Momma's been cheating on me

Tonight Mommy came home later than usual and she smelled of other doggies!!! It is permissible for her to smell like the doggies that we see when she takes me to work, but this time, the distinct smell of other foreign doggies could be sniffed. I'm perplexed. Perhaps I'm not being cute enough and I don't think I've gained weight, but what could I have done to drive her away? Oh, um, okay... Well, Mommy just told me that she was just doing a working interview at a vet hospital and that's why she smelled like other doggies. She also did a working interview on Saturday at a different vet hospital but owned by the same people. I didn't notice the other doggie smell because she changed before I got to sniff her. Anyway, she thinks she'll be asked to start working at one or both of them soon so I need to get used to the idea that she will be seeing other dogs besides me. I guess it's okay so I suppose I am reassured that I'm not loosing my charms or packing on the pounds and she tells me that I'm cute as ever.

Pretty much 100%

Today was beautiful out and Mommy took me for a walk. I'm so much better now and chasing birds and squirrels. I stopped in front of this pinecone, but Mommy wouldn't kick it for me. So what if it happened to be about the same size as my body??? She kicked a smaller one for me later though. I started to rip it apart as I often do with pinecones so Mommy sat down on a bench and just watched my tail express all the joy and elation I was feeling. Mommy thought that my tail was wagging as if it had a mind of its own.

Not my knife

Last night, Mommy and Daddy were getting me ready for bed. Daddy was going to cover me up with a towel in my bed when he found a knife in my bed. He immediately thought that I was stowing it away because I was planning to kill him. He feels guilty that he was the one who told me to "go get mamma" which prompted me to run across the couch but then I slipped and was knocked unconscious. Really, it was just very funny and Daddy thought it was strange that I had a knife in my bed. It was actually a butter knife, but he and Mommy were both probably picturing me rearing up on my hind legs with the butter knife clasped and pointed down between my two front paws towards Daddy who would be sleeping soundly. You know, something like in a horror movie. Anyway, it was a knife from Mommy's lunch. She has been taking me and my normal bed with her to work so that I can be more comfortable since before my accident, she just had an extra, less comfortable bed at work for me. When packing up to go home, she just put her dishes from lunch into my bed so she could carry it out to the car. When she got home, she took the dishes out, but forgot about the knife. Mommy's actually happy that Daddy found it because it could have lead to another accident if it was sticking out at me or my eyeball in a weird direction and I bumped into it. So really, I wasn't intending to kill Daddy. Mommy and I don't blame him in the slightly. I go running across the couch all the time. Just that one time, I happened to slip at a bad spot and the table was there for me to hit my head on. Since my accident, Daddy has moved the table out of the way, so the same thing can't happen again later.

Meds give me the runs

I'm happy to report that I'm doing so much better. Mommy gave me my pain medication last night and later that night I kept bothering Mommy to take me to go potty about every hour or so. I don't seem to be very painful, so Mommy is going to discontinue the pain meds to try to keep my poop more firm. Plus, my discharge papers said to stop taking the medication if I had vomitting or diarrhea. Mommy had considered giving me a bland diet to help calm my tummy, but she's probably just going to feed me like normal and if my poops are still runny, then maybe she'll prepare the bland diet - browned ground beef and rice. Maybe I'll try to keep them runny on purpose. I love beef!

Headache of a lifetime

Last night I was playing with Daddy on the couch as I normally do. Then I ran over to Mommy who was on the other end of the couch. I slipped and fell, hitting my head on a table on the way down. I don't remember anything else but sort of waking up and seeing Daddy's face. He was talking to me and then scooped me up and put me into my bed. Then I was in my bed on Mommy's lap in a car while Daddy was driving us somewhere. I really didn't know what was going on but we made it to the emergency veterinarian. I was wondering where we were so I actually sat up to see what was going on. A lady took me to the veterinarian who examined me. After a bit, they put me into a cage with my bed and Mommy and Daddy came to see me. I didn't feel like moving much but was happy to see Mommy. She only looked in on me for a few seconds and then Daddy, and then they both left! Afterwards, the lady and veterinarian poked me and put something into my arm and hooked plastic tubes up to it. I rested the whole night and people kept checking up on me and took me potty once. In the morning, they tried to feed me, but I didn't want to eat. At one point, they did get me to eat a little. Then, I was brought out to Mommy and Daddy and they took me home. They said that I had a concussion and that I was knocked unconscious once my head hit the table. Since I rested during the night and seemed to get better, they told me that I'm going to be okay. Daddy took the day off and watched me when Mommy went to class. When Mommy came home, we cuddled. I'm feeling better but have a major headache and my legs don't seem to do exactly what I want them to. I am able walk and run though, but I can't shake my body too hard because it doesn't feel good. My appetite has come back and tonight, I ravenously ate dinner. Mommy and Daddy are really happy that I'm improving and I hope I will feel 100% better soon. They were really worried, especially Mommy. I think I'll be okay and I'm glad that I have plenty more time to spend with my mommy.

Hiccups

Mommy was on the computer and I got the hiccups. Mommy thinks my hiccups are so cute. They don't seem to last very long though.

Mommy looked up "dog hiccups" on Google and found a forum where one vet posted a reason for hiccups that we've never heard of before. It's a very interesting explanation. If anyone has scientific evidence or links to articles for why we have hiccups, please message Mommy and me. We're very curious about this.

The website that we found is http://www.pets.ca/forum/showthread.php?t=8832 if you are interested in reading all the other posts or browsing the rest of the site. The post of interest follows in quotes.

"Hiccups are presumed to be a vestigal reminder of the womb: the lungs need some type of strengthing exercise while in a watery environment. Hiccups are a means to exercise the diaphragm, the wide sheet of muscle that seperates the abdomen from the thorax, until the fetus is delivered into a dry environment and must rely on exchanging gases via the lungs.

Hiccups are normal.

Dr. Van Lienden"

Muttluks

Today Mommy have been feverishly posting items up for auction on eBay. She had considered selling my Muttluks booties, but she decided to give them another try on my feet. She feels that she could train me to wear them. The first time she tried to get me to wear them ended up with only my front feet in booties. I was frozen still and wouldn't move. She felt so bad for me that she put them away never to been seen again until today. This time she only put one on and gave me a treat. Daddy called me over to him to make me walk with it on. It wasn't much fun. At first I tried walking with only the legs that didn't have the bootie on it. It wasn't going too well so I actually started to use the foot with the bootie. Each time I would put my foot down, I would pick it back up, way up high into the air. My front leg whirled around kind of like a propeller blade. After I made it to Daddy and got the treat, Mommy took the bootie off and it was a normal day again. She told Daddy that she's going to try to gradually get me used to the booties little by little so that maybe I can use them this winter. We'll just have to see about that...

Scared

The other day Daddy and I were having a fun time playing. He'd throw the tiny tennis ball and I'd go after it. Then he'd chase after me. I try to be tricky and evade him by going around the kitchen counter island but stopping before he can get me then by zooming around the other side. This time, Daddy decided to dive directly in my path around the other side. I wasn't prepared for this because usually he is on the other side. I was so scared that I ran into the laundry room door and scrambled all around, dropped the tennis ball, and booked straight into my bed where it is always safe. Daddy has such a good time playing me with.

Cookies!!!

Momma got Employee of the Week at work and the reward is a candy bar, but they know that she doesn't eat candy bars, so they offered her fancy dog cookies instead. I was happy about it. Mommy loves to take a million pictures of me and did so as I was enjoying one of the cookies. She helped me post one of the best ones on my page. The cookie was hard but very tasty once I cracked off small pieces with my teeth. :)

Falling

Yesterday I was playing on Momma's lap and then I lost my balance and fell off onto the couch and almost onto the floor. Mommy saved me by catching me but Daddy was laughing. He thinks it's funny when I fall or trip or things like that. He's one of those people that contribute to the reason why all those kinds of videos are always on America's Funniest Videos.