Friday, December 28, 2007

On the Fourth Day of Christmas

Hello, friends!

My mama is on a trip to visit my blog-friend, Whistle, and his people and other animal friends on the Gulf Coast. While she's away, I have to go upstairs to use the computer. It has a really good screen, and the keyboard is MUCH easier than using the pawtop computer. I think I'll use this one all the time now. I don't understand why I couldn't go on the plane with her. I am very well-behaved, and I would think that having me around would be good for people who have fear of flying.

Did you have a good Christmas? There was a lot of good food at my house, including Swedish meatballs, cheese grits and finally pizza on Boxing Day. My mama says that is not a day for fighting, but an old-fashioned tradition of giving presents on the day after Christmas. Instead of giving boxes, we ordered pizza and a nice man brought it to us in boxes. While my family is eating pizza, I sit beside the dining room table and look as pretty as I can. That usually gets me some crusts, and if I'm very lucky, the rest of the pizza, too!!!

While my mama is away, our Papa Bear is lonely. He took us to the beach this afternoon and it was fun! Sam tried to catch the waves. Silly Dog! I looked around for people who needed company. There is always someone with lonely feet who needs my attention.

A lot of people sent kind wishes when I told you about my Sore Elbow. I want you to know that my new medicine is making me feel MUCH better. I like it okay with cream cheese. I did NOT like the Pill Poppers, even though they taste like beef.

I want you to visit two other dog blogs for me, okay? One belongs to Scout, who is a new dog blogger. The other one belongs to my special friend, Cub. Please read her blog and keep her in your prayers, okay? She blessed me, and I want to bless her, too. I'm sorry she has to go to the doctor so much, and I hope they are taking good care of her.

Your friend,

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Writing with One Paw

Dear Friends,

I haven't been typing because my elbow has been bothering me. It's hard to type with one paw. Tonight I am dictating to my mama, and she is typing my words for me.

Tuesday I went to the vet to have my teeth cleaned. They gave me sleepy medicine, and I did fine with that, and now my teeth are beautiful! But they also took some pictures of my elbows, and Dr. K said it was no wonder I have been holding up my left paw, because the arthur-ities in my left elbow is pretty bad, worse than in my right one.

My mama says that when I was a puppy, before I had surgery, that was the worst one then, too.
So Dr. K said I should take some new medicine. I hate it! It comes in little pills, and since I am not a little dog, I have to take a lot of them, three at a time, two times a day. Sometimes I get a special cookie after, but Dr. K also says I can't have so many cookies, because I weigh too many pounds. I think that is a very rude topic of conversation!

Right now, my elbow feels pretty bad, but my mama says it will probably take a few more days for the medicine to really make me feel better. And if it doesn't she will call the vets and ask what they think.

I don't really like peanut butter, but I wonder if my mama could put cream cheese on my pills? She says that sounds like a good idea! We'll try it tomorrow.

Here is the most important thing I want to tell you. Some people who let their dogs have puppies don't stop to think about stuff like arthur-ities. They just want to sell puppies, so they don't get their mama and daddy dogs checked for problems like mine. Those people are mean! I am glad to be alive, but I hate to think of other puppies and dogs having pains like mine. It's just not right.

If your people are thinking of getting a purebred puppy, please tell them to talk to my mama first. And don't go to a pet store! The puppies there came from puppy mills, and every time you buy a puppy at a pet store, it just makes the puppy millers want to sell more. They are greedy. They don't think about the dogs, or how long the will live in little cages. Please, please think about it before you get a puppy.

My mama and Papa Bear did not know the right things to do when they looked for a puppy, and my mama says they learned the hard way, but they aren't sorry I came to live with them, just sorry my elbow hurts so much. We all love each other. If you are a dog or a cat, I'm sure your people love you, too.

Your friend,