Best Day EVAR...!
Today, it started out kind of boooooooring.
Dad was having some little seizures in the morning, so my whole early part of the day was limited to getting out to go potty in the yard, then to get my meal, a little TINY bit of playpen in the living room time, and then RIGHT back to bed while Dad slept.
And slept.
And SLEPT.
Dang, Dad!!
It was POURING Rain, so Pa could not take me to walk this morning- our walk around the block would have had to cross the flash-flood gutters in front of the house, and that would be wet and icky and cold.
So I had too much energy!!
By the time Dad felt good enough to get up for a bit, I was ROWDY DAWG!!
I was running all over, and chomp-nipping-tugging on everything, and trying to climb right up and over my playpen walls... WOO!!
Dad says that is a "Stitch" moment... when my Badness level is too high.
heh heh heh.
So Dad and Pa had some questions- mostly about how big I am getting, and how many treats I should have and about some little zit-thingies I have on my belly... and so they took me to the Vet, which is in a Pet Store, so I was able to run ALL over and meet ALL KINDS of people and pets!!
WOO!!
We got the GOOD vet today, and they checked me out, and gave Dad some wipies for my tummy- like humans, we can get little infections like zits, and this will clean it up. (Dad thinks this is funny... he gets yeast infections in his skin too, and has to use the SAME kind of wipies. haw haw haw haw... I do not think it is so funny. I already gots yeasty ick in my EARS- which have to get medicine in them for it... now I got wipies? hrmf.)
I had SO MUCH FUN though!!! I love people so MUCH, I am all badness and nibbling on Dad and Pa, but I was all kissses and snuggles to strangers!
So You wanna know how much I have grown???
I weighed 14.5 pounds two weeks ago.
I weigh 17.2 pounds Today.
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
I am growing and growing and growing!!
I will be a MONSTER DAWG!!
The vet said I was eating the right amount of food, and was being fed the right way, and was not gaining fat, just bone and muscle, like I should!
She also said that if I am REALLY chew-chew-chew oriented, I could have as many as one edible chew a day. ...it won't HURT me, but they have to watch that I am not getting fat from too much 'treat' food... they chose the healthiest edible bones they could, untill they can find a safe source of 'real' bones, like chicken wingtips... then they will try that too.
I got THREE different kinds! So Dad and Pa can rotate them so I get different kinds of 'edibles' each day.
It is a happy medium... cause I got lots of chewy-toys, but I get tired of them, and want EDIBLE ones... and rawhide has not been my thing. I like the edible bones (like greenies, edible nylabones, etc) that I can scrape bits off of, tiny shreds at a time... and EAT EM!!
Bertha is so jealous.
She keeps stealing my "Orbee puppy bone" ...Dad says when he gets some more money, he will buy Bertha an Orbee bone or 'kong' shaped toy of her OWN... in HER size!!
That's good. Cause I want Auntie Bertha to love me too.
And you know what?
I was SO worn out after all that? I fell asleep on Pa's lap in the car on the way home.
Oh boy. These are the BEST kind of days, EVAR.
Dad was having some little seizures in the morning, so my whole early part of the day was limited to getting out to go potty in the yard, then to get my meal, a little TINY bit of playpen in the living room time, and then RIGHT back to bed while Dad slept.
And slept.
And SLEPT.
Dang, Dad!!
It was POURING Rain, so Pa could not take me to walk this morning- our walk around the block would have had to cross the flash-flood gutters in front of the house, and that would be wet and icky and cold.
So I had too much energy!!
By the time Dad felt good enough to get up for a bit, I was ROWDY DAWG!!
I was running all over, and chomp-nipping-tugging on everything, and trying to climb right up and over my playpen walls... WOO!!
Dad says that is a "Stitch" moment... when my Badness level is too high.
heh heh heh.
So Dad and Pa had some questions- mostly about how big I am getting, and how many treats I should have and about some little zit-thingies I have on my belly... and so they took me to the Vet, which is in a Pet Store, so I was able to run ALL over and meet ALL KINDS of people and pets!!
WOO!!
We got the GOOD vet today, and they checked me out, and gave Dad some wipies for my tummy- like humans, we can get little infections like zits, and this will clean it up. (Dad thinks this is funny... he gets yeast infections in his skin too, and has to use the SAME kind of wipies. haw haw haw haw... I do not think it is so funny. I already gots yeasty ick in my EARS- which have to get medicine in them for it... now I got wipies? hrmf.)
I had SO MUCH FUN though!!! I love people so MUCH, I am all badness and nibbling on Dad and Pa, but I was all kissses and snuggles to strangers!
So You wanna know how much I have grown???
I weighed 14.5 pounds two weeks ago.
I weigh 17.2 pounds Today.
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
I am growing and growing and growing!!
I will be a MONSTER DAWG!!
The vet said I was eating the right amount of food, and was being fed the right way, and was not gaining fat, just bone and muscle, like I should!
She also said that if I am REALLY chew-chew-chew oriented, I could have as many as one edible chew a day. ...it won't HURT me, but they have to watch that I am not getting fat from too much 'treat' food... they chose the healthiest edible bones they could, untill they can find a safe source of 'real' bones, like chicken wingtips... then they will try that too.
I got THREE different kinds! So Dad and Pa can rotate them so I get different kinds of 'edibles' each day.
It is a happy medium... cause I got lots of chewy-toys, but I get tired of them, and want EDIBLE ones... and rawhide has not been my thing. I like the edible bones (like greenies, edible nylabones, etc) that I can scrape bits off of, tiny shreds at a time... and EAT EM!!
Bertha is so jealous.
She keeps stealing my "Orbee puppy bone" ...Dad says when he gets some more money, he will buy Bertha an Orbee bone or 'kong' shaped toy of her OWN... in HER size!!
That's good. Cause I want Auntie Bertha to love me too.
And you know what?
I was SO worn out after all that? I fell asleep on Pa's lap in the car on the way home.
Oh boy. These are the BEST kind of days, EVAR.