Digby's Dailies

On The Road Again...

2007-05-28T15:06:00.000-07:00

Yipee-Woof, I just had my first road trip! I could see the family putting clothes and things into suitcases and it was making me a bit nervous...then when I saw my sister start putting my very own toys and food into another bag I really started to panic! I was so afraid they were going somewhere without me! On the contrary, lucky me got to go to Grammy's right along with them. It was a pretty long drive in cramped quarters, but hey...this dog is not complaining--I love a good snuggle. At one point Mom even slipped me a yummy carrot, which must mean I was doing a good job in the car. I slept most of the way and even got out at one point to tinkle!

My cousins Sadie and Toby were there to play with--we had so much fun! It wasn't all play, though...we had nice relaxing times, too. I am totally in my element in the great outdoors--lots to sniff, lots of room to run. I hope we get to go to Grammy's again soon!

I'm Back!

2007-05-08T08:40:00.000-07:00

Yes, my friends, I know it has been quite a long time since I've posted. Have I just been too busy to post? I don't know, I've just been doing the usual doggie things. Sleeping, pooping, playing. I guess you could call my lack of blog-writing more laziness than anything else. Plus the fact that I have been a bit embarrassed at my short hair cut. No matter how cute my Mom kept saying I looked, this dog felt ridiculous without his fur. Call me vain, but it's true. But now I am finally getting that hair back! I feel like my pedigree self again! And check out that brand new fancy collar! Mom said something about how now that I was a 'Big Boy' I was ready for my fancy collar. I do feel kind of spunky in it, I have to say.

Mom's been taking me for lots of rides and walks now, and I have learned to love both! No more whining for me. (at least not about those things.) When she says, "Go for a ride?" or "Go for a walk?" I know just what those things mean. I've even been walking around the lake! Whew, that makes me tired, but I love it. It's amazing how many dogs and people I see, and so many people I encounter along the way make such a fuss about me. A dog's gotta love that! And I do.

Yes, spring is here, I've got my fancy collar, I'm livin' the dog's life. It's all good.

The Call of the Wild

2007-03-30T10:48:00.000-07:00

I got all excited the other day because Mom came home with what I thought was a new pal for me to play with. She put it on the table and I whined and wagged my tale--really turned on the 'cute' charm, you know--until she pulled it down for me to sniff. Ooooh, it smelled good...not exactly animal-like as I thought it would, but still. This thing was as big as I was and it was going down. After a good sniff I immediately pounced on it and dragged it into my bed...victory! (we'll ignore the fact that it wasn't a real animal. It was a victory anyway.)

But sadly, Mom soon pulled it back out of my bed and put it up on the table again, saying it was really for my big sister. Man, what a rip! I continued to whine and I could tell Mom felt badly for me. She disappeared downstairs for a few minutes and then came back with this cat. Well....it's not quite the same--it isn't as big and ferocious as that other one was, but it's still another furry friend I can pretend to attack and feel all manly with in my conquest. Even a pedigree dog needs to feel like the tough guy once in a while!

Spring in My Step

2007-03-24T13:37:00.000-07:00

I have been a busy bee lately! Or a busy dog, of course. It is definitely SPRING, and I have a spring in my step to go along with it. After the initial shock of my beautiful shorn fur, I guess it kind of gave me sort of a sassy feel...Mom says it just makes me look like a Naughty Dog. Hey, it's kind of fun to try that on for a while! I played the part one day and left toilet paper I had taken off the roll all over the floor of my sister's bathroom! heh heh.

Ladies and Gentledogs, let me just say that I have become a Walker. Something just clicked, and now I have to say that I totally love my walks! The other day Mom, my brother and my sister all walked me down to a park, through some cool wooded paths behind the it, and then we came out in another!! And today my sister and Mom walked me all around a lake!!! I was really good, I only stopped just a little to have a sniff at a random tree, a gross spot on the ground, or a nice looking dog. I mean, a dog's gotta be a dog!

It's great to get good exercise on a lovely spring day. But really--when all is said and done, there's nothing like resting by a stinky bum.

Not a Walk in the Park

2007-03-12T08:00:00.000-07:00

My friends, it has been a tough week. Last weekend I went to that place where the lady in the white coat is, I think it was because I could not stop pooping. Hey, I enjoy a good poo, but this was ridiculous. I was up every hour and a half for a couple of nights there, whining at Mom and Dad to let me out. Nobody got much sleep around here and we were all a bit cranky for it. I just felt proud of myself that I always made it outside. You should have seen me run! There was no pausing and sniffing. My dad said I looked like a centipede (whatever that is), not-quite-running but walking out there so fast you couldn't even see my legs move. I had to take some pills, but that wasn't bad at all because Mom put them in a piece of cheese. I never get cheese! Mom also made me some gourmet food, hamburger and rice. Nice! At first I had to go a whole day without food, and that was horrible--but then the gourmet stuff starting showing up in my bowl. So maybe it was worth it. Although now I've noticed I'm back to my old dog food. sigh.

As if that wasn't bad enough, I had to miss puppy play on Saturday because of another tragedy...my sister was outside playing with me right before and after discovering that cool place behind the shed I discovered that I had picked up some nasty burs. They were all over me, even my ears were stuck on top of my head. And they hurt! Dad tried to pick them out, but then Mom got me right over to the place where they trim me up and give me a bath. That was scary. I was there for a long time, and look what they did to me!!!! I guess they had to shave off all of my beautiful fur because those burs were so close to my skin. Oh, my beautiful pedigree fur! My mom keeps telling me that she thinks I'm adorable, but I just don't know about that. I feel funny, and cold. And now that you are feeling especially sorry for me you can add on the fact that I have a bad yeast infection in my ear which has also made me miserable. I have been whining and scratching like crazy, once again keeping all of us up at night. Once again I was at the doctor's office today, with them poking around in my sore ear. Then they put some drops in there. Never a dull minute!

And speaking of tragedies, I must say a fond farewell to my old friend Sigmund. He's the sweet old canine I visited not long ago over at Mom's friend Stephanie's house. I guess the old guy finally gave up the ghost. Okay, so he didn't really play with me and that made me frustrated, but I knew it was only because he just plain didn't have the energy. The dog world loses one of it's best, and his family loses a dear friend! sigh.

Life is rough sometimes, isn't it? Just when you think it's just a walk in the park, things like these get thrown at you. But I suppose that's what makes the good times so good. The weather is getting warmer and there are lots of good smells outside. The sun is shining and I am loved. And that's nothing to sniff at.

Snow Dog!

2007-02-27T10:21:00.000-08:00

Just call me the Abominable Snowman, Nanook of the North... I channeled my inner sled-dog this weeked as I frolicked, burrowed and pranced my way through the tundra that is my back yard after getting over a foot of snow! I just love it. I suppose for some dogs it could be a problem trying to do one's business in the deep snow, but not me...I figured out a clever way to walk back and forth, back and forth over the same spot until I tamp it down. I come in from playing out there with snow balls all stuck my under-side, but hey! Snacks! I hear we're getting MORE snow...and I say bring it on!

Happy Valentine's Day!

2007-02-14T08:01:00.000-08:00

It's puppy love around here today, let me tell you. Everyone was up early this morning, I couldn't figure out why. Mom, Dad, Vivian and Sullivan were all crowded around the dining room table and they were ooohing and aaahing over red and pink things that they were giving each other. There were a lot of hugs going around, too. All of a sudden Mom turns me to me and says, "Happy Valetine's Day" and hands me a new toy! Whoa, I think I like this day! Now I have another dog to play with. He looks a lot like this dog Sullivan has in his room called Scooby Doo, I hope I don't get confused and grab him instead at some point. The Family seems to get upset with me when I grab something from Sullivan's room and start gnawing. How's a dog to know, when all of our toys look alike?!

A Yummy Baby!!!

2007-02-10T12:21:00.000-08:00

Ooooh, look at this cute little morsel of a baby...mmmm he smelled and tasted good! This guy came over a few days ago and I just couldn't get enough of him! (just look, I was licking so fast I was a blur!!) Alas, I over-played it though....before I knew it Mom was putting me in my crate. Darn. Usually I whine and complain when she makes me go in there, but I guess I kind of knew it was coming. Why can't I control myself?! It's so hard to be a puppy sometimes!

I've been really frustrated in this cold weather. I don't mind the cold, in fact when I go out in the back yard I'm ready to run and play...but for some reason my family hasn't been out in it much with me, and I don't get to go on many walks. It's a bummer. Thank goodness for my occasional playdates with Charlie, and my play time at the Humane Society!!!!

Another Day, Another Snuggle

2007-02-06T08:08:00.000-08:00

Ahhh, it's good to be loved. The other night these nice folks named Pam and Gary came over for a visit. They both gave me lots of attention--gotta love that. Pam kept laughing at my funny hair-style as she gave me a scratch. She said I looked like someone called Phyllis Diller, whoever that is. Oh, is that her?! yikes! Ah well. As long as she keeps scratching my belly she can call me whatever she wants!

Here's Dad and I having a little snooze together. I didn't know humans liked to nap on the floor, too! Yeah! I'll share my floor with my Daddy any time.

Back and Bigger!

2007-01-30T09:34:00.000-08:00

Well hello everyone, I'm back at home now! I had such a great time over at Nancy's house while the Family was gone on their trip. I guess I'll forgive them for leaving me behind...! Nancy and her husband Tim were sooo nice to me--even if he did call me Dingbat--and I LOVED playing with my doggie and kitty friends! Of course it's good to be home though. I was so excited to see Mom when she came to get me! Mom says I look so much bigger to her after not seeing me for a whole week. I'm losing more teeth, too...I think one of my big lower canine's is somewhere in Nancy's house! A token to remember me by...!

Man, is it cold out today or what?! When I go out to go potty I can barely stand still to squat...I have to keep lifting me feet off of the cold cold snow. It doesn't stop me from wanting to be out, though. I'll just sit on the patio and chew a stick, frozen tundra or no. My abundance of fur keeps me pretty warm! Too bad the Family doesn't want to hang out with me out there, I'm pretty much on my own. I guess their coats don't work as well as mine.

Bone Voyage!

2007-01-21T16:44:00.000-08:00

This is my new favorite place. Mom and Dad bought this cool couch/table/bench thing and I love sitting here on my sister's blanket and looking out the window!!! I can't get up on it by myself, but I can jump down. Maybe if I tried really hard I could jump up that high, but why not make the humans work? I kind of like having them lift me up there at my command. heh heh heh.

Saturday morning Mom didn't take me to my usual play group, but she had Charlie come instead! Yay! As usual we had great fun, especially playing tug of war with this braided fleecey thing that my Auntie Kim gave me. Both Charlie and I really gave it our all, but I'm not even really sure who won in the end. But winning isn't important, right? It's that you have fun. And we always have fun!

Mom has mysteriously been talking to some woman on the phone about me going to stay at her house while the Family is away for a week. Hmmmm. She was actually talking to me about it, telling me that I'll have 2 dogs and 4 cats to play with and that the lady is very nice. (by the way, what's a cat?! OH yeah...I think I remember seeing one once...!) I've heard The Family mention something about a hotel they are staying in. I decided to investigate so I went online to the hotel's web site, and look at what it said:

"Special treatment for both pets and their owners begins with a personal note from the general manager with information on hotel pet services, local dog-walking routes, and area pet services, like veterinarians, pet shops, groomers, and much more. We're the most pet friendly hotels around, and you'll realize it from the moment you and your pet check in. All pets receive their own gifts including a bowl and a special treat to start their vacation. Additional items available for guests with pets include dog and cat beds (different sizes), leashes and collars (different sizes), rawhide bones, catnip, scratch pole, pet video, litter boxes and litter, pooper scoopers. "

So WHY may I ask you, am I not going on this trip with them?? Sheesh! This sounds like a luxury place for a pedigree pooch, no doubt. Sigh. I guess I should trust the fact that my Family thinks I'll have more fun at this lady's house. I hope they're right! I don't know if the lady will let me get on her computer--probably not--so I won't be able to post for the next week or so. Wish me luck at this strange place! Maybe I'll have some good stories to share when I get back! Bon Voyage!

Looking Good and Playing Hard

2007-01-15T13:12:00.000-08:00

Here I am looking pretty snazzy after my latest groom at Petsmart. When she picked me up my mom said she hardly recognized me, they had totally brushed me out and made my fur all smooth. That's me, Mr. Smooooooth.

Then this morning Charlie came over to play again! The time was a little too short for me, but hey, I'll take what I can get. I just can't get enough play with that guy! We are two of a kind. We even share my water bowl.

Oh, and here's some big news...I've got a loose tooth! I guess eventually I'll be losing all of them, just like people do, and getting new grown-up teeth. No wonder I like to chew so much!

Can I Get In?

2007-01-13T08:09:00.000-08:00

Ooooh, a bath. And a bath with my brother, at that. Wonder why Mom didn't let me in? I thought I heard her say that bathing together would make my brother more dirty when he came out than when he got in. Humph! I've never been so insulted! I hear that bath water run and I get so excited, thinking maybe that bath will be mine... but like everything else (a walk, a ride in the car) it always seems more exciting than it actually is and then I just have to whine and fuss whilst I'm actually doing those things. I've just got to make sure that no one forgets about me, I'm always heard. Gotta keep these humans in line, you know!!!

Life is Rough....

2007-01-11T11:22:00.000-08:00

..when you're growing and learning. I sleep a lot. Dog oh dog, I love a good sleep. I'll take it anywhere I can get it. I especially love shoes. (apparently Mom does, too...) I went to doggie class last night, and that wears me out. I went on a walk this morning, and that wears me out. I always get so excited for the walk...as soon as I see Mom grab my Easy Walk harness thingie, I know that means we're going out. But then once we're out, I get kind of scared and Mom really has to coax me along. As soon as we turn that corner though, and I realize we're heading back home, then I walk really well! I mean, walking that whole block is a big deal for little me! I wonder if I'll ever love to walk as much as it seems other dogs do?

Meanwhile, I'll just enjoy my many naps. Ahhhh, life is good.

My and My Best Friend

2007-01-07T10:55:00.000-08:00

Another day, another play date with Charlie! Hooray! This time it was where we met, at the play group place. At first I was worried because he was late--I was afraid he wouldn't show up at all. But then, there he was, and and we immediately were off and wrestling. This other dog kept trying to herd us around and break it up--I wonder if she thought we were fighting? It was a bit annoying as Charlie and I kept getting interrupted, but at least we get to play outside of this group, too. I think I have a new best friend! What a great way to start out the new year. Yahoo!

Bad To The Bone

2007-01-05T08:12:00.000-08:00

Do I look like a big bad dog here, or what?! Just call me Devil Dog, yeah! I can look like a pretty tough guy when I want to. This was a complete blast, my friend Charlie from play group came over to play yesterday!!!!!! From the moment he walked in we were wrestling and running, both inside and outside. My sister took a couple photos with her camera, of course we were not going to hold still for them. It's not every day I get to play with my friend Chaz, we weren't going to waste a moment! I thought I heard Mom say something about getting together once a week with him! Yeah! I look so tough here, maybe I should think about getting a tattoo?

Happy New Year?

2007-01-01T06:18:00.000-08:00

I don't know what that means, but everyone around here is saying it. Seems like it has something to do with a new beginning. Hmmmm. All I know is that this day feels the same as yesterday. I got up around 7:00, I peed and pooped outside, I came in and I ate. But hey, if it makes those humans happy, what do I care?? I don't know if this has anything to do with this 'new year' thing, but I did get a new bed yesterday and I'm loving it!

Any new year's resolutions? Well, I guess maybe I'll try not to pee in the house so much this year. I am getting better, for sure. I can go a week or so without an accident, but then sometimes I get to playing and I get so excited that before I know it I've squatted and did a little tinkle. I don't think it makes my family very happy--when this happens I hear a loud 'NO!" and immediately get whisked outside. I'm not quite sure why they take me out after I've already peed...I mean, sheesh, the damage is done! But since they don't really like it I suppose I should try to control myself. Most of the time I do ring that bell by the back door, and they do seem pretty impressed by this. But of course! But I'll really try not to pee in my new bed.

Look At Me!!

2006-12-29T06:23:00.000-08:00

Look at me, I'm on a podcast! That's me with Kim, Stephanie, Mom and Cousin Ann--posing in a photo for Mom's internet radio show called Feminine Hijinx. It's a bit girlie for me, of course, but any chance I can get to get myself in the spotlight, I'll take. I mean, I AM pedigree after all. I could hear these ladies downstairs giggling and laughing--I just had to be a part of it! Sighhh...happiness is being surrounded by women. Canine or homo-sapien, I'm not picky.

Sadly, this is the only photo of me with Cousin Ann, the really nice lady that came to visit us. She was so nice to me! Every morning I'd go downstairs where she was sleeping to give her a nice good morning lick, but one morning I went down there and all I saw was an empty bed. :-( I hope she comes back soon!

Doggone Busy!

2006-12-27T17:13:00.000-08:00

Whew! I must apologize to any of my readers out there who've missed me...I've been a busy busy doggie! We've had company visiting and me being the polite host (which means letting company pet and fawn all over me...it's a tough job but somebody has to do it...) means not much time for anything else.

One of the most exciting things to happen to me lately was playing in something called 'snow'!!! I had never seen this stuff before, it was really cool! (no pun intended!) It took me a few minutes to figure it all out, but before long I was running around, digging and burrowing. Weeee! I hope we get more of that stuff, now it's just hard and crunchy on the ground and not so fun.

I have to say, I think this Christmas thing is a good thing. I got my very own present from under the tree, a green dog squeaky toy. It is my favorite toy, by far! I love driving everyone crazy around me by playing and playing with it, making lots of noise. In the morning when I woke up, the sock my brother and sister made for me was filled with MORE toys! Whoa! I was surrounded by new playthings, it was great! It made me pretty tired.

At some point that day we went over to another house where there were two other dogs, Sadie and Toby. All I wanted to do was play, but they really wanted nothing to do with me. What is up with that?? Toby may not have wanted to get frisky, but he sure wanted me to smell his behind all the time...for some reason he kept sticking his rear end in my face. I mean, I like getting to know another dog as much as the next, but it was getting a little much! Ah well, it's always fun to see new places and meet new dogs and people. But it was also nice to be back in my home sweet home.

So things should quiet down now around here, and hopefully I'll get back to blogging more regularly!!

A Bit Annoyed With This 'Christmas' Thing

2006-12-17T13:10:00.000-08:00

Man, my family has been so busy lately with this thing called 'Christmas'. I've seen a bit too much of my little house lately and frankly, it's getting a bit annoying. At least my mom does take me along sometimes on some of her many errands. I'm getting better at riding along in Phat Thunder. I still have to whine a bit to make sure she feels good and sorry for me, but it's not so bad. I think it will be better when I'm actually big enough to sit up and see out the window.

One place Mom took me to recently was another play hour at the place I take my class! I got to play with Charlie again, he is a blast. When Mom let me loose in the room I sought him out right away and we played and played. I even overheard my Mom saying to Charlie's mom that maybe we could play over 'break', whatever break is. I don't know what she's talking about, I haven't broken anything! Whenever I knock over a Nutcracker or take one of Sullivan's cars, I'm very gentle. But whatever, I suppose I'll forgive her if it means Charlie and I get to play again! Yeah!

So hopefully this Christmas thing will be over with soon. Although it is kind of fun to have a tree in the house. And I did get a cool new toy from that nice Lisa lady, I think that was something called A Christmas Present. The family has also been a-buzz about someone named 'Cousin Ann', who is coming today for the holiday. She must be really nice since they are so excited....can't wait to get a Cousin Ann scratch!

Digs at Sigs' Digs

2006-12-13T13:56:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I went for a visit with my mom over to her friend Stephanie's house. She told me there was a dog named 'Sigmund' there she wanted me to meet. I couldn't wait! I love meeting new dog friends! Well, I have to say it was a bit frustrating because to put it bluntly, he wanted nothing to do with me. Try as I might, I couldn't get him to play! Oh don't get me wrong, he was a very nice older gentleman, but he just couldn't be bothered to get frisky. I pulled out all the stops--giving him my play bow, barking and even whining practically the whole time I was there...didn't work. Ah well, no one can say I didn't try. I have to say though, that Sigs has to be the luckiest dog in the world...check out that food dish! Whoa! I wanted to get me some of that action, but for some reason after I discovered the bowl o' plenty they closed the door to this room so I couldn't get back in. Bummer! I never have food in my dish. Well, I do, but only a couple of times each day and it's gone in about a minute. What does a dog have to do to get a big dish like that that is always full of food?! Sigmund must be a celebrity....!

Socialization--(whatever that means!)

2006-12-10T11:27:00.000-08:00

Yup, that's me up there. That's me playing with this cool guy named Charlie. We met at puppy play group, it's at the same place my mom takes me for my weekly classes. Mom says it's good for me to get out and get some 'socialization'. I don't know what that big word means, but I'm guessing it means being around other dogs and people whether I like it or not! I guess most of the time it's pretty good thing.

I have to admit, for the first hour I pretty much stayed under the chairs again. There were so many dogs there, wild and crazy dogs. A few tried to lure me out, but once again I stayed put. Check out this dog! She was one big lady. (and I mean that in the nicest of ways.) She actually seemed pretty nice, but just her sheer size alone was enough to keep me hiding. Then I heard Mom say something about staying a bit longer to try the 'featherweight' group--I don't know what that means, but all of a sudden the bigger crazy dogs left and smaller dogs came in. Oh, some of them were still pretty rowdy, but then I met Charlie and decided he was pretty safe to play with. I think I heard my mom say something about meeting him next week again--yay! It's fun to have someone to play with.

You Can Ring My Bell...!

2006-12-07T07:29:00.000-08:00

Or, I should say I can ring my bell...! Mom got this funny looking bell thing from Petsmart the other day. She got it--from all places--the bird department. ! She was looking for some sort of bell thing she could hang on the door, I guess something I can make noise with to let her know I need to go relieve myself outside. Personally with it being the holiday season and all, I'm surprised she couldn't just find me some plain old dignified sleigh bells, but no. She had to get me this silly thing that's made for birds. It has wooden fruit and plastic (plastic!) jewels on it. Enough said.

But this morning I rang the thing all by myself. Hey, if it makes her happy. (that's just the kind of guy I am.) And I did indeed go outside and relieve myself. Yeah, I'm the man. Mom seemed all excited and made a huge deal out of the fact that it only took me a couple of days to figure it out. Doesn't she remember, I AM pedigree?? Of course I'll keep her guessing for a while....sometimes I'll ring it, sometimes I won't. A dog's got to keep some of his dignity, you know.

Go Dog, Go! (or don't...!)

2006-12-03T11:00:00.000-08:00

Okay, I'll just say it. I was a total wimp in my puppy kindergarten class. I mean, there were a lot of rowdy dogs around there! When I first got to the place, my mom was busy with something and we were hanging out in some small area--I didn't mind it there, there were dogs around but they were all on their leashes and they were safe to sniff. But when we got let loose in that huge room...forget about it! It reminded me of that Dr. Suess book, "Go Dog, Go!" There were big dogs and little dogs. And boy did they go. A couple dogs my size tried to get under the chair with me and coax me out, but I just stayed put. I hope I don't have to go back there again!!! What was my mom thinking??

Now this is more like it, relaxing with my brother to watch a little TV on Mom and Dad's bed. This is the kind of going this dog is interested in. Well, that and going in my back yard. And then going poo.

Move Over, Paris

2006-11-30T11:58:00.000-08:00

Look at me! I had my grooming today at Petsmart, don't I look handsome?? I know I shouldn't sound my own squeaky toy, but sometimes a dog just can't help himself.

Mom and I drove to Petsmart in what she calls "Phat Thunder"--why she named her car that I will never know. I'm still not sure about the whole car thing--it makes me kind of nervous. I just have to let out a few whimpers and whines to make sure Mom gives me extra attention...but overall, I did pretty well. After Mom left me there a nice lady named Barb shampooed me, trimmed me, trimmed my toes, dried me and even gave me some breath spray. It was all pretty scary, I have to say. I was really happy to have Mom show up to get me. I suppose I could be a little offended at the fact that Barb thought I had bad breath but frankly, at that point I was too over the whole grooming process to care. Sniffing around that Petsmart place was sure fun, though. Lots and lots of smells, all kinds of smells. Yay, smells!

I came home and passed out in my house. Talk about your pooped pup! I think I even heard Mom talking about some puppy class tonight, too? Who does she think I am with all of these social engagements, Paris Hilton??

My Fro

2006-11-29T12:35:00.000-08:00

Mom says I need a haircut. It's a good thing I have an appointment at the grooming salon at Petsmart tomorrow! Personally I don't know what all the fuss is about, but I suppose it's not very dignified for a Cavachon like me to have such a fro. When my hair is freshly washed it is sort of funny looking. I must keep up my appearances, you know!

Digby Indeed!

2006-11-27T14:08:00.000-08:00

Well, turns out they didn't call me Digby for nothin'. Boy, can I dig. I found this nice little patch of dusty dirt in the back yard and ooooo! It feels good to dig in there!

We took a long walk and I did great, if I do say so myself. (and I do.) There's a photo of my dad and I...Mom could barely get a photo we were booking along so quickly. We went all around what they called the 'old neighborhood', even visiting a nice person called Linda who gave me lots of loves.

We stopped at this park that had these funny little rocks all around it--they felt tickly on my feet! I was running around like a mad-man, it was really fun. Hope we can go back there soon!

Today was not so fun--I had to go back to that place this morning where the nice lady in the white coat was. I didn't see her today, and this other lady gave me a big pokey thing in my back. She was very nice too, and she also gave me some treats, but I don't see why she had to pinch me like that! My mom seemed excited about it for some strange reason, she says it means we can go more places and see more people now. I don't get it myself, but, I guess since she feeds me I'd better just go along!

Happy Eating Day!

2006-11-23T14:18:00.000-08:00

I think this special day is called "Thanksgiving", at least that's what I've heard people say. All I know is that I've smelled some really yummy things cooking ALL DAY LONG--and it's been torture, thankyouverymuch. I don't know if this Thanksgiving is something dogs can really be thankful for, unless of course some lucky dog gets to eat at the table with the Family. Not me. My Family makes me go in another room whenever they eat. (to all of your other dogs out there, don't worry...I do sneak under the table after the meal and scarf up any little crumb or morsel that's dropped, believe you me. And kids are messy! Yeah!)

My mom took pity on me, though, and gave me some thing she called a Greenie. It was pretty darn good, I gobbled it right up just like a turkey. I hope it doesn't give me the squishy poops again, just when I've gotten that under control. After the Greenie, it was time for a nice nap. Ahhh, Thanksgiving. I guess watching the Thanksgiving parade, hanging out with the whole family all day and getting a treat, it's not all bad. A dog could get used to this. Think I'll take a nap now....

Those Lovely Leaves

2006-11-20T13:31:00.000-08:00

Look at that lovely pile of brown crunchy leaves. They are just waiting for me to jump into 'em. Oh wait! There I am, hiding in those leaves! Ha, did I fool you? They make the perfect camoflauge for me when I'm stalking my squishy yellow squeaky ball or hunting down the perfect stick. I could lose myself in these leaves....and I often do.

Today I got to get on the school bus!!!!!! My mom took me out to get my brother when he came home, and we got to go up inside! Betty the bus driver gave me a snuggle, she was really nice. I was a little disappointed when I had to get back off--as you know, I'm all ready to go to school with the kids.

A Rockin' Toy!

2006-11-18T14:55:00.000-08:00

Oh yeah, I found a new toy that I just LOVE! When mom first brought it out I chewed on it for quite a while. It's the perfect size for me and it's got these fun little sproingy things that stick out of both sides that are heavenly to gnaw on. For some weird reason I don't see it with my other toys in my toy basket, but mom gives it to me every so often. She seems to give it to me when the family sits around the table and eats, and I go into my house. It almost makes me forget that I can't sit up there with them, I love it so much. Definitely a recommended toy! Tell your owners! I think I heard my mom say she got it somewhere that sounded like Tar-shay Boutique. Wonder where that is? It must be a glorious place!

Tough Guy

2006-11-17T10:54:00.000-08:00

Yup, that's me. I'm a tough guy, really I am. My mom bought this bed-sack thing for me at Petsmart. I've heard her say that she really wanted to buy me this fancy one made out of faux mink at Lulu and Luigi's, a boutique for dogs and cats, but she didn't want to spend that much money on it. Humph! Doesn't she know I'm worth it?? I AM pedigree, after all. But I've heard her say she is especially glad she didn't get the more fancy one because of the way I work this one over. Now that's what I'm talkin' about. Don't let this cute fuzzy exterior fool you. I get inside this thing and bark, chew, kick my way around it--I really show it who's boss.

Can I Go to School?

2006-11-16T11:49:00.000-08:00

Oh, for the love of a walk! This morning I took my first real walk--I have to say, it was pretty fun! We went past that place that the scary pounding noises have been coming from, but nobody was doing anything today, so that was good. Vivian, Mom and I walked all the way down to a place called school. School seems like a place a dog should be, all of these kids were everywhere and they all wanted to pet me!!!! Kids are the best, I have to say. They don't mind if I lick them in the face, it seems most big people don't want me to do that. And kids' faces always taste so good...I swear this morning I could taste remnants of Cap'n Crunch, syrup, some milk... yum, yum! I cried when they all went inside the big building...wonder why I couldn't go in there, too?

And speaking of kids, this kid sure smelled good--and she was nice, too. She was almost as small as I am!! Her mom was very nice as well, I fell asleep in her lap. I had been tired out from yet ANOTHER walk today with mom and my brother, and then a big play out in the back yard.

Sweet Dreams

2006-11-14T06:27:00.000-08:00

I'd say I'm starting to get into a routine now--for better or for worse. I'm sure it's best for me, but of course I'd rather have the run of this house like all dogs deserve. Ah well, not in this lifetime, I guess. I sleep all night in my little house and I wake up any time between 6:30 and 7:00--then Mom takes me out to do my morning business. Then it's in for breakfast--yeah! I am starving, I gobble up my entire bowl before you can say 'woof'. Then it's time to wake up my brother, and have a little morning play with everyone in the house. After this mom puts me in my house for a nap, which sometimes I fight a bit, but I always give in. The rest of the day is pretty much sleep, play, and poop. Then at night after my brother and sister go to bed, my mom brings me either downstairs or on her bed and we watch something called "Sex and the City" together. You know, I wonder if a young pup should be watching such things. Personally, I'd rather watch Scooby-Doo any day, but it's nice snuggle time with my mom so I put up with it. To really get in the mood of the show, I nuzzled right into some lingerie and dreamt about Abby.

A Nice Piece of Rawhide...

2006-11-12T17:02:00.000-08:00

I met another new dog today!! Her name is Abby, and she was hot stuff! I have to say, I had heart eyes for her. She came into my yard like she owned the place, and oooo, doggie! That's some good tail waggin', there. I like my girls tall. The worst part about a tall canine is you aren't tall enough to give a good sniff where it counts, if you know what I mean. Hey, a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do. You smell my butt, I smell yours. Except in this situation, it was kind of one-sided. I was jumping up and down, trying to get Abby's attention...she was playing a little hard to get. Ah well, just wait until I grow up--then, look out! I'll have to beat them off with a stick! (and then I'll chew on it!)

Oooh, a Weekend!

2006-11-11T14:11:00.000-08:00

Well, the poops seem a bit better today. At least I'm not going every time I do a Number One. Man, listen to me...I'm only 10 weeks old and I'm sounding like an old man, talkin' about m'poo all the time! Maybe I should change the subject....

Nothing too exciting has been happening lately, which is fine. I'm still getting used to my new home, my new routine. Yesterday I had a couple more visitors, Tony and his sister Kathy. Mom forgot to take photos. Sheesh! I don't like having to rely on her to take the pictures, but they have yet to make a camera for dogs. C'mon people, get with the program!

I noticed today that my brother didn't go away on that scary yellow thing and my sister has been around all day, too. Maybe this is that weekend thing people talk about? I like it!!! This morning I had a little wrestling match with my brother. I think I won. Then later today I went on a couple of those walk things--I'm starting to see what the fuss is about! It's kind of fun to see new things, smell new smells. I sure am glad to have my sister back home, she pays so much attention to me!!!

Ode to a Chewie

2006-11-10T11:55:00.000-08:00

All right, I'll just put it out there. I've had to poop a lot. Anyone else out there have that problem?? Man, it seems like just about every time I go out, I have to poo. It's getting annoying. The worst part about it is I think that's the reason I'm not getting my chewies anymore. Boo hoo, I LOVE my chewies! I remember that nice Dr. Barb giving one to me, and I could not stop gnawing the thing. I overheard her saying that they are safe rawhides because they are made up of tiny pieces put together, instead of one big hunk that a wildman like me could rip off big pieces of and choke on. My mom bought a whole bag for me...but now it seems that all I get is my dog food. Sigh.

My mom gave me this thing that she called a Chilly Bone, I'll bet it's instead of my beloved chewie. Although it certainly doesn't replace my one true love, it is nice...it's all cold when she gives it to me, and that feels good on my sore puppy teeth. Ah well, guess that will have to do for now--that and the sticks I always pick up and carry around with me when I go outside for one of my many poops. Alas, to have my chewie!

A Day of Rest

2006-11-09T12:44:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was crazy-busy. Mom took me out in the yard for a long play--I sure love those brown crunchy things that are all over the ground! They are fun to chew and jump in. I met a nice lady that lives behind us. She thought I was cute.

Mom thought I needed to try a 'walk' again. I wasn't too sure, but thought I'd try it again and I followed along for a while. I met my first big dog!!!! His name is Toby. Yikes, he was one scary guy, I was afraid he would step on me! But he ended up giving me a nice kiss and a sniff so I guess he wasn't so bad. Mom tried to get the moment on camera, but I was moving away pretty fast and she had a hard time.

After Toby we visited some other people. Mom and my brother took me into this big building that wasn't too far from our house--I think she called it a church. I met a bunch of people in there who made lots of 'awwww' noises at me and pet me a lot. That was nice. Then back outside across the street, I met a nice man named Gary. He gave me a squeeze. I saw a couple of big fluffy things in his doorway...they looked a lot like that thing I saw the other day, the thing with the pointy ears and whiskers, where my nice Dr. Barb was. I took a sniff or two, but after that I couldn't be bothered. I could tell they really wanted to come out and meet me, but sheesh. A guy has to get some time off from all of this social stuff. I was ready to get home.

Oh, I got to meet that cool guy that left me a comment on this blog! He and his mom were very nice, I hope I get to see more of them. Keep the comments coming in, people! I love to hear from you. :-)

I had my first bath last night, but can you believe my mom didn't even take any photos?? Sheesh. You can tell I'm not her first baby. Ah well, unfortunately I have a feeling it won't be the only bath I get. It kind of freaked me out, I wanted to get out of that wet place. But I have to admit I felt pretty good when I got out. After few shakes and some running around, I was feeling positively frisky--and I smelled pretty good, too.

Today is a more low-key day, and that's quite all right with me. I've been sleeping a lot. When my brother got home today we got to watch Scooby Doo together. That's a show about a dog, so it's all right by me. A pup could get used to this. I just hope I don't have to solve any mysteries like that Scooby dog does. That looks exhausting.

Sir Digby the Brave

2006-11-08T08:34:00.000-08:00

Yeah, that's me. That's me next to this thing my mom called the 'vacuum'. She made a big deal out of how brave I was around it, she pushed it all around the house and I just followed them around. I guess because it makes a loud noise I'm supposed to be scared of it? Nah. Clearly she doesn't know who she's dealing with yet.

You should see me outside. I mean, you'd think she'd KNOW how brave I was after the way I chased and caught this yellow squishy thingy. I was showing it who's boss all right, growling and everything. I may be small and I may be pedigree--but don't let that fool you. I'm a tough guy. Okay, so I was a little worried about those hammering sounds that were coming from somewhere outside my yard. Just don't tell anyone.

I'm a little confused. Where did that nice smelling brother of mine go?? I saw him get on this big yellow noisy thing and go away, but I thought he'd be back by now. I went into his room to check his bed, but he wasn't there. Mom put me up on it, it sure is cozy. I hope he comes back soon.

I could swear I had a big sister, too, but I haven't seen her in a while. Maybe she'll come back today?

A Walk is a Good Thing??

2006-11-07T09:33:00.000-08:00

Things have been pretty crazy since I've moved in with my new family. Yesterday I got back in the car and my mom and brother took me to see some lady in a white coat. The place had lots of new smells, and I even saw a funny animal with small pointy ears, a long tail, and long whiskers! I was a bit worried, but it didn't pay much attention to me. Soon we went into a room with the lady. She was really really nice, she even gave me something to chew on that I LOVED! Of course her hand would have been better, but for some reason whenever I go to chew on someone's hands they say something like 'no' and pull away. Huh. I was up on that table for a long time, and then it was back in the car. Hope I can go back there again and see that nice lady soon. She just pet me and gave me that thing to chew--I'll bet nothing bad or scary ever happens at that place...

I slept really well last night. It was a bit lighter when I got up. I went right outside and went potty, and of course my bed was dry. For whatever reason my family seems to be really impressed with this--I never knew it was such a feat. But of course, I AM pedigree...

Today I went for something called a 'walk' with my mom. She was all excited like it was supposed to be a good thing, but I just don't know...I thought it was pretty darn scary. All of those big things zooming by making lots of noise! And all of these new smells...it's a bit overwhelming. I tried to make my mom happy and walk a bit, but after a while I just sat right down and cried until she carried me the rest of the way. I know, kind of whimpy of me, but maybe I'll get used to it? We also visited some people--a woman named Darcie and her two little people. Mmmm, did they smell good! That made the trip worth it! I have a feeling I'll have to do that again soon....

My New Job

2006-11-06T06:58:00.000-08:00

Day #2 in my new home, and so far, so good. Last night I slept in my new little house. I could see my new mom right in front of me, but a couple of times I woke up and felt kind of scared. She put her hand by me and I was able to fall back asleep. In the morning, though, I had to go potty! So mom took me outside and I did my business. It was still dark! It's kind of fun out there.

I've been getting a lot of experience with my new public relations job. My first duties are to wake up my new sister and brother in the morning, it seems. It doesn't even seem like a job, I have to say. They are so warm and snuggly in their big beds! And you gotta love that stinky morning breath! Yeah!

Yesterday I had my first visitors here. I think their names are Auntie Kim and Emily. They were very nice, I hope I see them some more. I thought I smelled something familiar on them, too, like maybe someone of my own kind?? Oooh, it would be fun to have a playmate.

I'm starting to feel more comfortable here, and hungry. I like my new family very much, but I just can't help but whine. Where are my sisters? Where is that nice Cindy lady, and that Wayne man??

Where the heck am I??

2006-11-05T17:43:00.000-08:00

It's been quite a day, and I feel like I just HAVE to tell someone about it. I don't know if any of you out there care about the musings of a dog, but, there it is. When a dog's gotta share, a dog's gotta share.

First of all, a little about me. I am a Cavachon, which is a mix of a Cavalier King Charles and a Bichon Frise. Yup, I'm total pedigree. I was born in Ackley, Iowa, and my four sisters and I lived with a very nice lady named Cindy. Yes, you heard right, I was the only boy. I guess that's a good thing--something about me being in touch with my feminine side. It's weird being in a new place away from my sisters and all of my friends that were a lot like me. These new humans that I'm with are going to take some getting used to.

My day started with a long drive in Cindy's car, but I did pretty well in my traveling house. We stopped, and all of a sudden these new faces were staring at me and talking in this high voices. Then I was put into a new house and back in the car again for another long drive. I slept most of the time, but I just had to whine a little here and there. Had to make sure that these new people felt a little sorry for me, gotta make sure they give me plenty of love. So far, it seems to be working. In fact I barely get any time to myself. But that's good, cuz I'm pretty nervous with all of these new things around. I really just want to be close to the people and be held most of the time. A couple of them have taken me outside and tried to get me to follow them, but I'm just not too sure. I suppose I'll get used to it...I hope...!

I hope my tummy is better some, too. Ever since I was put to sleep with some medicine, upon waking I've kind of had runny poops. I think that's the reason Cindy kept giving me some funny new stuff to eat. At first I loved the brown sticky stuff that was put in my mouth, but then I realized there was something hard in there that I think she wanted me to swallow. Not fun. But then I got some really sweet stuff that she squirted right in my mouth, and I liked that. Another funny thing, those little round things down below that I used to lick once in a while are missing now. I noticed it when I woke up from my long sleep. I guess I must not have needed those for anything, but it is a bit strange without them. Now there is some string down there, but it doesn't really bother me. Life sure is weird.

So, there it is. My first day here in my new home. I think once I get used to it, I'll really like it here. I think the new people really do love me, and that's nice.