March 3, 2011

I get to have Poppy ALL DAY TODAY! And then I found out I was “dead wrong.” He had to go to the office at Valley West on ‘business’ for a little while.

And I’ve decided I’m such a “big girl” now I don’t need to go out to potty half a dozen times a day so I’m workin on trainin Mamaw. She hasn’t caught on yet though…she asks me if I need to go out and even brings the leash my way so I have to run away from her to train her. Anybody have any better suggestion for me? I don’t like hurtin her feelins and sometimes she gets MAD at me.

They headed off to the grocery store—again without me; they don’t allow dogs unless they are helping their blind masters. When they came back they had TONS of food again! It’s hard to believe what they do with all of that! I asked Mamaw and she said she was havin surgery on that cyst later today and she might have “to hide in the house for a while so she wanted to make sure we had food.” Good Lord!

She didn’t even both to let me out of the kennel when they got home. She went potty and gave no thought to the fact that I MIGHT HAVE TO GO (I didn’t—but still it’s the thought that counts.” All of a sudden she goes to the coat closet and gets my “short leash”—yep, I’m goin someplace. Let’s hope it’s a ride—I’m getting kinda bored here…

Forget that! I went to see LeAnn at PetSmart and got a bath and the whole nine yards! Sure did feel good but all that primpin makes me tired—I wonder how Mamaw stands it? When I was finished and Miss LeAnn called to say I was all gussied up and ready to go, Mamaw sent Poppy to get me cause when I walked in the door I saw she had a round, brown something on her upper lip. “Poppy, what is that thing she’s wearin? I don’t like it!” He informed me she had that cyst removed so they put a band aid on it to keep dirt and stuff out of it. I’m wantin to smell it and lick it and she keep backing away from me. That’s how I figure things out ya know?

She went to bed real early. When they give her drugs to numb her, she always kind of reacts to them. Poppy and me wonder if she’s drunk—NOPE; the medicine. She took her e-reader and a dish of ice cream to the waterbed. Do I have ta tell ya she put the gate up and made me stay with Poppy? It’s been quite a day…all the way around