Monday, November 10, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Mommy met all of her USC friends at her school. Here is a picture of Kela, one of my boy's best friends with my Mommy. It was her 30th college reunion (for her undergraduate degree-thingy). They hung out and apparently ate and drank quite a bit before going over to the Coliseum for the game. It rained and even thunderstormed before the game started. Everybody got soaked. So did I, because it rained on me at our house. I had to stay outside but I hid under the bushes so I wouldn't get too wet. So, Mommy told me that the game was a rout -- they beat the Huskies (those DOGS) 56-0. Mommy likes those kinds of games because she can relax and enjoy the game. USC has an expression, "Leave No Doubt." I like that -- I never leave ANY doubt when I bark, poop, pee, and play!!!
Now for the bad news, my sibling, Scruffy, is not feeling well. She is very, very old now. Scruffy is having a hard time with her hips and back legs and now her front paw is hurt. She can't walk and looks so sad. I sleep next to her because if I do, I might make her feel better. Mommy says she is going to take Scruffy to the vet tomorrow. I hope she gets better.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Today, Mommy spent some quality time with me. She told me that I stunk and that I required a bath. She planned on doing it but then got busy on the phone and doing stuff on her laptop-thingy. I was spared the indignity of a bath. Thank Dog. Well, that didn't last long. Because we went over to see Sam and Lucy, Gabrielle and Bill and Leslie tonight. Guess what. Uncle Bill said HE would bathe me. I tried to squirm and get away, but alas, Bill caught me and he unceremoniously dumped me into the tub and turned on the water. GASP. Then, he used this stuff called soap to wash me. Mortifying. All the work I had put into making myself dirty. Wasted. Needless to say, Mommy wasn't happy on Thursday and I wasn't happy on Friday.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Mommy has been neglecting me. She tells me I need another bath. I do NOT want another bath. She works 2 days a week now as a volunteer for Project Hollywood Cares and Aids Project Los Angeles. So, she says she doesn't have time right now.
The job market is very bad right now and Mommy still hasn't found a job. She is trying to keep her spirits up. It's hard for her. She likes to be busy and when she isn't -- she gets sad. However, I try very hard to keep her happy by giving her lots and lots of cuddles. I think she likes it.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I love good books -- sometimes I eat them. That makes Mommy mad at me, so I've learned it's better to read or sleep on them.
Until next time, Fight On!!!!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
So here we go... Mommy and her humans are very happy. The Trojans won their first game (quite handily she tells me) against Virginia (wherever THAT is). Mommy took me out to Leslie and Bill's house so I could spend the afternoon cavorting with Lucy and Sam while the humans watched the people in the box run up and down the field with a ball. I don't like that ball because I can't hold it in my mouth!
Of course, I would rather play with my buds -- I have quite the crush on Lucy. She is a wild girl -- just my kind of bitch! I'd really like to spend some "alone" time with Lucy but I am missing vital parts to make labeagles or beagradors....whatever. We do run around the backyard and play pounce. Lucy is my best friend. I wish I could spend everyday with Lucy!
In 2 weeks, Mommy is going to the Ohio State game at someplace called the Coliseum. It's in LA. She is excited about the big game. I guess she's going to get all dressed up in her cardinal and gold....she'll probably make me wear it too. But, I can't go to the game. I sure wish I could!
Until next time, Fight ON!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tomorrow's game is in someplace weird called Virginia. I don't know where it is. I just hope that the Trojans whomp those Cavaliers. I know I will get some good treats if they do.
Mommy and I are going to Uncle Bill and Aunt Leslie's for the game. Mommy is going to put some USC stuff on us both. She got Gabrielle (the tiny human) a little USC onesie so she will be properly attired for the game. I guess Mommy thinks that we should start getting kids into USC football young.
Okay, that's it for tonight. I am going to need a lot of sleep since Mommy will be a little nutty during the game tomorrow. She always barks a lot when the Trojans play!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Mommy tells me that I have to share this stuff with Scruffy, my sibling. I am NOT too thrilled about that. However, the doggie cheese twists, the lamb chewies and the rawhide bones are good and she definitely got enough for the two of us.
I am so excited. Mommy told me that on August 23, I get to go to a Beagle Party at Laurel Canyon dog park. I will be meeting up with all my buddies from the Hollywood Beagle Club. I am so excited. I haven't seen everyone since before my surgery. I hope that they don't look at my scar -- it isn't very nice. Scruffy has to stay home because she is old and doesn't like the dog park too much. (I think she prefers to hang out and sleep all the time.)
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Mommy introduced me to this little tiny human, Gabrielle. She is much smaller than I am and she smelled very nice. Mommy likes to hold Elle in her arms a lot. I guess she likes tiny humans. Me, I prefer Lucy, however I did manage to get in a good sniff and a lick on Elle. She was cute.
Mommy was visiting her friends Bill and Leslie. Now that I am feeling a lot better, I hope she takes me with her when she visits them. She goes a lot now that Elle is here -- she likes litle humans.
Oh, and Mommy has promised me that she will take me up to Laurel Canyon THIS week. Now that I am all better I am allowed to go play in the park. I am soooooooo excited!
More on that next time!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Now, Mommy is trying to make it up to me. She gave me a brand new rawhide bone with real meat inside. It's pretty yummy but I would rather bury the bone outside. That way I can get dirty again!
Mommy wants me to watch the funny looking window with all the people in it. She calls it the Olympics. I just see people swimming in water and running around with a big ball in their hands. I wish I could bark and chase them!
Mommy has some new pictures of me snoozing....I think she is going to post them here.
I go for my check up on Thursday. I hope the doctor lets me go out and about again -- I am very, very tired of being stuck at home all the time. Dog park awaits me!
Until next time....woof!
Friday, August 1, 2008
I am so happy that Mommy lets me stay out of the crate for periods of time. She got me this thing called a Kong and fills it with yummy treats for me to eat. It helps me pass the time when I am crated. I get to lick the entire thing and then chew on it. I am glad that she got it for me.
Mommy told me that Sam and Lucy (my labrador friends) have a new sister. She is human and very small. Her parents haven't named her yet. I think they should name her Thomasina, after me...but they won't. Boo hoo. Mommy has left me every day since the baby was born. She gets to hold this little human for long periods of time and when she gets home she smells great. I get lots of sniff time.
Ok, that's it for tonight. Mommy is tired of typing and I am tired of telling her what to say.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Scruffy, Zeta the Wonder Dog, and I are all OK. Oh, the cats are OK, too.
So, Mommy left me all alone with Scruffy and Zeta the Wonder Dog on Sunday evening. She made us dinner and then said she was going to go make dinner for Bill, Leslie, Sam and Lucy. When she came home, she smelled so good! I could smell Sam and Lucy and got very excited. Mommy made me calm down. I guess she is still worried about me and my stitches.
In other good news, Mommy is FINALLY letting me up on her bed again. This is good because I miss cuddling with her. Mommy has been very silly, making me stay in my crate. I don't like it and I want to be social. Because we beagles are very social.
I can't wait to start taking long walks again. I miss them.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Dr. B told Mommy that my surgery was pretty difficult and that he had to do a lot of something called reconstruction. He was very worried about infection, but I am a strong beagle and I didn't get more sick.
Dr. B also told Mommy that I can go back to regular dog food which means I don't get poached chicken and rice anymore. Bummer. I liked it alot. He told her that I should only get a cup of food a day -- and that's NOT enough! Oh, and one more thing, Mommy has to give me benedryl for my itching. She bought some children's flavored cherry and it is YUCKY.
And, really bad news, I have to stay in my crate and be quiet for another two whole weeks. So, no going out to play with my friends or visiting the beach, or hiking in the mountains. I am NOT happy.
I go back to the doctor next week to get out the staples. Yippee!
Well, Mommy certainly acts happier now. I could tell she was really upset and worried about me.
That's it for today.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
One night, these people, Mommy calls them neighbors, left a dog in the house. Yes, they opened the door and let this dog in! Mommy was out and the rest of the humans were upstairs. So, this dog, whom we didn't know, took up residence in the house. The humans discovered the dog a couple of hours later, sleeping on Polly's bed.
It was a big surprise for Zeeta, Scruffy and me. We had a new friend to play with! Mommy named him George Tirebiter since the dog had no tag. He had a nice leather collar, so we knew he had his own humans. Anyway, Mommy took a liking to "George" right away. She could tell he was trained because he knew his commands, just like me.
Mommy named him George Tirebiter because that's another USC mascot. That Mommy. She is silly about her USC Trojans.
Zeeta, Scruffy, and I were quite happy to let "George" stay with us however Mommy was sure he had his own home. So, they put up these things called signs all over, even advertised on the computer (Mommy calls it the "web.") But, no one came by for us to bark at.
Mommy suggested that we take the dog to the vet and check whether it was "chipped." Mommy says that I have one because I like to go on "walkabouts." I think they are runabouts, myself. Anyway, they took "George" to the vet (poor guy). When they arrived the humans knew exactly who he was and called him Snoopy! (Hey, isn't that a famous beagle?)
The story has a happy ending for the humans. Snoopy was reunited with his humans, 2 boys, aged 9 and 7 and a couple of grownups. We miss Snoopy but we are glad that he is home now.
Here's a picture of Snoopy.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Mommy also makes me stay in my crate and be quiet. I bark and cry at her because I want OUT. The weather is nice and I want to take a long walk but she won't let me.
Mommy actually quoted EJ today, she said, "boo hoo" to me. That Mommy, I hope she doesn't turn into evil EJ. I like her better when she spoils me.
Oh, and Mommy went to the doctor yesterday. She didn't want to scare me but she found a lump in one of those nice pillows on her chest. Mommy told me she found it after she tripped on a tree trunk and bruised her pillow. It turns out it's something called a hematoma. I am glad she doesn't have to have an operationally-thingy like I did.
Mommy told me that I go to the doctor on Thursday morning for a check up. I really hope I can get out and play after that. I miss running around! And, I want more FOOD.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
That being said, I have to stay in my crate most of the time and I do not like it very much. I want to run around and play but Mommy won't let me. I have these staples that go all the way down my tummy. I want to scratch them soooooo much....I guess that's why I wear this silly lampshade on my head.
Mommy gets to drink scotch -- she should have the lampshade, not me.
Scruffy has been horrible to me. She wants my peanut butter and she wants my chicken and rice, too. She didn't get an operationally-thingy so she doesn't deserve it. Boo hoo.