Sunday, October 21, 2007

Special Patrol Unit has a rant.

I'm pissed. You know me, I'm Special Petrol Unit, a.k.a. 'Slimey,' a.k.a. 'S.P.U.' I'm a fancy-shmancy A.K.C. brand beaver-shaped doggie toy. I have a squeaker inside, which I know you love. Don't deny it! I am meant to be licked and chewed on for squeaky, chewy fun. Yes, even grabbed by the head and shaken violently. I am not a tug of war toy - NOT!! You think that cone-collar is humiliating? My insides are on the outside, okay!? I had to have a bath and so am no longer coated with a thick film of your drool. This is not cool. Now I sit, languishing in the sewing bin, waiting for my turn to get stitched up and back in the game... (sigh) ...I miss you, Joey.

Friday, October 19, 2007

The Cone!

Never let it be said that there isn't a consequence to licking one's own privates. Poor Joey. It has been a long evening, and he was totally unsuspecting. We drove in the car (he loves it), we went to the pet store (very fun, lots of other dogs, got to pee inside without anyone getting too mad), and then swung by the vets (yowzer!). He's had a weird reaction to his neutering stitches. I noticed it and thought I was over-reacting, but when it got inflamed and red I took him in. Vet says antibiotics and no licking for two weeks (two weeks?!?! What the...). He took the med with no problem. He's sulking a little bit in the cone. You know, honestly its not a bad look. He keeps getting stuck on the carpeting though... Its going to be a long two weeks.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Week Three!

Okay. So he's gained a little weight (2 whole pounds - we're shooting for 3 more) and grown a bit of hair. He just gets cuter and cuter, if I do say so myself. As I look at this collection of pictures I realize that he looks like he sleeping or lounging all the time. This is very nearly true, but not the whole story. We run around and have lots of fun too. I just haven't figured out how to run around with Joey and take pictures of him at the same time. Plus the digital camera is still throwing us a bit of attitude. The cool thing about October is that dogs are allowed on the beach starting now until next summer. I'm excited to see him run around in the water and sand. Otherwise don't worry. He does lots of fun doggie things. He walks, barks at dogs outside, mock-hunts cats, vigorously greets visitors and licks his privates. I think its a pretty good life.