Life really is a mystery ya know? Mamaw and me--we been reminmicin today; about my adoption, the blog, the books an all of that stuff. What started out as a hobby is getting to be some real fun now! She made a great big stupid thin at her first book signin--SHE DIDN'T TAKE ME! She's sayin she won't make that MISTAKE any time soon.
So take note:
WE--yes, I said WE are gonna be at a new book signin at the Pattee Hotel on October 12th from 1:00-2:30. We're gonna be in the outside area. The venue is: It's a Dog Day Afternoon with Scarlett O'Hara.
Momma says she's gonna give treats to my new friends so be sure to come. She's been puttin some stuff together that all you dog's Mama's and Papa's will really like. A slideshow and a booklet of some of my bestest blog posts.
So COME--and ENJOY! I'm sure hopin I'm gonna see ya there.
TUESDAY, APRIL 23, 2013 -- WOULD SOMEBODY PLEASE CALL THE ANIMAL RESCUE LEAGUE!
OMG—AM I IN TROUBLE! I thought for sure Mamaw had forgotten bout that time I went off chasin the deer—guess not! Dallas came to the basement sliding glass doors and I sneaked out afore she managed to hook me up. I love that too—all of that freedom to just go do as I please. And while I got long ears; when I getta chance to be free, I just shut those ears off! Need I say more?
Dallas
did his thing—whatever that was. I did too, all the time I was free. I got my
nose down to the grindstone and enjoyed every single one of those smells. I
coulda cared less that Mamaw was tryin to come and get me. I just darted here
and there and confused the hell outta her. It got dark too, and she didn’t have
a light. After all, I was just supposed to go out in our backyard and play with
Dallas for 5 minutes or so, pee and come right back to the house.
Well…since
I didn’t do that I’m in the slammer! She came back to the house and tattled to
my Poppy and along they both come, him carrying a flashlight and Mamaw with our
little bittie broom she gets after me with sometimes. I knew then it was “curtains
for me.”
I was comin their way and I saw the broom. Oh crap—she is royally pi**ed. I tried
to just saunter up to them but Mamaw had that loud, harsh voice and she said, “Scarlett,
go home.” Poppy’s voice was louder than it usually is and he said, “Scarlett,
go home.” I went home alright—but didn’t get anywhere near them for fear I was
gonna get hit with that damned broom.
Lickity
split I got to the door—AND IT WAS
CLOSED. Ya know what that means don’t ya? I probably got to come in contact
with one of em. Poppy opened the door for me (and that’s probably a good thing
cause Mamaw had already chased me a long time) and I slipped in, up the steps
and into the living room. Well, what else could I do, she’s yellin “In the
living room”! At that point, I knew better than to argue with her.
She
came up and tole me “to stay” on the couch. I could tell she was furious with
me. I just layed right there and tried to look as small as I could. She headed
back down to her office where she wouldn’t have to look at me.
Poppy
got my kennel from the basement and made me get in it! I knew it would be for
all night; then I was kinda sorry I’d made Mamaw work so hard.
She
had just done an afternoon of water therapy and I would have to be an idiot not
to know she was feeling it.
If
somebody out there has the guts to stand up against Mamaw, would you call the
Animal Rescue League and see if they will come to my rescue?APRIL 18, 2013 - WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON HERE?
What a mess we got goin on here anyway…stuff is all goofy and it makes my tummy hurt!
Mamaw’s been plantin flowers—she was so anxious for spring—and now most of the basement is full of plants she can’t put outside with all of this rain! Weatherman says we’ve had more than 5 inches…I wait just as long as I can to go outside to do my business. I gotta get some smells under my belt before I go and I get all wet! Mamaw drives a hard bargain, she won’t undo my leash until I wait for her to dry my feet. Then she rubs that darned towel back and forth over my back till I can barely stand it! If anybody can get this rain to stop, I’d sure appreciate it a whole bunch.
We saw a wren coming and going from one of Mamaw’s hanging artificial planter, so she looked…AND LOOKED AGAIN…then she took the planter down and brought it in the house. You will never believe what we found in there! The wren was a MAMA and she made a really swell nest in there. She found 2 eggs in there! Mamaw said she had to take a couple of photos; which she did, and then she took it right back outside and hung the planter back up on the house.
Then she said, “Mama wren—I just can’t be a part of aborting your children, so you can have them here and teach them to fly from the nest but one thing I’m not going to do is put a bird bath up for you.”
The storms the last couple of days was a scary thing for me. I stayed as close to Mamaw as possible so she would be of comfort to me. And when Mamaw and Poppy go to bed, I jump up with them and insist on getting between em so I feel protected. The thunder and lightning has been really bad. Last night she closed both of the blinds in the bedroom so I could relax.
Did I tell ya Mamaw is taking a class? It's the college for old people and it's only 1 day a week, but she's enjoyin it. The class is France at a Glance, and her instructor asked her to give a little talk on Monday so she's been givin lots of attention to gettin that ready to go.
Nough said for now…happy high-five day!
April 1, 2013 -- MAMAW GAVE HERSELF A APRIL FOOL'S DAY!!
This
morning Mamaw rolled outta bed at 7:00 a.m.—I couldn’t believe it! Usually when
I kiss her, she just ignores me and goes back to sleep. Not today—she tells
Poppy today is the first day of her new class, France from a Glance.”
Nothing
was really different this mornin before she left…she just did everything
earlier. And only 1 cup of hot tea today, she tole Poppy she hoped she could
handle the day cause her quota is 2 a day.
She’s
got this bag sittin on the kitchen table and she’s puttin everythin in there
but her aqua therapy stuff. She tells us she is leaving class and getting the
two errands taken care of; then she’d come home and change into her swimsuit.
(She bought 2 new swimsuits, ya know.) The chlorine is really hard on the
colors.
She
waved goodbye to me and tole me to mind Poppy and off she went. It was a long morning—I
waited a long time for her. Then about noon Poppy’s cell phone rings and I can
tell it is our Mamaw. Well, don’t tell anyone, but she locked the keys in Lil
Red…She was beggin him to take me for a ride (which I gladly accepted) and
bring the extra key so we could “recue her.”
On
the drive Poppy just tole me we gotta love Mamaw the way she is. She forgets
lots and doesn’t get near as much done as she’d like to so let’s just give her
a break today and not mention anythin about it. Poppy drives a long ways and unlocks her car. Then he
goes into the library in Johnston and tells her she can get into her car now. I
was tryin to see what was goin on when she came out but as hard as I stretched
my neck, I just couldn’t get a glimpse of her. We left…post haste.
She
comes along behind but Poppy never did see her in the rearview mirror. Just so
happens though, that she got home bout the same time we did. She came in the
house and said, “I wasn’t quite ready for this kind of day.” Poppy and me—we kept
our mouths closed. I waited patiently for my nummy numbs cause it was time—and she
got it around for me.
Then
into the bedroom she goes and for heaven’s sakes—now she thinks it’s time to
try on those new swimsuits! She was complainin about one bein the wrong size
and the bottoms not coming all the way up to the waist and on and on. Poppy
played it right and just kept workin at his computer—me on the other hand; I
was right in the middle of it. Finally she said, I’m just gonna wear my old one
today—if it falls apart—well, there ya go. So off she went again with a warning
that she had the two errands to run when she was done with her water exercises
cause she was locked outta her car. Silence prevailed.
She’s
gone—Poppy and me are thinkin it’s so quiet we kinda like it that way for a
while. But we don’t dare tell Mamaw.
See
ya all around…
Sunday, March 24, 2013 – Did I Hear Somebody Said Spring Is Here?
It’s always a little amazing to me what goes on in this house throughout a week. I can see why Mamaw is so tired…she moves constantly. I like to follow her around cause I never know what she’s gonna do next—but I NEED TO KNOW. She eventually gets irritated with that and makes my lay down.
This spring thing really has me buffaloed. We’ve had snow for 2 days now! When I go outside to “do my thing” I have to wait and have my feet dried off. I am so tired of it! I want the sunshine, the walks on the trail, chasin the birds, eatin the deer droppings…oh, I should not have tole you about that! Mamaw is ashamed of me for that. Now when she lets me out, she holds my leash tight so I can’t get to that part of the yard.
We had Dallas in to play for a while. Now—I really like the guy; but not when he’s tryin to ride me. And on top of that, he got hold of Big Red and managed to pull some of his hair out. I can’t leave that boy unattended for a moment but he’s into trouble. It was fun to play with him for a little while though…I get lonely. We don’t have people runnin in and out of here every day so when somebody comes it’s a real treat.
I’m layin in front of the big sliding doors in the basement and I saw a big, fat red robin. I started to make my little sounds and Mamaw turned to look at me and said, “Miss Scarlett, where is that tail runnin off to”?
The basement is full of plants Mamaw had to bring in in the fall and this week Poppy and me took her down to Ted Lare Nursery and she bought a whole bunch of pots at 75% off. We could hardly get all 3 of us in Lil Red along with all the pots. She’s happy now—waitin for the weather to break so we can start plantin stuff. Soon as we’re past frost, she’ll put em all outside on the under-deck she loves so much.
I
was delighted I got to go on this little drive too! In the winter I don’t get a
lots of them either. The minute “car” or “ride” passes somebody’s mouth, I’m
started to get excited. Mamaw promised we’ll get Lil Red out more when the
weather gets really nice and we’ll open that big bonnet and ride, ride, ride.
Can’t
wait…Sunday, March 17, 2013 – Happy St. Patrick’s Day
I
tole you I’d be back tonight with some pictures. It’s been a pretty good day
cept Mamaw is havin some trouble getting up and down them stairs enough times
for Senator Weiner to do his jobs. My gosh he pees a lot! Mamaw just didn’t
know how lucky she was with me only going outside four times a day till she
took The Senator for the weekend. She tole Poppy she thought she had been up,
down and out those big doors at least 30 times each day. I feel sorry for her
cause she’s still got that awful cough…says shes callin the Dr. tomorrow…we’ll
see.
This is my hoof--
look whose got it!
The
Senator was very well pleased when his Mama and Frank showed up around 4:00.
Poppy got home from work and they sat around the table a long time talkin.
Seemed like they was havin a good time. Mamaw kept getting The Senator out for
his piddles too. Then Poppy said he thought we needed to move downstairs to
play some pool.
I
let em go by themselves. I personally don’t like the fast movement of the
people and the loud sound of the balls. Of course Senator Weiner didn’t feel
that way about it—he was there pesterin everybody down there. I could hear
laughs and ohs and aws comin up from down there but I kept myself busy chewin
on that new hoof Mamaw gave me on Friday.
We
got some pictures of this pool game—I’ll see if we can get em posted for ya
tonight. Oh...and yeah...look at all of my stuff HE PLAYS WITH WHEN HE COMES DOWN HERE!
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| And MY BALL from Ozzie |
This is my hoof--
look whose got it!
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| My Poppy, |
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| My Dodi |
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| But Max's Frank |
Saturday, March 16, 2013 – I Don’t Think Threats Are Working!
It’s
much more of the same with Mamaw…she’s so darned busy there just doesn’t seem
to be enough time for my blog. I got company this weekend—it’s Senator Weiner.
Mamaw named him that last year cause the story broke the weekend she was dog sittin
him. His real name is Maxi (a big long German name) and he loves to come stay
with us. He has to be in the kennel all day while his mommy works but Mamaw lets
him stay out—just like me.
Now,
he’s okay—don’t get me wrong. I find myself spendin my evenings more with Poppy
but why not; he’s always there for me. And Mamaw feels that she needs to give
him some lovin too with his mommy gone so we’ve worked it out.
We
wanted to invite Dallas over to play but when Mamaw took Senator Weiner out
last evening, he was gonna bite Dallas! So, course that didn’t turn out
but she’s really good at hookin us both up to our leashes and takin us both out
at the same time. She even stays outside for quite a little while afore we have
ta come back in.
Mamaw
is always wantin to play ball with me and I’m simply not interested. I think it
is a stupid game that just wears me out runnin back and forth while she just
stands there and waits for me. Now—that’s not the way it works for the “weiner
man.” He will run and get the ball and bring it back to her and she says, “Good
boy, good boy.” I think that’s how she thinks she’ll get me roped into playin
ball with her but I wouldn’t hold my breath if it’s up to me.
There’s
two chairs in our livin room that NO DOGS are supposed to sit in. Mamaw says
that’s because the people who visit and don’t like dogs shouldn’t have to sit
in their hair. Well, today by golly, Senator Weiner just jumped right up into
her lap while she was sittin in the chair. And she didn’t even make him get
down…so I did it tonight just to see if she was gonna be fair…she was J.
Mamaw
seems to be more content stayin at home more now. Well, she’s real busy with
all of that writin, editin and stuff! But on top of that, she goes to do her
aqua therapy two times a week. She’s tryin real hard to stay healthy…and I help
her all I can, if ya know what I mean?
Tomorrow
I’ll have some pictures of Senator Weiner so you can see what a weird little
guy he is. He is a WEINER DOG ya know, and we get along famously!
Talk
to ya tomorrow—ya hear me?
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