Mom took me to a Toastmasters meeting woof her tonight. It was a special one where they met around a camp fire. I stayed in the truck in case the peoples was scared of big dogs, and so I wouldn't interrupt the meeting, but I got to listen and all that. I was so good and quiet that Mom was real happy woof me fur not barking.
I think maybe Mom could get me some toys to play woof fur when I have to wait in the truck fur her.
Oct 16, 2008
Doggy Babble
Just thought I'd let you know I'm still alive and well here. Mom's been taking me woof her in the truck most days, but we haven't gotten to the dog park in awhile. Seems we always run out of time before we can go there now that the days are so much shorter and getting dark so much earlier. We like long days better.
Sometime, while Mom is working on her computer, she watches TV too. Is a big old arm chair and a 27" console TV, both that she got fur free over the internet, classed as home theater seating? I guess it must be cuz she does watch movies and such.
Today Mom let me into the house and she went out into my run and did a bunch of cleaning up of my "evidence" and a bunch of weeds that's been growing there. She hasn't finished I see, there's still more weeds and "evidence" to be cleaned away, but it's looking lots better anyway. When she came into the house she got real mad at me and said I was a bad dog, then made me go back outside again. I don't know why... I mean, gee, all I did was entertain myself woof the bag of garbage. I ate some and dragged a bunch out over the carpet in the living room, and across the kitchen floor too. I mean, I had to get a good look and sniff at it all. And she got mad at me fur that. It's not like I ate her cat or her parrot, she should be glad about that.
Anyway, tonight I got to take over her body fur a bit so I can write this too you woof out trying to type woof my big paws. I think I should let her have her body back now though cuz I need her to open the door so I can go outside fur my last potty break before my cookie and bed. See you soon.
Sometime, while Mom is working on her computer, she watches TV too. Is a big old arm chair and a 27" console TV, both that she got fur free over the internet, classed as home theater seating? I guess it must be cuz she does watch movies and such.
Today Mom let me into the house and she went out into my run and did a bunch of cleaning up of my "evidence" and a bunch of weeds that's been growing there. She hasn't finished I see, there's still more weeds and "evidence" to be cleaned away, but it's looking lots better anyway. When she came into the house she got real mad at me and said I was a bad dog, then made me go back outside again. I don't know why... I mean, gee, all I did was entertain myself woof the bag of garbage. I ate some and dragged a bunch out over the carpet in the living room, and across the kitchen floor too. I mean, I had to get a good look and sniff at it all. And she got mad at me fur that. It's not like I ate her cat or her parrot, she should be glad about that.
Anyway, tonight I got to take over her body fur a bit so I can write this too you woof out trying to type woof my big paws. I think I should let her have her body back now though cuz I need her to open the door so I can go outside fur my last potty break before my cookie and bed. See you soon.
Oct 2, 2008
Random Barks
- Mom has a new-to-her set of 2 big arm chairs that you can put together and make a love seat. They're brown and she got 'em off Freecycle.
- One of Mom's big chairs is close to the parrot cage, so now the parrot comes out of the cage, onto the chair, and gets Mom to feed her little bits of what Mom's eating.
- Mom gives her apple cores to the rat and he loves them. When Mom asked Kashi's last owner if he likes fruit and veggies, they didn't know. Guess they never gave him any. Don't think they cleaned his cage much either, or ever gave him a bath.
- There's a sale on a thing called a pulse oximeter.
- One of Mom's big chairs is close to the parrot cage, so now the parrot comes out of the cage, onto the chair, and gets Mom to feed her little bits of what Mom's eating.
- Mom gives her apple cores to the rat and he loves them. When Mom asked Kashi's last owner if he likes fruit and veggies, they didn't know. Guess they never gave him any. Don't think they cleaned his cage much either, or ever gave him a bath.
- There's a sale on a thing called a pulse oximeter.
Cell Phone Boosters
As a dog, I don't really care about phones, even the cell phones so many people have now. Other dogs in the dog park wouldn't think I"m cooler cuz I have a cell phone clipped to my collar, or if someone called fur me when I was there walking or playing woof the other dogs. Cell phones are fur people. I am happy that my Mom has one. She doesn't use it a whole lot, never uses up all her minutes per month, but it's real good that she has it when she needs it. I like to make sure Mom is safe all the time and having a cell phone could be important if the truck broke or anything else bad happened. I want to make sure she can always have cell waves to make her call on too, so I would like to see her get a cell signal booster.
Getting Chilly Here.
We've been having some real nice, summer-like days here for most of September. The nights were lots cooler than summertime though. Earlier on, Mom had to light the pellet stove a couple times cuz it was so cool in the house and she had to be sure that it was warm enough fur the birds. Fur me, the cat, the rabbit, and the five chinchillas, she know we got fur so would be okay in the cool house, but concerned about the stupid birds. And her nose was cold. She can put more clothes on everywhere, but not on her nose and she hates a cold nose... arf, arf, arf. She likes to have a window open in her bedroom fur as long as she can 'til it gets real cold, so she heaps up lots of blankets onto her bed. When she first gets in she's cold fur a bit, but then it finally warms up and she's toasty. I think she should get some of those heated mattress pads, one fur her, one fur me and one fur each of those wimpy birds. That'd keep us all comfy and warm while we sleep. Bark!!
An Animal Show
Things here at home are a real animal show lately. I mean, really. Bark!!!
It wasn't enough that Mom had me, a rabbit, a budgie bird and 5 chinchillas, but at the start of the summer she brought home a parrot and they talk to each other. "Pretty bird", "Pretty bird", back and forth it goes. Sheeeesh, she's not that pretty. Then in August, she lets our friend Cyndi bring a cat over and drop it off here so it wouldn't have to go to the SPCA animal shelter and live in a little cage 'n all this other crud. It loves Mom, but spits and snarls at me, threatening me woof her claws. That made 10 of us critters living here in the house woof Mom. That should be enough. Should, ya.
About a week and a half ago, Mom got a delivery here. Two ringneck doves. Then a day or two later, another delivery. A rat!! A white RAT!!! For pete sake, what's next?? Yesterday, Mom got a visit from Shannon, then when I came in I noticed the 2 doves are gone now. She said she liked 'em but the cage was too small fur them so she gave 'em away so they can have a bigger cage and a better life. If it was spring instead of fall, I think she'd have made them a nice home out in our shed, but right now, woof winter coming on, I think the thought of frozen water dishes and trecks through the snow to look after 'em made a big difference. Does this mean Mom is getting old??
Oh ya, she keeps taking the rat, Kashi, out of the cage and letting the icky thing crawl around on her shoulders and in her hair and such. YUCK! I mean, it's a freaking RAT folks!!
It wasn't enough that Mom had me, a rabbit, a budgie bird and 5 chinchillas, but at the start of the summer she brought home a parrot and they talk to each other. "Pretty bird", "Pretty bird", back and forth it goes. Sheeeesh, she's not that pretty. Then in August, she lets our friend Cyndi bring a cat over and drop it off here so it wouldn't have to go to the SPCA animal shelter and live in a little cage 'n all this other crud. It loves Mom, but spits and snarls at me, threatening me woof her claws. That made 10 of us critters living here in the house woof Mom. That should be enough. Should, ya.
About a week and a half ago, Mom got a delivery here. Two ringneck doves. Then a day or two later, another delivery. A rat!! A white RAT!!! For pete sake, what's next?? Yesterday, Mom got a visit from Shannon, then when I came in I noticed the 2 doves are gone now. She said she liked 'em but the cage was too small fur them so she gave 'em away so they can have a bigger cage and a better life. If it was spring instead of fall, I think she'd have made them a nice home out in our shed, but right now, woof winter coming on, I think the thought of frozen water dishes and trecks through the snow to look after 'em made a big difference. Does this mean Mom is getting old??
Oh ya, she keeps taking the rat, Kashi, out of the cage and letting the icky thing crawl around on her shoulders and in her hair and such. YUCK! I mean, it's a freaking RAT folks!!
Here, people... come here!!
Being as I'm a dog, and a very intelligent one at that, when I want to find a people, or anything else, I just start sniffing around to catch a scent to follow. You hoomans have to do it differently, though, so something that helps is to use a people finder thing. You have to have the person's name and it helps if you have the name of the town and state/province where they live, then you can hit a button and WHOOF, you get their phone number. Or so I've read any way... arf, arf, arf.
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