shaved

We got charlie shaved toady and bot does he look different!! he looks just like a poodle, without the puffy parts. his ears are long and soft, to me they look just like flat cow bells, if a caw bell could be flat . . . anywas his long golden locks are gone but I think he looks adorable!! his fur is about an inch long, it sounds longish but is acually really short! his tail isn't like the rest of him, its flowy sort of. the fur there is longer, it looks like a golden retrever's tail. his fave especially looks poodle like. now I can really see that he inherited the golden retrever body because at first he looked fat but I can still feell all his ribs so its not that. I don't think charlie enjoys his new look much, I think he's cold? he looks sad because all he's doing is sleeping on the chair, and thats not lickly for him! it might just be because we gave him a tranclilizer pill before because if we don't do that before he goes to the groomer he gets all sacred and figitty and they can't cut his face right. the main poin of cutting him was for his face, the hair by his eyes get so long that he has trouble seeing. hope he gets his energy back, oh he doesn't have his cone any more, that went just fine! I will right what happened there later, bye bye!!

He did a Marley

I don't know if you have seen that or read the book (the book was better!) but remember the part where he saw the poodle and ran over WITH THE TABLE! well guess what charlie did! so we were eating lunch at this mexaicain place and I had tied charlie to my charlie but he was pulling my all over the place! my dad, who was eating lunch with us, put the lunch on the table and went back in to get some gwacamolie (haha I can't spell that but its the green stuff you eat with chips) and while he was gone I decided to untie his from my chaire to the table, BIG MISTAKE! so as soon as I tied him he saw some people, and if you know charlie, he has to be friends with EVERYONE! so as soon as he saw then he took off running!! I tried to stop him but it was too late, the food was all over the floor and he was dragging the table with him to those poor people. When my dad got back he was furious whith that darn dog!! but after acouple of hours later (after picking up the table, the food, and saying sorry to the people) we laughed about it.

The Cone

So Charlie got "the cone" toady. He looks so sad!! he wont move at all and I have to carry him places, and believe me! that is not easy! He wont move because he is afraid of hitting something. he is also whimpering and I don't know whats wrong! It might be his surgery pain or because he can't bite it or he is just scared. either way I am very sad. I want to help him and I am lying here next to him petting the poor thing. it will get better though, that's what I was told. right now he is sleeping on the couch, that's good because I think he is dreaming about chasing bunnies :) I will update again and tell u of is progress.

Another poem for Charlie

Narrative Poem – At the Dog Park

Walking up the long pasture,
I could see my dog gaining anticipation with every step.
There were about twenty other dogs there toady
But none had the picture moment face my dog had.
We were almost there and I was struggling to hold the leash
But finally, we were at the gate.
I let him go play and only looked away for a second to fix his leash
When I looked back there was two of him!

One dog was blond and fluff, full of puppy energy,
But the other was exactly the same.
I tried calling ‘Charlie” to see who would look at me,
But the both did!
I had no idea what to do so I just watched them play for awhile.
They were running and jumping, trying to tackle the other
After some time, they both got exhausted from playing so hard
And I new one way to differentiate one from the other!

I petted one, and then the other
Saying good bye to both, just incase
I got the leash and giggled it a few times to get their attention.
Once they were looking at me I yelled “Charlie! Time to go home now!”
One came running up to greet me,
The other ran behind a tree and watch suspiciously
Like I said, Charlie loves walks
Do you know which one was mine?

My dog charlie is so weird!

I had to write a poem about something, so I wrote about my dog! enjoy!Rhyming Poem – Charlie the Dog

My dog Charlie is so weird.

When people come over he does just what I feared!

He runs to them, jumping up high,

then with his muddy paws going right by.

He eats dirt and chews on paper,

Then he disappears just like he’s vapor.

After awhile he gets pretty tired,

And goes to lay down right by the fire.

Looking at him fills me with joy,

And makes me proud to call him my boy!