Two Hikes in Two Days

Yes, you did read that right - TWO HIKES!!!  Mom took me on some not-so-exciting close-to-home places but at least they was real hikes.  Yesterday, on Funday, coincidentally, I hiked 1.9 miles.

I is at a HIKING TRAIL!!!!!!!

So....

.... much .....

.... pee .....

... mail ...

... so much to catch up on!

Happy Dog

Then today it was 61 degrees here in Noo Joisey on December 1, can you beleef it?  So of course, since I did so pawsome on yesterday's hike, I hads to go again and today I hiked 3.75 miles!  I is back on my game big time!

Off to the trails of hike #2.

So much pee-mail again!

Wah hoo, MUD!!!!

And more pee-mail.  The werld has been bizzy while I was away dizzy.

All of a sudden I sayed "MOM!  COME LOOK WHAT I FOUNDED!"  Fur real, I did and mom commed back to look.  I founded a hurt mouse but I did not hurted him because I do not hurt my anipals.  I think a fox had him and we spooked him coming up the trail and he dropped the mouse but the mouse was hurted bad and we hads to leave him there coz mom say he was too hurt to be fixed up like new.  Mom and I was furry sad fur the mouse.

Bye poor mouse.

Back to being a happy dog on the trail.

So tomorrow I goes to my chiropractor fur front and and back end alignments coz mom say I still be wobbly sometimes and sometimes I walk all stiff-legged in the back fur a few steps, kind of like Frankiestein (no relashun to Frankie Furter).   So if'n the chiropractor can fix that, then I be back 100%.

I Had a Dream

I hads a dream that I was hiking...

... at a place with bootiful seeniks ...

... and pawsome fall foliage.

You don't think mom has been sneaking out and hiking without me, do you?  You is my furrends and you would tells me, wouldn't you?

So I has been getting antsy wanting out then in, out then in, out then in - and mom do has to go out with me each time to snoopervise so it be driving her nuts, BOL.

This morning I commed into the kitchun and I has not been doing that.  (That be my guest Barkley ofur by me.)

That be breakfast my snooter be detecting.  Eggs!

I is now nomming out of my bowl again instead of in my bed with mom hasing to hold my bowl so you would think she would appreciate that.

Mom, scratch my butt.  (I do this like 87 times each day, BOL, and mom say I do be highly annoying, BOL BOL.)

Then Sydney gets all full of jellyness and wants butt skritches too.

So what happens when the mom finds the dog highly annoying?  Ummm, what is with these steps?  You know I is skeered of them!

Hey, wait a minit.... we is not going to the V-E-T is we?

Holy Chickun Jerky!  I is going on a HIKE!  A dream come true!!!!

Is I the luckiest dog efur?

So many pawsome sniffs!  I has to check lots of pee mail and catch up on what has been going on in the werld.

Mebbe it only be a 10 minit hike on the hiking trail by my house but it be enuff fur me to take a nap and leave mom alone fur a minit.  Or two.

Progress Repawt

Things is going furry well here udder than Sydney hurled on the new office rug, oh yes she did.  I has had no more poop eggs-ploshuns so Sydney had to be the furst to christen the new rug.  Sisters!

It was a bootiful day yesterday so mom put a baby gate on the deck steps (fur my safety so I does not go flying down on my head) and put a bed on the deck so I could get some fresh airs in comforts.

Sydney! MOVE!

I is coming through.

So nice outside.

I ordered me some chikun jerky.

I share with my sis even though she swipes my bed.

Sydney order her fave Buddy Biscuits and she did share with me.

All aired out and feeling pritty good!

So I has a video from last week when I was rilly wonky but I did not want to show it to yous coz it be pritty upsetting to see.  Howefur, now that I has made so much progress, I shows you today's video of me walking up the block and back before the wonky video so you can see how far I has come in one week.

Here be today's walkie to the end of the block and back:

Here be the video from last Fursday, two days after I went all wonky and six days ago.

Weekend Sickies Update

Here I is repawting from my sickie bed with sis Sydney.

Well furrends, my big road trip has been CANCELLED.   Mom say I has not improved as much as she had hoped so we will try to go in the springtime to visit gramma and by then I should be back to hiking (we hopes!).   I is getting better, just furry slowly.  Mom has now removed the wee wee pads that be pawtecting the new rug because we has put a stopper in the poop shooter gone wild, as Frankie Furter and Ernie so eloquently puts it.  This do be sumpin you should always has on paw coz it do werk miracles and calms that poop shooter right down.

Diarsanyl - Fur Poop Shooters Gone Wild

It do has good fur you stuff in it (you puts it in your mouf, not your poop shooter) and you do not needs the V-E-T to gets it.  Mom always do has this in the house and it fixes me up fast!

I is nomming just fine now and my meals is all back to normal.

Two times today we had a visitor at the front door and both times I commed wobbling from the back of the house to see who be there.  Mom was so shocked.  Not so much because I made it without assistance, but because I could HEAR that visitors be in the house.  I could not hear that before so mebbe this vestibular thing be actually improving my hearing, BOL.

I do get up sometimes but if Sydney trips and stumbles into me with her Arthur Itis, we both fall down togedder and mom is like, OMG, which one do I pick up first?!?!?!?  We is driving her nuts like that, BOL.

I would likes to go outside fur some sun beams.

Ahhh, nice.

OK, enuff of that, back to my sickie bed with my most favorite stuffies.

Chickun jerky?  OMD!!!!!

So nommilicious!

I is all tuckered out now and it be time fur a nap.  Later furrends!