver and three greyhounds. This guy, his name was Father Duffy, said some nice things about us animals and then he came over and he had this little gold wand and he sprinkled me with water. Man that was cold! The folks said he blessed me. I didn't even sneeze! I also got a $10 gift card to PetSmart so I must be blessed! How cool is that?

I visited Grandpa and his room mate Mr. Baker. They were glad to see me. I had to climb this long flight of stairs to get there. That was weird. I've never seen steps like that. I got to ride the elevator back down. I met some nice older people in the lobby who asked if I got blessed. The most I can make out is these old people like to throw water on doggies and bless them. It's not as bad as a bath so I'm okay with it.

Guess what? There was a cabinet full of birdies in the lobby! Sure was! I smelled it but the minute I wanted to check it out Mom took me outside.

Then Mom and Dad took me to the pet store and weighed me. I lost 12 oz. this week! Woo-Hoo! Last week by the store scale I lost 1.5 lbs. pokey vet lady wants me to lose 5 lbs. Next saturday I'm going to go to her office and use her scale to see how much I've lost. Mommy use to give me a half cup of kibble twice a day and let me have some of what she's eating. Now I get a fourth cup of kibble and a half cup of green beans or carrots twice a day. She has noticed that I don't turn up my nose at food. (Is she kidding? Blessing is one thing, I don't want to fast!)

I feel like part of the family on this diet. Since being married five years ago, Mommy has lost 80 pounds. Uncle Ralph and Aunt Trisha have been on a diet for a year and he has lost 90 pounds and she has lost 102 pounds.

Finally, I saw that snooty cat again. Last week I was in the car and Dad pulled in the driveway and there was that stuck up cat prancing down the sidewalk in front of MY house. You bet I barked! I said "Dad! Throw it in reverse and hit the gas!". He didn't. He is no help. I honestly don't know where he got his license. Must of flunked the section on running over cats.

It is getting cooler here. This morning I got in bed with the folks and snuggled between them for half an hour. I love that!

Gotta run puppies. Today Dad and I are going to supervise a plumber and a furnance guy! This should be fun!