Thursday, April 19, 2007

Where's Dr. House when you need him?

Sara and Ryan watch this show called has this really obnoxious doctor on it who somehow manages to solve all sorts of weird medical problems that people have that no one else can figure where is this guy when you need him?

Returning to the saga of my body's imaginary problems, after the ultrasound I had that left me with no fur on my belly the vet said they still couldn't figure out what was wrong with me and didn't find any cancer, even though all the symptoms were pointing that way. They decided to gradually take me off these prednisone pills I've been on so I'm now getting one every four days, and things were going fine until yesterday, when that crazy need for water came back and I drank 27,000 gallons of water...(okay, maybe a minor exaggeration) I feel really bad because I had to get Ryan up at 2am to let me out to pee and I know he's busy with his school stuff this week.

Hopefully the docs will be able to figure something out soon.


Saturday, April 14, 2007

Of course I'm a lap dog

I'm not sure I really understand this big dog/small dog dichotomy. You see...I'm a big dog...part black lab, part american staffordshire...if you heard me bark you'd be concerned. On the other hand...I'm part dachsie...a little dog...I stand about a foot and a half tall on a tall why can't I sit on your lap while you're doing work? Of course I'm a lap dog. So a lesson to all you little dogs, hold your head high, it's all in the bark...and for you big dogs, there's no problem being a little dog at heart...jump up and sit on your person(s) lap(s), you too can be a lap dog! (and those of you in one should question you either way)


Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Happy birthday to me!

I would have posted yesterday but I was up island with my good buddy Tobi at his house on Protection Island. It was so much fun being up there for the weekend.

But guess was my birthday yesterday and it was so great (except for the riding in the car part). You'll never guess what I got for my birthday, so I'll tell you. If you recall, my most favouritest toy ever has been this deer but the stretchy part has worn out, one of the squeakies doesn't squeak anymore and there's stuffing coming out of his head. I had heard of my people looking for a new one for me but they never had any luck. How surprised was I yesterday after having two big soup bones in the car ride back from Nanaimo, when we returned home and Sara pulled out a brand new deer! They come from the American Kennel Club and, even though they haven't recognized the wienerblab as an official breed, they do make good toys. I also have the duck but it doesn't quack anymore, though it's still fun to play with.

And if that wasn't enough, Sara made me my own bone-shaped birthday cookies. They're soooo good...even though the recipe said to cook them in the microwave. Anyways...back to my deer...I'll post again later with more details from last weekend.

arararARARARaArararar-squeaka squeaka-raaARarr

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

bath time! gross!

This week, sara has not been going away to work each day like she normally does. She says that she needs to do school stuff, but i know that it's really because she wants to hang out with me in the sunshine.
So imagine my surprise when sara said that the sunshine was a good occasion to give me a shower outside! I tried to be really really good, but i don't like getting sprayed with water one bit! Even though sara hooked the hose up to the inside tap so that the water was warm, i was not impressed.

And rather than rescuing me, ryan decided to take photos. I'd like to see how he would feel if sara made him stand in the back yard and sprayed him with the hose. Hhmmph! Getting wet is soooo gross!

Monday, April 02, 2007

An example of when the game is over

Don't you people understand? This is an example of the end of a tug o' war and fetch game. You're supposed to leave me alone to chew for a while, and then I'll come back to you when the game is to resume.


Tug o' war or fetch...I always get the two mixed up

I thought I'd start off the week with a couple of videos taken yesterday out in the backyard because the weather was so nice. You see...I have this little problem. I seem to be the only one who understands the rules of these games. The games of tug o' war and fetch are not separate games, but they are one and the same. I'll go fetch, but you need to then play tug to get the thing back from me...and if I win, you have to keep trying. The game ends when the toy needs a rest (rest defined as me squishing it in my mouth for a while). There is also a lot of growling involved. It's so much fun.