Awesome News

Soaking my boo-boo

Awesome here to report good but bad news. It seems that all of those yummy, delectable, beyond delicious treats that are soft and chewy are full of something that makes me get the boo-boo on my foot because I am, what mom calls, all-er-gic. If you remember my past boo-boo post you know this is something that I have been having issues with for a long time, with it coming and going a lot. All this time it has been those yummy treats…TREATS.

The cone to keep me from licking my boo-boo

And guess how Mom finally found out. When she gave me my pill (for heartworm). That will teach her!! Stupid pills.

Dog: Did you say pillow?

Awesome: No I said pill.

Dog: Oh, I need a pillow.

Awesome: Dog, this is about my boo-boo and not being able to eat yummy soft treats, NOT about a pill.

Dog: I’m going to find a pillow, I need a nap.

Awesome: Anyway, so the good news is I no longer have to worry about the boo-boo, I just have to worry about my belly missing those yummy soft treats.

Dog’s Year In Review…

I noticed Mom posted about her year, so I figured while she was out paying all her attention to Awesome, I will post my own year in review.

2010 has been disastrous! Why Mom and Dad every thought I wanted a playmate was beyond my comprehension! Puppy, or I guess as he now goes by, Awesome, (Really?!?! Come on blog readers!!! Maybe I should call myself Amazing!?!?) is not the playmate I wanted. I was hoping for someone less furry and more statue like…whatever that would be.

I have slept very little in 2010, because of Awesome, who insists on waking me in the morning by dropping a toy in my bed. Oh, I’ve tried to ignore his antics, but then he gets all Chewbacca on me and starts making those Chewbacca noises. Even then I ignore it, but Awesome, won’t let me be and so he gets really close and his tail starts wagging and he lets out barks one right after another right into my ear! While my paws let me type, apparently they do not know how to slap!

In 2010 we moved to a new house. That was a good thing. I have grass and more grass, but the big lake like pool thing creeps me out and I still get leery around it. Awesome often comes running up to me when I am near this big lake like pool thing and I swear his big body is gonna bump me right in the dang thing.

The new place does have a lot of different smells though and lots of people to bark at outside. I think I feel more calm here. All the rooms are nicely laid out and every once in a while I manage to hide from Awesome.

My new year’s resolution for 2011 will be…more sleep…more sleeping in…more sleeping outside…more sleeping inside. And possibly find a way to bump Awesome into that big lake like pool thing.

Puppy’s First Yeast-Ear Infection

While I was deeply trapped in my chemistry dream (I’ve been studying non-stop for three days) with molecules chasing me and Lewis dot structures poking me, I was woken by Puppy, who was shaking his head every minute.

Like any mother I did “the test.” If he shakes his head one more time I will get up and check out his ears, otherwise he is fine. I waited. Puppy shook his head again. So, I got up.

We headed into the hall bathroom, and turned on the lights, it was 1am. Rather nervous to look in Puppy’s ear, thinking that ticks and bugs might come out, I carefully lifted Puppy’s right ear. Phew…nothing marching out at me. I became more nervous I reached for Puppy’s left ear and sure enough didn’t like what I saw.

I grabbed a baby washcloth from the drawer and got it wet, then carefully tried to clean up some of Puppy’s ear goop. Puppy seemed fine with this, but kept shaking his head. Not knowing what to do, I decided to wake Husband.

Much like a child who’s had a bad dream and nervously sneaks into mom and dad’s room in the middle of the night, carefully tip-toeing to mom’s side so not to wake Dad and not get in trouble, I however was Mom and so I had to wake Dad.

I proceeded with caution. Surprisingly Husband wasn’t upset and came right out to look at Puppy’s ear. Phewwwww. But like most Dad’s he wanted to see what developed over night with Puppy, while I was ready to have Puppy airlifted to dog version of St. Jude’s. Instead I got Puppy’s ear cleaned some more, joined by Dog who Puppy assumed was up to play, while Dog felt otherwise.

Back to bed we all went, except me. Just like a parent with a child, I laid in bed and waited for Puppy to return to sleep before I felt able to fall back asleep myself.

Morning came and Puppy wasn’t shaking his head anymore, thinking I was off the hook from the money sucking vet trip. I was wrong when I discovered that the goop was back, soon followed by the shaking. Of course the receptionist at the local vets office had no sympathy for Puppy’s emergency and scheduled us for the soonest available appointment that day, 5 hours later.

Arriving at vet, where they did indeed suck every penny they could out of me while Puppy and I waited for over an hour. (No they were not busy…Yes we need to find a new vet!)

Puppy and I left with 2 pill bottles, 2 ear drop bottles, and 1 ear rinse thing. Neither of us were happy, but Puppy made up for it by trying to sit up front with me instead of in the back. Need I mention that Puppy weighted in at 87 pounds today!!!!

Puppy is resting and hopefully will cooperate when it comes time to administer his medicine cabinet full of drugs.

Guest Blogger – Dog

I discovered that my little punk of a younger brother commandeered Mom’s computer and blogged about himself. So I figured I would do the same.

Hello, I’m Dog. Dog is not my real name of course. You don’t think Mom would be that stupid to actually name me that? No, I didn’t think so.

I feel it’s imperative that you know a little about me. Now I’m not here to brag about my self like Puppy did, all on his high horse. Oh horses, I’m afraid of horses!

No, I’m here to tell the truth. And that is that I’m old and grumpy.

I don’t do anything fun like Puppy does, at least not anything to gain Mom’s “baby voice” and all those hugs and kisses she smothers that hyper Puppy with.

No! 

What do I do all day? Sleep, ask for a walk, ask to go outside, usually in hopes of escaping Puppy’s overjoy-ness of life, and barking at anything that might pose a threat to this house. These things can range from a plastic bag floating down the street to a cat, or person walking 4 hundred million miles away from the house. What? They may pose a threat, yes even from that far away.

Bedtime is my favorite time of day, or at least it used to be. I am not longer granted time to sleep in. That stupid flipping Puppy wakes me up every morning, slowly sneaking over to my bed with his blanket or chew toy. It’s not a slumber party dang it!!!

Now, I don’t enjoy water! But I like baths, however that is only because I don’t like to be dirty. I don’t like anything dirty. I like my bedding to be freshly washed often, my chair blanket clean, and my water bowl sparkling.

As you can see, I’m in no rush and surely not panicked like Puppy on this blog. Why? Because Mom doesn’t hover over me. I have free range of the house, for obvious reasons, and I don’t eat things not labeled D-O-G F-O-O-D.

However, I realize I am far less entertaining than my brother, and I need another nap. Typing with paws isn’t for the elderly.

Good day,

Dog

Most Common Things Dog Parents Say

Are you talking about me???

 

• “What is in your mouth?”

  

• “Why must you two play right next to me!?”

  

• “Every time I sit down you need something, why is that?”

  

• “I walk you, you don’t walk me.”

  

• “Can you do SOMETHING you’re supposed to without me having to give a treat?!”

  

• “Even if you are super quiet and gentle it’s not okay for you to pull things off the kitchen counter.”

  

• “Your tail is attached to YOU, therefore it’s NOT a toy.”
  

  Shhhh!!!

  

• “You sleeping on my feet will never get old.”

  

• “Why is it that when I call COME 12 times you don’t hear me, but when you are dead asleep and I tie my shoelace you come running?”

  

• “My $30 bra is NOT your chew toy!”

  

• “There is never going to be a group barking contest, so please stop trying out for one.”

  

• “I LOVE that you LOVE me just the same as you always have.”

Time to Ramble on About Dog and Puppy…

I have two problems with Puppy, these are: A. Puppy is fat. (These are NOT my words, but that of my husband) B. Puppy is completely out of control and not trainable.

I’ve so kindly been informed these are both my doings.

When I take Puppy out for walks he feels the utter urgent need to go and say hi to everyone! I am told this is because Puppy thinks everyone has a treat for him. This is possible.

It is also possible that I am over feeding Puppy, by a 1/2 cup a day, as he is growing and I’m fearful that he isn’t getting enough nutrition. He always seems hungry…but he is a lab.

Hence the entire food/treat thing leads to him being un-trainable, as he won’t do anything unless you give him a treat. In fact he expects it. If he is walking like a good boy, praise is not enough. Puppy will literally stop walking after 5 or 6 “good boy(s)” if he doesn’t get a treat. Yes, he will just STOP!

I have two problems with Dog, these are: A. Dog thinks her name is Puppy’s. B. Dog can be so sweet and smart, but chooses to be an @$$.

As for Dog, my oh my. I take time to work on SIT, DOWN, etc. with Puppy, while Dog is in room, as Dog freaks otherwise. So while I repeat, 1 million times  “Puppy DOWN”, leading Dog into DOWN and then trying to get even further DOWN with each DOWN I give Puppy, regardless of the fact that Dog can’t go down any further. (Yes, this is quite a sight to see!)

As for Dog being an @$$, well I think I’m gonna get her a tatoo that reads: Doesn’t play well with others.

For now…I ramble…as being a dog parent is harder than one thinks.