September 11, 2009

They’re up bright and early this morning to get around. The TV is on and they are talking about 9/11—whatever that is. Sounds like it is an important anniversary of something but it all happened before I was born so I don’t know. They’ve got everything packed in the car and they’ve checked their list. They arrived at the Ford dealership in Union, IA right on time to pick me up. My breeder took me to work with her today so I could leave from there. It was goodbye to Mother and the boys…


Mamaw and Poppy got there on time and they exchanged information with my breeder. I began to cry because I wasn’t feeling very comfortable. My body was shaking and I am feeling sad. Nydia gave me a good loving and sent me on my way. They headed back home; Poppy was driving and I am on Mamaw’s lap with the bedding that has Mother and the boys scent on it. I can’t find relief from my fear and sadness with that. I just feel sick. I cry and cry and Mamaw tries to soothe me. I cry and try to get away long enough that I finally just become exhausted—I sleep. Well, I sleep until the car stops and then I remember things are different and I begin to cry again—it does no good. I begin to howl—it does no good. Poppy offers me water and it sure does taste good too. My throat is blanched from crying and howling. They walk me on the leash and I finally pee and Mamaw says, “Good pee Scarlett.” Guess the training begins right now!

We’re home and I again get a drink of water and outside we go. I hear all of the cars and noises and begin to cry weakly and howl a little. They stay right there with me for comfort. I finally pee. We go back in the house and they offer me food but I’m just too upset to eat right now. Poppy puts me on the couch with him and I gotta tell ya, I am exhausted by this time. I just let go and take a nap! Oops—we gotta get around and go to the new vet. They put me on the floor and try to show me down a long hallway that leads to their bedroom. I got scared and cry so Mamaw tries to lead me back to the living room—there I begin to have my first “mistake”—she grabs me up and says, “NO” and immediately puts me on the leash to go outside. Well, I can’t go then—it’s a done deal isn’t it?
Mamaw has pretty painted toenails and she is wearing sandals. I like to bite on them but she says, “NO”. I tried so many times she got the message and put slippers on so I can’t get to them. Kinda funny, don’t you think? I got my way this time…I’m going to keep trying.

To the veterinary -- My vets name is Jessica Merk and she is a nice lady. She looked me over (thought I was a real catch too) and said I was in good health. I have to go back in 3 weeks—maybe that’s not so bad. Home finally—I hope for the day! I am so tired Poppy and I are going to take a nap now.

My first night home wasn’t really bad…I just woke up 3 times before they were ready to get up. Well, my bladder is small and I just can’t hold it that long.