Happy barkday to me
Happy barkday to me
Happy barkday to me
Happy barkday to me!
Thank you for all the wonderful birthday wishes and rosettes, my loving dogster friends. I am having a wonderful day. I got new treats, a new yellow rainslicker (which I'm probably not going to like, Mama says), and a special dinner. And I got a great walk, and it was very nice of Mother Nature to give us some sunshine today. So I had a great day.
love always,
Izzy
I am a very good girl. Mommy calls me her "bestest nurse". Mommy has an infected tooth, and ended up at the hospital this weekend, on Saturday night! When she got back (6 hours later, loaded up with antibiotics and codeine), I was waiting for her, and I haven't left her side since. I have been curled up sleeping with her, and making sure she's okay. She had a bad reaction to the codeine, and started to hallucinate, but between Mama, me and Rudy, she was okay. She went to her regular dentist first thing this morning, and he gave her some non-codeine painkillers. Even today, although she's feeling a teeny bit better, I haven't let her out of my sight. Her mouth smells funny, and I keep sniffing it, but someone's gotta do it! I love Mommy so much. It's too bad that it looks like one of her toofs has to be pulled. Please send some Power of the Paw to Mommy! She says it's more painful than anything she has gone through yet!
I am normally a sweet, loving dog. I love my Mommy. I love my Mama. I mostly love Rudy. BUT I have got some major jealousy issues. If Mommy or Mama is loving on Rudy, I have to try to get in between them and get love for myself. If Rudy gets a bath, I pounce on her and grrrrr, as soon as she gets out of the tub. I hate it when she gets attention and I don't!
That used to be the end of it. But as I've gotten older (I'm four now), I'm getting worse. I bark, growl and menace if a child even starts walking down the street toward me. If Mama's neices come over, I have to be put in a separate room because I charge at them. I'm only 16 lbs, but I'm getting to be a menace. Today when on a walk, we came across another miniature schnauzer (on lead). Mama knew the lady so she went over. Rudy was an angel (of course). I bared my teeth and snarled. Mama was not impressed, and neither was the lady.
Mama says she has HAD ENOUGH and is getting me sessions with a trainer. Clearly I have issues with jealousy/insecurity? Can a trainer help me with this? Is it too late to be trained? I never used to be this (gulp)... bad.
Dogster Obsessions: The Starter Kit for Dogs by Wildebeest
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