Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Dog Bites Dog

My two dads were off of work last Wednesday and Dad Tim took me to Logan Circle park. I met a few new dogs, but one of them didn't like me and decided to bite me on my face. It didn't feel good and I ran to hide behind my Dad Tim after it happened. He took me home and my Dads cleaned up the spot where I got bit. It did not bother me, but they were concerned it was going to get infected. I went to daycare the next day and then Dad Tim had to come get me because my sore spot was getting worse and we went to see the doctor. This time we went to a different doctor because my normal one did not have any openings to see me. The new doctor was able to take a look at the spot where I was bit and cleaned it with some stuff that stung a little. He then gave my dad some medicine for me. I like taking the medicine because I get to eat treats with it. And I LOVE treats.

My spot is getting much better, although it really hasn't bothered me. Dad Jim says it makes me look like one tough bitch.




Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Happy New Year!!

So yesterday was the last day of 2007. My Dads went to go see a movie and I got to spend some time in my crate. I wasn't too excited to go in, but I didn't make a big fuss. When they came back we played fetch inside and then I got to meet Uncle Ed and Aunt Kelly. But then I had to go back into my crate again so they could go eat dinner.

After my Dads got back we hopped in the car and went to my Uncle John and Joe's. My dads were invited to a party to celebrate the ending of 2007 and the beginning of 2008 and the great thing about it was that I was invited too! I got to hang out with my cousin T-Bone as well as my uncles Wheeler and Tim again and my other cousin Angus. Angus and I played around for quite some time, we had so much fun. Cousin T-Bone was content to mostly watch us play and try and sneak some food from my dads and uncles.

I also go to meet my cousin Mona, Uncles John and Joe's cat. Or at least I tried to...she wasn't really interested and kept hissing and running away.

We were all up pretty late and I was playing a good bit of it, so my Dads decided to sleep a little later than normal today, but that was okay with me, I was exhausted from the long day I had already had.

My Dads keep telling me that I'm going to have so much fun tomorrow. I think we're going back to that place Dogtopia. If that is what is going to happen, I can't wait. I've had a lot of time this week to meet a bunch of dogs in the neighborhood, but I haven't had the opportunity to play with them nearly as long as I wanted to play. But I think tomorrow, I get to PLAY ALL DAY! I don't know why my Dads don't want to play too. I guess it's that "work" thing they keep talking about. Must be important, but I think play would be much more fun!