Life as a Rocket dog
January 8th 2012 1:08 am
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Here I sit with my typist working in a Newspaper. What has Mom got me into? She told me we needed to get more pups from Westies Unite to stop by the daily threat, but that I have to work for my bones now was never mentioned.
August 2nd 2010 8:52 pm
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Mom told me, we are traveling again. I am used to Airports and Train stations from my life in Germany and Italy, but now we are heading for the Caribbean. Nether my brother Scooter, nor Sis Luna have ever traveled in a plane. I guess I better explain to them about the cargo hold and all those suitcases. As if I would know about this, you see I am a Cabin passenger, lucky me. I get to travel in a Sherpa bag so I can fit under the seat. No wonder Mom watches my weight so close. I can not weigh more than 20 lbs or I would have to go in the belly of the plane. The most fun is when I get petted by those pretty flight attendants. My bag has rolls on it, so I get to stick my head out of the bag as we head through the airport. Everything is ok until we get to the check in. One time I had my head inside of my bag and they told mom to put the bag on the band to get x-rayed. She said that she couldn't and I stuck my head out. Everybody started to laugh and the bag went threw without me. I can just imagine what that customs official would have done if he seen the bones in the bag. I even have to take my collar of, because it beeps when we go threw the scanner. All the passengers ask if Mom gave me a tranquilizer because i am so calm. I was just a born travel dog. Wouldn't you be nice if it meant that you get hugs and get petted by some gorgeous flight attendants. When we go on the plane,even the pilot talks to me. Then it's time to take off. If you think I get worried, you are way of base. I stick my head out of my bag again to check if anybody sits beside Mom, then I lay back down and go to sleep until I smell the food. Most of the time I just beg for the cookies, the rest Mom can have. Before I know it, it's time to get off the plane. I am ready for the warm weather, the sunshine and the ocean, but no, we have to go to the dogter to check our shot records. As we go down the long hallway I hear Caribbean music. There actually is a band playing to welcome us. But where is Scooter and Luna? In the back I hear Scooter talking to me. He was so worried that Mom forgot about him. But he had to go to the large container exit.
February 24th 2009 8:47 pm
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What a great group I was allowed to join. I made so many wonderful new friends. I got to be on the Mardi Gras float , boy what fun. We had our Belly-Up day on Fat Tuesday and yippie, I am on the Belly - Up poster. We have a wonderful Chef on WU, Chef DT, he comes up with the most scrumtious meals. If he keeps this up, I'm gonna get fat. And in July I'm going to get to meet allot of my friends in person. WU has their annual Meet and Great in July at Mackinaw City in Michigan.
January 19th 2009 9:07 pm
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Wow, my Mom just let me join Westies unite and I already have 3 new Friends. I have been so lonely since my brother Buddy went to the Rainbow bridge on January 2nd. But my Mom and Dad said that I am going to get a new Brother and Sister soon. It just takes a while toget all the papers together from the Westie rescue people, but hurraaahhh it got all approved with excellent. I am looking forward to meeting all the nice people here.
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