Sunday, March 1, 2015

Happy Birthday to ME!

I do not know if'n today be my real birfday coz I do not rememmer.  But the V-E-T sayed I bees about 4 months old when mom sprunged me from the shelter on July 11, 2001, so we be picking March 1 (and a week or two before and after, BOL) to be my birfday celebrations.
I was supposed to be going on a birfday hike today.  But check this out.
It be snowing.  Again.  Sigh.  (That be my B&B guest, Al, with me in my yard snootering around in fresh snow.)
So as you all guessed on my Wordless Wednesday pic that it be my birfday. Mom gifted me a super-sized froggie.  And you all knows my froggie stuffies be my all time faves.
Here I is meeting my super-sized froggie fur the firstest time:

I gibbed Al the stink eye coz I thought he be trying to swipe my froggies but was all good.
Then the doorbell ringed and it was the boy and the girl and they commed fur my birfday pawty with prezzies!
I knows what it be, my snooter can tell through the bag and all.
I shared with Al.
OMD, this was fun times!
Wait, bring back that bag of chickun jerkey!!!! 
Thank you all fur your birfday wishes on Wordless Wednesday and also thank you all for your condolences on my sis Sydney.  She would has like to has shared by birfday chickun jerkey so I had extra fur her.

Monday, February 2, 2015

And Then There Was One

It do be with greatest sadness that I hads to say good-bye to my sis, Sydney.
That Arthur Itis had gotted Sydney bad and none of the miracle cures that be kicking my Arthur Itis be werking fur Sydney.  She could not take Rimadyl or stuffs like that because it would make her leak bloods on her insides.  So she was alreddy hasing problems getting around and the gabapentin and tramadol was not helping much.  One night a couple weeks ago she woke mom up scratching on the floor.  Mom found her between her bed and mom's bed trying to stand up and she could not.  The next morning she was better and could stand and walk but mom had to carry her up and down the deck steps fur a day but then she could do the steps again.  Well, a week ago it happened again in the middle of the night but Sydney's pee went wild while she was scratching trying to stand up and she puked up all of her dinner.  She had to wear diapers and would not eat any more foodables, not even chickun baby food and nobuddy turns their snooter up at that, but Sydney did.  Mom hads to carry her efurrywhere.  We got her through the weekend and furst thing last Monday morning mom carried Sydney to the hikemobile and I has not seened her since.  Sydney's 10th gotcha day would has been 3/30/15 and she was about 5-6 years old when mom sprunged her out of the creepy shelter where I commed from.  Here be her story from when she be a foster dog if'n you is interested.

I has nefur been an only dog EFUR so when mom leaves me alone at home I stand in the middle of the room and woof and howl in sadness.  We hasn't had any B&B guests but we has one coming this weekend so I will not be all alone then.  Mom sayed she would adopt me anudder dog but hasing two old geezer dogs has drained the green papers so she can't do it right now.  Mebbe after our St. Louis trip in the spring mom mite foster.  She be thinking about it.  So in the meantime, she be trying to keeps me bizzy so I is not sad.
Mom taked me on a day trip hiking in Deli-Ware.  I not be missing Sydney here coz she nefur could hike with us.  She did not like hiking.  At all.  Weird, I knows.

Then there be this contesty and mom entered ME!
And she scored some new kinds of treats fur me!
Fur me?!?!?!?
Do you beleef she would not let me nom it all at one time?  She putted them away fur later.  Boo.
Yesterday mom taked me on anudder day trip to a wildlife refuge and that be Atlantic City ahind me there.
So I will bees OK with just me and mom.  It just be taking some getting used to.  Now if'n she would just stop being so annoying with the hugging and smooching all the time.  Sigh.
Sydney and Dixie, together again at the Bridge.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

What To Do When Your Peeps Are Naughty Over the Howlidays

Seriously, furrends, if'n I had nommed as many cookies as mom did ofur the howlidays, I would bees one big fat dog.
Of course, I hads to take mom on a hike to burn off all of those cookies.  Common, mom, stairmaster time, you cans do it!
Let's climb, MOVE IT, MOVE IT, MOVE IT!
Hurry, mom, you is lagging behind.
Break time fur ME, not mom.  Thank dogness she be a vegabullatarian or she be nomming up my chikun jerky.
Feel the burn, mom!
I has a surprise fur you at the top!
Your reward be a seenik of that Hudson River!
I made mom do 7.5 miles of seenik hiking yesterday.  Me, I is fine today.  Mom be all owie.  I do be thinking she be needing an Adequan fix, BOL.
Hope you all hads a great Howliday and that you was able to keep your peeps in line.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Monday, December 8, 2014

Finally, a REAL Hike!

So after the last two werking-back-up-to-hiking hikes, I did anudder one fur 6.1 miles.  Then we had icky rainy days then yesterday big time sunbeams!  When mom asked if'n I felt up to hiking in the mountains with seeniks, heck yes, I is so there!  I was whimpering with excitements when I seened mom put on hiking clothes.
So when we started out I hads my winter coat on coz the weather peeps sayed it be in the 20's with wind chillin' in the teens.  So not!  It do be 35 with no winds and I was panting, panting, panting...
So mom taked my snazzy, sporty winter coat off ...
... and my paws sizzled when I got in the icy cold creek.  Ahhh, that felt so good!
We climbed up to the top.  No coat = no panting.
There was more climbing on rawks like straight up and I sayed, no way!
See me ofur there on the left?  I was finding me an alternate route and mom followed coz my way be the easier better way.
See, I found the trail again where there was a pawt where I could climb up easier.
This kind of climbing be fine coz it do not be straight up.
Me and mom hiking.
Me and mom hiking again.
I found some snow.
I see some seeniks coming up.
We has to go through rawks ...
... and tunnels ...
... and by a Surprise Lake ...
... and up more rawks...
... to get to more seeniks!
Chickun jerky break time at the seenik!
The seenik.
Heading back.
Some more paw cooling oppawtoonities.
I do not unnerstand why mom will not get her feets wet.  Mebbe becoz the last time we did this hike many years ago, mom falled in on her behind and got ALL wet in the icy cold winter water, BOL!
Such a bootiful hiking day.
We hads done a harder-fur-me-on-a-good-day hike fur 6.7 miles!  So at night mom was feeling rilly bad coz I could not gets out of bed without her helping me and I was all stiff and wonky.  Mom was, too.  It do be like the blind leading the blind with both of us all gimpy.  I tell you furrends, it do not be a pritty sight, us two old geezers.  I hads to eat dinner in bed.  Mom gibbed me some meddysins, I sleeped all nite and today I bees good as new.  Well, as good as new as I can bees at my age.  Mom, she still be gimpy today, BOL.  She should has some of my meddysins I think.  But we hads fun times yesterday and I is glad we went.