Ginger's Diary

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June 15th 2009 9:00 am
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Mom got so mad at me this morning and I am – at this very moment – still confused.

I realize I am beautiful and have long golden locks with big brown eyes and the figure most girls would die for…but, I AM A DOG!

Mom let us out this morning and I was super excited to find a mud puddle to roll in. Sure she thinks it was nasty and an inconvenience insofar as she was ready to walk out the door for work but I must keep reminding her to refer to the aforementioned reference line. Nuff said.

Dirty Dogs Unite!


bad mommy!

May 20th 2009 7:01 am
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Mommy is a stickler for saving money. She has some big plan to save enough money (if she doesn't win the lottery first) to purchase a huge portion of land & save all the animals she can. Daddy thinks the idea is sweet but is certain he can't simply meet a dog and then part with it (adoption, etc.) so he told mommy if someone wants to adopt one of the dogs on our futuristic animal rescue spot he will charge them an adoption of $1,000,000,000,000 so he would definitely not have to suffer any sadness when one moves on. Smart isn't he??

Anyway, I love mommy for being the money saver she is but I draw the line at buying me a different food JUST BECAUSE SHE HAD A COUPON. I have very sensitive skin for which I take medicine and have to go to the vet for special shots every couple of months. She is aware that I can't have "colorful" foods as that causes my skin to itch like crazy but she saw the words "lamb & rice" on the bag and A-S-S-U-M-E-D that would be fine.

Thanks mom! I hope I'm not bothering you too much when I am itching at ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT. GEEZ.

Luckily I think she learned her lesson. As for me, back to the vet again this weekend! :(


Fleas are like a computer virus!

April 22nd 2009 7:21 am
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They make you take all of these expensive, uncomfortable cautionary actions to aviod the inevitable. Problem is, how do you know it is the inevitable if you are always avoiding it? I really hate getting that stuff put on my neck once a month! It makes my beautiful golden locks look greasy and not to mention mommy & daddy avoid petting me for days! I say we protest. Send those little boogers to a remote location where they can live happily ever after thus we can do so as well. Are you with me?



March 31st 2009 10:22 am
[ Leave A Comment ] caught me running through the back yard this morning so I think the whole "limping" thing may have to stop. I will try again tonight in hopes she won't tell dad. We'll see.


Hurt paw = lot of love and attention!

March 30th 2009 10:08 am
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As the entire family is aware, I love to run. Tina and I chase each other all over the back yard for hours on end and never tire...ok, yes we do. Anyway, yesterday I was running from the far end of the yard to see mommy on the back porch when I ran over one of "Tina's holes" in the yard. It was pretty painful and I started limping immediately afterward. Initially I was rather upset at Tina about this because it was her fault for digging all of these "unnecessary" holes in the yard but all of a sudden I realized how great this was! Mommy and daddy started giving me all kinds of extra love and attention! I was being carried from one spot to another like a baby. AWESOME! Even when it was time for everyone to go to sleep I was allowed to stay on the human bed! I hate to say it but I kinda like the hurt paw. Hope it doesn't heal too soon. Does that make me bad or just needy?


Too cool...

March 27th 2009 6:09 am
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"Don't let your cool stand in the way of being soulful. Life is too short. Too short to hate. Too short to judge. Too short not to live for. Don't let anything or anyone get the best of you or your heart and mind. If you are going down... go down swinging, singing, loving and cuddling!


Feeding time is the greatest!

February 26th 2009 9:09 am
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Yesterday I heard mom and dad talking about how cute I am when it comes to dinner time. I can tell what time it is by reading the clocks in the house and as soon as it is feeding time I start dancing around and smiling and giving them my “cute eyes”. They don’t even have to look at the clock…they know what time it is! IT’S FEEDING TIME!!!

Once mom and dad decide whose turn it is to feed us they pick up all of our bowls and prepare them in the kitchen (adding goodies to each bowl) and I dance around them, smiling while they add food to the bowl. My sister, Austin sometimes growls at me when I do this. I guess she thinks I am trying to dance my way to her bowl…Meanie! Anyway, we all have our “spots” where we are fed. Austin and Braun are fed in the kitchen. Tina and I are fed in the living room. We have to be separate from the older ones b/c they tend to eat really fast then try to steal our food. Daddy sits there and watches us until we are done so Austin & Braun don’t bully us. Austin is a scary bully and Braun is a funny bully. He can't quite pull off mean. Hee Hee.

Once we are done eating mom and dad pick up our bowls and it’s over. I wish feeding time lasted longer. Much like all the good things in life…they pass so quickly. Oh well, I get to eat again tonight. Puttin’ my dancin’ paws on


Squirrel recall

February 4th 2009 4:44 pm
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Alert to all dogs (and cats) who love to chase squirrels. There is a nationwide recall you should know about: (BTW: this is my own personal recall, not like the peanut thingy dingy) it turns out squirrels are fighting back lately. For instance, I usually chase squirrels with my sister Tina. We do it all the time! As of late they have been easy to catch and I thought…we are getting GOOD. Turns out, they are getting good. This morning I went out in the backyard to chase a squirrel (I call him Bait) and he fought back. When I came in at 5:15 a.m. daddy was still in bed b/c he was going in to work late and mommy was getting ready for work when she noticed blood on the sheets. Upon further review we noticed the squirrel had scratched my underside and I was bleeding. Take note my fellow Dogsters, they are fighting back. Be careful and bring back-up. Love Ginger!


New President

January 28th 2009 5:38 am
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I have decided that I need to start watching more tv. It seems there is a new President and this has had mommy and daddy glued to the television for a while. If I start watching tv maybe that will get me some love and more couch time with my daddy. I soooo love my daddy. What is the big deal about this "President" thing anyway. Does he have good treats? Does he cuddle with dogs? Does he go for long walks through the park and down to the stream? If the answer is yes to any of the aforementioned items, I love him too! Good Luck Mr. President; a lot of dogs are counting on you!


The Holidays are overrated!

January 15th 2009 9:37 am
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I have asked mom to give you a little background on me prior to explaining how I feel about the Holidays. I first lived in a shelter and was adopted by a family who did not like me as much as they liked their other purebred dog. They used to throw things at me and yell at me. The man kicked me in my ribs and broke them. They never took me to the vet so my ribs are healed kinda funny.

The family used to take trips to the lake every weekend and would not take me because I had car sickness. They all loaded up with their favorite dog and left me all by myself in the basement. Mommy knew the people b/c daddy used to be married to the lady. Mommy offered to come over and baby-sit me while they were gone. I was so traumatized that I couldn't understand that mommy was a good person so I ran and hid under a water heater in the basement every time she showed up.

Finally, one day she called and asked the family if she could take me and they (without hesitation) said YES!! I had no idea what I was in for but I was already damaged (emotionally) beyond belief.

Mommy came and got me that same day and when I walked in the door I ran straight to the bathroom and hid behind the toilet. I was there for three days. People kept coming in there, sitting with me, talking to me and petting me. I was not used to sooo much love and attention. The older dog, Austin would come in there and lick me - letting me know it was ok.

I finally came out from the bathroom one day and I found a world of unconditional love, friendship and trust. Ever since mommy and daddy brought me to my forever home I have broken out of my shell. I love to do all sorts of things and mommy even got me used to riding in a car. Daddy would drive us to the river and mommy would sit in the back with me on a blanket with a towel to clean up if I got sick. I eventually got used to the car and realized how much I was missing. We get to go to the river and walk for hours. We play in the water and everything. It is sooo much fun. However, I still get sick when I see us turning down the road to the vet's office...may never get over that one.

Anyway, to the Holiday story. Given my past experience I have a lot of anxiety and anything different or new in the house scares me to death. I am not good with change. So when mommy brings in the tree and all the presents and all the people, I get so scared and upset and hide in the bedroom until it is all over. Once it is all over mommy and daddy make sure to throw out all the scary packages, wrapping, etc. and then daddy comes to get me out of the room. He takes me in the living room to my favorite loveseat and introduces me to all my new toys and treats. It is only at that point I am ok.

So, I guess what I am trying to say is...I don't need presents or trees, or anything like that; I just need my family with me.

Happy New Year to all my Dogsters!

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