…..And In Other Exciting News……

 Mom is not feeling well, so I am sad.  I don’t know what to do. How can I make her feel better?………….Maybe I should eat? at least I will feel better!

 Hmmmm, Yum, that was good….in fact yes! I do feel better!    ….now I should rest, maybe that will help also?

 Oh yeah, that hits the spot! Now what to do tomorrow?

 I’ll tell dad to take better care of mom so it looks like my job here is done 🙂 !

Life Lesson: When your mom is sick tell dad to handle it. ( I am not sure if that is really the good and positive “Life Lesson” I am supposed to be teaching here, but then again training humans is hard….some of them aren’t too bright………dad….not to mention any names or nothin’)

4 Collars

 The red one on the left is my new one it fits just right and it has some room to grow. I believe it opens up to 28 inches.  the next one was just replaced. It was the one I was using but my dad had to put an extra hole in it so it wouldn’t choke me. It went up to 2 inches. The one before that only lasted a few weeks and I outgrew it. It looks almost as big as the one after it, but it really isn’t.

And the little collar on the right was my first collar. I got it when they took me home when I was 8 weeks old. I am not sure how big in diameter it is. I started wearing it as it is shown now, but my dad had to keep expanding it every few weeks so it would fit.,

So from 8 weeks, (lets say 2 months), untill 10 months….I’m not good at math but I’ll guess that is about 8 months my neck went from the little one to the big red one at about 25 inches around. I wonder how long it will be untill I outgrow this one?

Oh, by the way I got a new friend. My mom bougth me a lion! She is the sweetest!

Life Lesson: A collar is a retraint, but some restraints are needed, …..as long as they are not too tight.


My Daddy Got My Butt

What do you do when you get to be too big for your daddy?

I love sitting on my dad’s chest. It gives me a sense of security and belonging. I can play, fight, or just enjoy comforting smells from there. So I don’t like it very much that I do not quite fit as I used to.

I need a bigger daddy!

Life Lesson: Growing means getting too big for your comfort clothes, your comfort shoes and your comfort zone.

Lean On Me, …uh, on YOU!

 This is my Mom and Dad, my real Mom and Dad. They loved leaning on people in order to get the people to pet them, rub their ears, and in general pay attention to them. It is kind of hard for a person to ignore 440 lbs. of dogs leaning on them.

Recently I have learned the “trick” of leaning on my human mom and dad and are training them to pay more ..better, attention to me.  Boy, does it ever work! I’m only about 135 lbs. and when I lean on either of them they almost fall all over themselves to hold on to me! Woohoo! Weight, ( pun ) untill I get to be a big dog, then I can really “exert” my influence!

In fact I come from a family of leaners. Just look at my album…

That is Mom and Aunt, …ooops I forgot her name. Maybe Dad or my uncle is in that picture too. It is hard to tell.

One day I hope to visit them again and we can all “lean out”

Life Lesson: We all need someone to lean on!    ( preferably they will be a well trained human who won’t fall over and will rub your ears).


A New Bed and A New Trick

It feels good when somebody does something nice for you.

I have grown so big (134 lbs as of last night) that my beds/cushions have become too small for me. When I sleep, part of my body would be in a cushion, and another part would either be in the floor or the carpet.  My Toronto Tita got me two doggy beds then sewed them for me. Am I loved or what?

I have learned a new trick though that gives me an even bigger bed. I wait early in the morning, maybe 4 am. Then I bark in front of my daddy’s face, not too loud, but persistently until my daddy stirs. (He thinks I need to go out.) Once he gets up, puts his clothes on, jump on his part of the bed where it’s warm and cozy, and smells like daddy all over, make like its your bed, and go back to sleep. It works all the time now. My dad is easy to train:-)

Life Lesson:  Don’t change anything that works. Unless you find something that works even better.

Post-Christmas Blues

Christmas is like fireworks – you wait for it, it is spectacular when it comes, then it is all over.

One day after I got Froggie, I ripped his arm off and systematically emptied him of stuffing. I even managed to get the squeaker out of him.

My dad and my mom are both working again so I go back to having eight hour naps in the daytime. I miss having them but I guess I could use a nap – Christmas is exhausting! But I cannot wait until the next one comes again.

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Life Lesson: Exciting is good. But normal and boring is probably just as good.