What? Me? Scared?

 I'm not scared of a little wind and rain.  Hurricane Sandy can just bark her way back to Broadway and her pal Annie where she belongs.  Arf.  Just because I've been snuggling up to Aunt Pat more, and whimpering for attention, doesn't mean I'm scared.  I'm trying to divert Aunt Pat's mind from the storm.  I know she usually gets really bad migraines before something like this, and I want to keep her mind off of it.  

Plus, this is the first really bad storm that Freddy's experienced since he's come to live with us.  I'm snuggling up to him to be sure he's not afraid.  He may look calm, cool, and collected on the outside, but he could be a bundle of nerves on the inside.  He's been on and off of Aunt Pat's lap all weekend.  I'm just doing my part to keep the household running smoothly. 

 I've been under the weather the past few weeks.  Just having some tummy trouble.  I kept throwing up, and the humans couldn't figure out why.  They took me to the Vet, who thought it could be a food allergy, since Daddy and Aunt Pat changed my food to a wet formula.  I was having some trouble chewing the kibble I'd been eating.  I started vomiting shortly after the switch.  

Aunt Pat was kind enough to make some home cooking which I ate for a while, but then got a little tired of it.    So, Daddy and Aunt Pat switched me to a special veterinary formula.  Turns out, it wasn't the food, but I'd been secretly eating rabbit poop in the backyard.  My friend the bunny was back one night, and I wanted to help him or her avoid predators.  So, I figured I'd eat it's poop so the bad guys wouldn't get him...or her.  I can't get close enough to tell if it's a boy or a girl rabbit. I got tired of the vet formula, and Daddy and Aunt Pat switched me to a limited ingredient diet just in case I was allergic to something in the other food.  I threw up a couple of nights ago, but it wasn't anything major. It was probably something I ate...again.

Happy Anniversary!

One year ago on this date, Freddy moved in!  We're so happy he's here.  I really love having someone else to do my bidding, er, someone to relax with.  Freddy and I clicked right away when we met. He was very sweet and wanted to play.  It's been a great year as well.  Thanks to our Groomer, D, we got to meet Freddy's family.  They're lovely people, and we enjoy going over to their house for play dates.   

To celebrate this momentous occasion, Freddy had a spa day!  Yes, he went to see our Groomer, D.  He really needed a bath.  He was getting a bit stinky, or so Daddy thought.  And he was shedding a lot, too!  No matter how much Aunt Pat brushed him, Freddy would still have lots of hair coming off of him.  I'm happy to say that he was a real gentleman.  From what I hear he was schmoozing with the other dogs and being adorable for his groomer.  He got a very snazzy bandanna with rubber duckies on it, but you can't really see it too well.  

Freddy had such a good time, he was pooped out for the rest of the day.

Inspired

 Since the Olympics, I've been inspired to conquer one of my fears.  Well, not a fear, really, more something I dislike.  Water.  I still don't like getting rained on, and I don't like getting squirted with the hose, especially when Freddy plays with it.  But, I've become interested in swimming!

I started off slowly.  I sniffed around the pool and sniffed inside the pool before there was any water in it.  That wasn't an easy thing to do.  Freddy gets so excited when the pool comes out he's jumping in and out of it like a crazy dog.  I have to bark at him to get him to calm down and watch out.  He's almost trampled me a couple of times.  During the times Freddy's doing his hose biting activities, I check out the water in the puddles around the pool.  I didn't want to start too deeply, you know.   Besides, people pay a lot of money in spas for mud treatments, so I thought I'd pamper myself a little.  I'll have to recommend this to my Groomer, D. the next time I'm in to see her.  Daddy and Aunt Pat weren't too thrilled, but I cleaned myself up.

 

Then, I actually hopped into the pool when there was a little water in it.  Aunt Pat was so startled, she didn't get a picture of it.  I started to lap up the water, it tasted just fine.  I waited to go in until Aunt Pat had Freddy occupied with the hose.  He won't let Aunt Pat put more than a couple of inches of water in the pool, because he'd rather drink it straight from the hose instead of let the pool fill. 

So, in order to get a taste of what real swimming was like, I had to wait until our weekly visit with Freddy's family.  Freddy immediately jumped in the pool, which was filled nice and deep.  I wasn't scared.  After all, there were puppies to teach!  I had to make sure I wasn't scared, so they wouldn't be scared.  I jumped in once the humans were paying more attention to Freddy.  I didn't think I'd be noticed, but everyone told me what a good girl I was.  You can see Kyleigh standing on the back of the pool, rooting us on.  

It was fun. I was very happy that I actually swam.  I'd never go into the lake or real deep water, but the backyard pool was perfect!  Both Freddy and I got very wet.  I just wasn't too thrilled at how my coat looked.

Harper and Crispin, two more of the rescue puppies waiting for forever homes,  tried to convince me that I looked just fine.  But I felt a bit frizzy, you know, like how your hair gets on a really humid day.

The Olympics, Really?

For the past week or so, we've been getting glimpses of the Olympics on television, and I haven't been impressed.  Badminton and Ping Pong are considered Olympic sports, but not Baseball.  Really?  I think the Olympic organizers really dropped the ball on this one.  Although it's been nice to see the US athletes doing well, there's a big aspect missing from this event.  What is it you may ask?  Why dogs, of course!

 What's wrong with a few events for man's best friend?  After all, there were dogs in ancient Greece.  Dogs were actually very popular pets in ancient Greece.  I say we add some canine competition to the big show.  Not any special competitions for dogs elsewhere.  If the humans can get away with synchronized swimming, dogs can go something like synchronized napping.  Chase agreed with me that this could be a sport, and we started training last week. We've been working on some of our poses.  It's early, and I don't want to brag or anything, but I think we have a great chance at a gold medal.  

Of course, we'd have water sports as well.  Freddy's a natural.   He gets so excited when he sees the garden hose come out.  Aunt Pat can't water the garden if he's outside.   

He's figured out how to get the hose off the reel in the backyard, and will paw at the nozzle to get it to work. He's managed to squirt himself a couple of times, but most of the time, he has to wait for Daddy or Aunt Pat to let loose.  

Freddy's also a natural in the pool.  Michael Phelps and the rest of Team USA have some competition.  Look at that form! Stanley is training with Freddy, while Jade is coaching.  

 Freddy and his half-brother/nephew Stanley are also getting ready for the fetching competition.

Stanley's an expert at chasing down a tennis ball, where Freddy will stop and sniff the stick to see if it's worthy of him to return it.  Sometimes Freddy will stop and chew it, and not return it to Aunt Pat.  He needs a lot of work which I'm glad to provide.

Relief!

 Well, the last few days have been a big relief weather wise.  The temperatures have been cooler, and, as you can see, I went to the beauty parlor ,err, Groomer, who did her usual magic!  I feel so much better.  It was so nice to see my friends and share secrets with my Groomer. And no, I don't divulge what we talk about, because what happens at the groomer, stays at the groomer.

 After Aunt Pat and Freddy picked me up, we went to his family's house for a visit.  They're fostering some new puppies for the rescue group. That's Bindy and one of the "E" litter playing with a rope toy.   Freddy and I love to make sure the kids feel comfortable in their new surroundings.  I like to play with them and run around with them.  I let them chase me, and I'll chase them.  At times one may chew on my ears or grab my collar. If it gets to be too much, I'll either growl at them, or get up on Aunt Pat or Daddy's lap. With Freddy and Sarah being so big, I don't have anyone my size to play with.

 Everyone admired my new look!  They couldn't wait to sniff me.  Bindy, the puppy sniffing my muzzle, was particularly complementary.  It's nice to meet new dogs, but it's nice to see them get new homes.  We were lucky enough to be there when Bob's new mom came to pick him up.  She seemed like such a nice person, I know he'll enjoy his new home.

 Freddy, however, has a one track mind.  He loves to play in the hose and in the pool, but the hose is his favorite.  He'll jump and whine, which he never does at any other time...except for the time Aunt Pat thought he was whining to go outside and play in the hose and he piddled on the kitchen rug.  Poor dear.  Aunt Pat felt awful that she didn't realize he needed to go so badly.  Aunt Pat blamed it on the brain fog from her migraine.  Freddy knows how to stay on task as the professionals say.  That's one reason he almost became a guide dog.  He would have been, if the program hadn't gone out of business.

I know this post is a little late, and I'm sorry.  I had some tummy trouble yesterday and the night before.  It all started when Daddy took me outside to do my bedtime potties.  I stepped on something, and came in the house holding my right hind leg in the air.  He and Aunt Pat got very upset.  It's a good thing Aunt Pat was a nurse, because she started to administer first aid.  She checked my leg-it didn't hurt for her to touch it, and I let her gently move it.  She got some ice for it, and gave me some buffered aspirin.  I started feeling better, and was able to climb the stairs to go to bed.  But, I got a tummy ache from the aspirin.  I took a little nap, and my leg was fine when I had to get up to do potties again.  But, I threw up on the rug in the hallway before I went out.  Later on, I threw up on Aunt Pat's bed.  I did the best I could to clean it up, but Aunt Pat had to wash all her bedding.  After that, I fell asleep and felt fine in the morning.  But, the humans called the Vet, who said not to feed me breakfast until later.  It didn't matter that I told Daddy I felt fine.  Daddy didn't even take me for a walk despite my telling him I really wanted to go.  I got so upset when he left with Freddy, I cried.  I had a temper tantrum as well.  I'm not proud, but when the humans don't get my messages straight, or they think they know me better than I do, I get upset.  Anyway, I tolerated a little kibble later in the morning, but threw up again in the afternoon when I overdid it.  I just love a good cracker.  Aunt Pat made up for the deprivation when she cooked me a turkey burger and some rice for dinner.  It was so good, she even fed me twice!  Today, thankfully,  everything is back to normal

There's No Place Like Home!

This special guest post I dictated to Daddy, instead of Aunt Pat.  She's fine, but sometimes I like to give her a post or two off to keep her fresh.  Anyway, the hot weather continues! Friday and Saturday are supposed to be in the 90's with some rain possible on Saturday.  Freddy loves to hang out in the pool which he did today during our visit to his family's house.  Me?  I'm not a big fan of water, unless I can drink it.  I prefer to relax indoors, in the air conditioning.
                                                

Our friend Sarah went home today.  We dropped her off on our way home from Freddy's family's house.  Her mom is doing much better after her surgery and after a few visits with her, Sarah was ready to go home. 

 We're all really glad that Sarah stayed with us.  It was so nice to have another girl around the house, and Freddy and I enjoyed her company.  She had lots of energy, and loved running around the backyard, as well as playing chase in the house with the tennis ball.  She loved her daily car rides with Daddy, and playing tug-of-war with anyone who would play with her.  She's a very sweet girl and we hope she, and her sister Weezie, come over to play sometime. 

 

Next week, I have an appointment with my favorite groomer, D.  I love seeing the other dogs she takes care of, and chatting with them.  Not that I would ever gossip.  Nope, what happens in the salon, stays in the salon.  I just need to be sure I stay well-informed about current events from a dog's eye view.  Knowledge is power, as the old saying goes.  We hope everyone stays cool this weekend!

                                         

Hot Enough?

 We hope everyone had a lovely Independence Day holiday!  We had a nice day.  Freddy's family and Sarah's mom came over for a cookout.  We had a great time.  Plenty of tummy rubs for all.  Plus, Aunt Pat dropped a hamburger roll on the floor that Freddy scooped up.  Not to be outdone, Sarah knocked over a hamburger and a turkey burger on the floor.  I'm so glad she's tall, but she's fast too.  I only got a small crumb of the hamburger.  She and Freddy got most of the treat.  We stayed in much of the time because it was really hot outside.

  The weather people said that today is one of the hottest days of the year!  I'd believe it.  Daddy and I only took about half our regular walk this morning before I started to pant. Plus, we've only been outside for a few minutes at a time.  Long enough to potty...and chase a bird or two before the humans are calling us back inside. Sarah would rather lay in the sun, and won't come in unless she's bribed with a treat.   Freddy, of course, would spend all day in the pool...or playing in the hose. He just loves trying to get the water as it's coming out of the hose.  Aunt Pat put the nozzle on the ground so Freddy could calm down a little and enjoy the pool, but he got out, and started biting and pawing at it.  He even managed to get a squirt out of it once.  He couldn't quite figure out how to do it again, though.  He's a lovely boy, but he can be a real blonde some days.  Oh well, off to lay down in a cool spot and relax.  We hope everyone takes care of themselves and doesn't overdo it in this heat.