Update

    Well it seems like I always have bad news, but that's just the way life is sometimes. 
    My best buddy, Scooby has crossed the Rainbow Bridge. I told yall he was old. He just laid down in the back yard and went to sleep. I miss him a lot.
    Now Dad lets me stay in the house a lot with the "little dogs". I reckon theres an up side to everything. Pop and Meme were very sad. Right now were all just trying to move on with life.
    Rest in peace, my old friend.

On my last post I mentioned BJ getting under Dad's truck. I meant say Rugby, not BJ. My bad..... suit me.

Been a while.

Well hi folks!


   Bet you thought I had forgotten about this. Well I didn't. I kinda lost my ambition a while back when lots of bad things happened. I'm not going to depress you with details, but I feel I owe you an explanation as to where I've been.
   First, ole Barnacle went blind. Bless his heart. Hid did OK for a while but one day he wandered off & got lost and we never saw him again. I'm still looking but I heard Dad say there was little hope. I miss old Barney.
   Then Mama Dog just disappeared. (I may have told you about that). She was the one with only three legs. I prefer having four.
   One day Dad was in a hurry to get to work. That's the place he's at most of the time. He says that's where the money for milk bones comes from. I told BJ not to get under Dad's truck but he did it anyway. He was really old and didn't get around too good. I can't finish this story. You'll figure it out.
   Sidda got bit by a rattlesnake. She wasn't doing well and Dad had to "help her out". I don't know what that means, but I think I smelled her under some fresh soil where Dad must've been planning to plant some flowers.
   Then my best bud, old Frank laid down one day by Dad's desk and went to sleep. I couldn't wake him up. He was about 14 years old and was really smart. Dad made me stay inside and he took Frank out to try to wake him up. I never saw him again. Dad cried for two weeks. I've never seen him that sad.
   Well on a lighter note, we have a few new faces around here now. We have a little dog about Trixie's size (only not as fat). Her name is Ginger. Dad calls her Taco Bell. I don't think she likes me very much. I'll post a picture of her soon if Mom will loan me her camera.
   Mom & Dad came home with two green birds called parrots. Their names are Ross and Rosa. They make a lot of noise, and shit all over the floor. Dad won't let me retrieve them for some reason. I guess they're already retrieved. I keep my eye on them in case he changes his mind.
   Then Dad got another bird back that he said he had 18 years ago that his uncle had been keeping. I think his uncle died and he didn't have a Dad any more so my Dad took him back. His name was Smokey. You know something? That dang bird could talk. For real. That's the only one I've ever seen that could talk. Most of them just whistle really well. He called Dad Papa. I don't know why. Anyway, one day he just flew away. Yep. Just like that.
   So that's where I've been. Watching all that happen. I weigh 110 lbs now and I feel great. I don't know how old I am now. I'll have to ask Dad.
   I plan to get back to my story now that things have calmed down. BTW... Scooby says tell yall Hi. 
   Gotta go. I think I smell something that needs wallering in.

I Think I Saw a Snake!

Yep... I can get out as fast as I can get in.

I'm a Runner, Not a Writer

   I'm 13 months old now. Daddy says I weigh 85 pounds. What does that mean? He also says I'm a good boy. I know what that means. It means milk bones are on the way. Of course I must do my trick sequence which includes sit, shake hand, other hand, kiss, and lay down. I do these tricks when I am asked, and enjoy doing them. I can tell by the way Mom and Dad move their hands which one to do. They really don't have to say the words.

   I know it's been a while since I've posted, and for good reason. I have lots of running to do. I caught a turkey in the yard. He was yummy except for the feathers. They are really fun to play with, though. I felt bad about it later because I didn't really want to hurt him. I just wanted to play. The turkey didn't see it that way. Looking back, I really don't know why I caught him. When I saw him I just got a strong feeling that that what what I needed to do. I wanted to take it to Dad, but we ate it before he got home from work. I did, however take a mouth full of feathers to his truck as a welcome home present. I always take my parents something when they drive up. Sometimes all I can find is a stick or a pine cone but they don't seem to mind. They like me no matter what I bring. I don't think Dad was real happy about me hurting the turkey, which is why I have no pics. He said I could have got into trouble with the game warden because the turkey was out of season. I don't know where season is,but I reckon the turkey should have stayed there and he'd have been safe. And I don't know the game warden either. 

Did I Tell You I Lurve Water?

Is this fun or what?

Latest Contributions to the Family Estate.

     I think Meme said this is a dishpan. A family heirloom is what I say. I'd tell them where I got it but I don't recall.

Trying to Catch Up

     Been a while, folks. I'm sorry. Sometimes things seem to get complicated and change and I'm just a kid. But I am learning. I'm not sure if I want to be a big dog because it seems to be quite a challenge. I'd rather play ball myself. And eat stuff.
     I mentioned a while back about Siddah and Trixie having an "incident". I'm not going to talk about that because I feel it is the best thing. I've listened to Mom and Dad talking a lot and they are wise to say that things happen and sometimes you just have to accept it and move on. We are all praying for Trix to be able to see out of her eye soon. Please pray with us. You don't have to be a dog to pray. God listens to all his children's voices. I was born knowing that. And you were too.
     Lots of changes around here. I got a new collar. The big dogs got a new house. (It's awesome too, I tell you). I think Pop broke his foot, and Dad didn't go to work one day and slept almost all the way through it. Imagine that.

     I've had some fun while all this was happening though. I stay outside a lot more now, since Dad trusts me to be growing up some. Trixie, Barney, and Frank help Pop sleep a lot. I try to but when I do, Trix growls at me. She's a strange person. But sweet. I reckon being Frank's wife all these years has had some influence on that.

Sad

     Siddah beat Trixie up. Hurt her eye real bad. I will post later.

My Best Find EVER!

     


     Yep. I've hit the mother lode. I brought this home the other day. I wasn't sure what it was, but it looked important to me. That's part of my job, you know, providing my family with lots of interesting stuff. 
     Mom said it is something to help people walk better. I don't quite understand this, because it was a lot harder for me to walk with it than it was without it. And it hurt my teeth to carry it. But it's great that I got this. Dad has a bad knee and limps a lot sometimes.If he uses it, I hope it doesn't hurt his mouth. If I get time later today, I'll get him another one just like it. I know right where it is. I am such a good dog. I'm quite certain that they're gonna keep me. I hope so.

A Different World

     Dad was up before daylight as usual, but I didn't hear the shower running like I usually do. I had just woke up from sweet dreams of deer bones and stuffed toys and balls. I got loosened up by stretching when Dad opened my crate, and combed my hair by shaking violently. Now time for my bathroom business. Now.
     When the front door opened the first thing I noticed was the ramp to the door had changed colors overnight. No problem, but I did like it black like me. White will be ok, though. I stepped out cautiously and my paws slid slightly like they do sometimes on the bank of the pond, only colder. I instinctively scanned the property perimeter and then it hit me. I was in a new place! I reckon my family moved while I was sleeping. I don't care as long as I still have all of them. And I checked on everybody before I came out. When I went around the back it was kinda like our old place, but all the trees were bending over and covered with something I have never seen before. What is this? What happened? As I pondered I knew there was only one thing to do. Bark and try to intimidate. So I did. For a long time. It didn't help any because those trees weren't going anywhere.
     I peed in 8 or 10 spots and noticed everything smelled very familiar. And look! There is my dog family! All of them! There's something mighty strange going on here. I must find out what happened here last night. Whatever it is, I doesn't seem to scare Mom & Dad. Actually, I think they like it.
     I sat down for a minute just to take it all in. So different, but so much the same. I'm beginning to think we didn't move, but Dad had redecorated the yard. Cool with me.

     I got up and was going to see what else I could find and looked behind me at a glance. The white stuff was gone. It's magic! I sniffed it and quickly realized that this was my favorite thing: Water! How did that happen? As I lumbered across the yard there was a crunch under my paws with every step I took. Then it hit me. I'm walking on water! I will be the most proficient retriever every in the history of the dog world. I will be famous! I can't wait to try this out at the pond. But not now. I am being called in the house. Time for my morning Milk Bone and a frisky play session with my best bud, Barney. It is warm and cozy inside. The smell of coffee and pastries perfume the air. It's a dog's life.

Intruder

     Sorry I didn't get to post last night but Meme was on the computer and I had to wait my turn but Dad put me in the cage before I had a chance to post.  Anyway,  I had a really excited day yesterday!  Dad went to work and left me out of my cage to protect the rest of the family which I did!  I went on my patrol around the house and  I found an intruder in the living room coming down the chimney!  I knew I heard mom and dad talking about Santa coming down the chimney but they said he won't come around from another year so I started telling this strange intruder to go away!  I was saying to him,  "oooohh  you better run fore my daddy gets his gun!!"  but it was coming out sounding like 'bark, bark, growl, growl'.  I made so much noise mom got up along with everybody else to come see me be brave.  Mom must have been braver than me cause she went right up to the intruder and pulled him off the stool that he was sitting on.   When she did that I had to take action and grab the intruder's leg and shake it real hard.  Mom was laughing and tried to explain to me that the 'intruder' was only a pair of overalls left in front of the fireplace to dry but I knew the truth that I had scared the intruder right out of his pants and he must have escaped back up the chimney!   Scoob and Siddah didn't believe my intruder story cause they said nobody could get past them in the yard.  Oh well, at least I got em and here is a picture of the proof...the left behind overalls of the intruder.

I Almost Forgot!

I found this today. It's the best thing I've brought home since the lawn mower part yesterday. When Dad saw it I could see a glow of love about him. Made my day.

Blue Sky All around Me

     As the daylight started to peep through the shades I could hear what I thought was Hobson lumbering up the driveway. Then the head lights, and YES! it's Mom! I hear the door open and Trixie barks. Now here comes Mom and I'm glad. I gotta pee! Going outside now. 
     It's still raining but everybody seems to be dry. They have a dry place to sleep, but I think they won't tell me about it until I get a little bigger... er... I mean older. I don't really want to get older. The older ones don't even want to play ball. Can you imagine life without ball? Not me, Pedigree!
     I'm pretty sure there's a future for me in in sports cause Dad said I was the best ball player in the whole puppy world. And I believe him, too. He's a very sincere person. Siddah snorts and Rugby says "Yeah, right" but Scooby encourages me. He won't practice with me but he cheers me on. He told us he was a huge sports star when he was younger. I bet he was. Alongside of having no teeth, old Scoob's quite a cool dude.

     Anyway, early afternoon brought out the sunshine and the world turned bright again. There was a soft breeze coming off the pond and I swear I could smell the cat tails on the edge, waving in the breeze. The pines rustled softly and the sun was warm. I was reminded again how beautiful the world is.

Rainy Night In Georgia

     Not a lot to say today, as all was fairly typical. The weather was pleasant and I (like a big dog) stayed outside all day. We all did except for the runts. All three of them. The don't even seem to be growing at all. I've heard about stunted puppies. Stunted is a funny word to me. Can I say that here?
     Right before dusk it started to rain. Dad let me in and said I had to stay in the crate. He thinks I don't know that a crate is really a mild way of saying cage. But I don't mind. It's warm and dry in here and I really need to be here anyway to make sure everybody's safe. Everybody else will flame me tomorrow about being Mama's boy, but heck with it. I'll jump that creek when I get to it. Nobody wants to play with me out there anyway. Bunch of geezers!

     When I got in, Ole Barnacle wants to play. Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit. I like Barn. I reckon he can't help it being a runt and all.
     However, Dad is a man true to his word. Mostly. I'm in the "crate", but happy as I can be. I do feel a little guilty about Scoob and Siddah. The rain sounds like it has let up and I'm sure they'll be OK. I can't help it because I'm a puppy. We all were at one time a while back. Except for Dad and Scooby. They never were kids I don't think. I'm not sure about Dad. He's kind of hard to talk to. Now Mom, on the other paw, is a different story. I can talk to her about anything. But we'll talk about her later when I tell you about my human family. And Meme and Pop, too. This could wind up being a novel. What is a novel anyway? Can I eat it? If I can't, at least maybe I could chew it up.

     Meme's at her computer and I'm gonna go to sleep now. I will leave a pic of her as I go. I know I don't have thumbs to take pics, but I managed this on the family digicam. Don't tell Dad. He overreacts to most things. Night!

Not in Trouble. Just lucky.

Pictures

I hope you like the pics of my dog family. I didn't take these. No copyright infringement intended. I'll post my human family pics soon. I'd like to thank them for their support on this blog.


I love licking folks in the face. If you come see us I will lick your face, too. That's right. No problem.

I Reckon I'm A "BIG DOG" Now.

Yes sir ee. LANDMARK


****NEWSFLASH****  WDOG   CENTRAL GA.


It has been reported that Smitty has spent the night outside with the big dogs. No authorities were contacted as the weather was fairly mild. There were eyewitnesses to the incident. Let's go live now to our field reporter, Wanna B. One.......


Wanna: "Mam, did you see what happened here tonight"? 
Eyewitness: "Where?"
Wanna: "Here".
Eyewitness: "Where are we now? I think I was supposed to get off in Macon. Have you seen my purse?"


Wanna: "Moving right along.... Hello sir. Can you tell me what's going on here?"
2nd eye: "Yep"
Wanna: "Well?"
2nd eye: "Yep. Fair to middling. I can sure tell there's rain moving in. My arthritis is really gnawing at me. Especially in my knees. Lord knows my knees hurt when it gets like this. Last winter I nearly wound up in the hospital I was hurting so."
Wanna: "I meant can to tell us what happened here tonight."
2nd eye: "Where?"
Wanna: "Here, for juggling jellybeans! Here!"
2nd eye: "Oh, that. Smitty stayed outside with everybody else."
Wanna: "And that's it?"
2nd eye: "Hey....you're the guy from the news aren't you?"


*ANCHOR*
......and there you have it, folks. And you heard it first here on WDOG.............

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