A Visit

I got to go on a visit. It was a nice place. Very big.  Lots of hallways and good smells. Like popcorn. I love popcorn. Almost as much as tennis balls, but not quite as much.

Mom took me to a room with a very nice lady. She had treats. She petted me and petted me and told me I was a nice looking boy. She told me stories about the dogs she had and her childhood.

I liked her and I think she liked me. Mom said we could come back next Saturday. I would like that.  And I hope her treat jar is full!

Then Mom told me there is another lady I get to visit.  I wonder if she has a treat jar too?

Training?

Mom said she went to training yesterday.  What is Hospice training? I'm confused cause I stayed home with dad. I didn't get to go. 

I heard her say that there is a nice lady in a facility that has a jar of doggy treats on her nightstand, just waiting for a dog to stop by to visit her too!

Do you think maybe Mom is going to take me there to visit?  OMG I like treats better than tennis balls and you know how much I like tennis balls!!!

A New Job

Mom told me she got us a new job to do.  We have training coming up soon. I like to have jobs to do so I can't wait to get started!

She said it was something called Pet Therapy for hospice.  I don't know what all that means, I just hope I get lots of petting and love!

I will keep ya'll posted!

I've got the itchies

I itch.  Then I scratch.  Then I itch some more.  It's annoying.

Mom feeds some funny pink pills coated in peanut butter..mmmmmmmmmm...peanut butter.  I'd eat anything with peanut butter.

I just hope I don't get a shot in the butt, those are not fun!

Off to itch some more!

Christmas?

I thought we animals could talk at midnight, that so didn't happen...otherwise I would have posted a video! Seriously.

I heard a rumor we're going to doggie daycamp tomorrow! I love me my doggie daycamp!  I get to play with big dogs and chase tennis balls (OMG TENNIS BALLS!).

Happy New Year...whatever that means...I hope it means doggie treats....

Doggie Day Camp!

I heard mommy say we're going to camp! Oh boy!  I hope there's treats!  And big dogs to play with, I'm tired of playing with the little dog.............she's a pain.

Did I tell you she ran away Sunday? Oh yeah we got to ride in the car to go look for her!  She snuck out under a rabbit hole.........so daddy had to board it up!  I tole you, she's such a pain!

I gotta go eat so I can go to camp!  Should I pack my favorite bandana?

Allergies and Injuries

I got some owies the other day.  I had fun while I was playing but it hurt after. 

Mom and dad and the boy took us over to the park. Yeah the little yappy one went too (UGH).  Daddy hit the tennis ball (OMG a tennis ball) so I could go fetch it, my favorite thing to do.  But somewhere I tore both pads in my front paws.  I was bleeding out.  Someone call 9-1-1!!!  I saw a bright light.........

Ok it wasn't that bad, but I did limp around the house.  Until it was feeding time, then I took the stairs 2 at a time!  Well a big boy's gotta eat!

Oh and before that, I got to go to the boy's daycare. All the kids loved me (cause I"m so cute!). I got petted and petted and petted. It didn't suck.

I guess the little dog has allergies.  Her eyes were all funky and red and her tummy was too. So she's taking some little pink pill.  Her attitude is much better I must say, but it's not fair she gets peanut butter with the pill! I like peanut butter too!

I'm all better now and she is too.  But maybe if I limp some more, I can get peanut butter too!