December 28, 2009

A whole BIG start of our day—oh, the outside business was the same but as soon as Mamaw had me in on the rug and wiped my feet, she disappeared into the EXILE room. She was there a long time and when she came out she was a walking target! Oh, oh—she’s going some place this morning…

And it goes without saying that Poppy had to work too. So, we play outside in the snow for a while and then she gets her hair washed. I’m liking the dryer so much more now. I like to bite at the heat. It has two settings; low and high. She uses high on herself and sometimes turns that my way and most of the time she uses the low heat.

Out the door with Poppy—Mamaw escapes a few minutes later. It’s going to be a kennel day… Well, she surprised me, she was only gone for a few hours today and returned with groceries. She let me come to the kitchen while she put them away today. I like to help her.

Then right to the office—I think she said something about volunteering to help with an election but I’m not sure. I hope she can work at home—and I’ll try to be really good, I promise. When I think she’s been working too long, I just start whining and she knows I want her to play with me or I need out. She’s catching on to my “doggy talk.”

They’ve decided I have to go to lock-up every time they eat cause I jump up on their little side table. I don’t know what they expect—Mamaw is a GOOD COOK and it smells like heaven. After they are done, though, she lets me right out. I think she is trying to convince me that if I wouldn’t jump up and try to get their “stuff”, I wouldn’t have to go into my kennel. Yes, I’ve got a couple of bad habits that Mamaw is really having a struggle with. She watches The Dog Whisperer from time to time; then she reads through her notes from Mother Knows Best and all of the Internet stuff they’ve gotten. I hope she doesn’t give up on me…

Tonight Mamaw brushed me and we brushed my teeth too. She likes to keep me looking pretty and sometimes I think it’s just a waste of time.

Deb from Bark Busters called—she is going to call Mamaw tomorrow and see when we can get together “for more torture.” The snow storm just wrecked havoc on our last appointment and it just didn’t happen. I had high hopes we were through with this shit, but apparently I am wrong…I hope this doesn’t keep me awake all night.