Saturday, March 31, 2012


The Lady went away on a business trip again to Colorado. That's why I haven't been able to let you know how I've been, because she always takes the computer when she travels. I asked The Lady to get me my own computer, but she just rolled her eyes and said, no. She said, if I wanted my own computer, I would have to get a job, like shoveling snow or mowing lawns. I rolled my eyes.

My OM stayed with me, and we had a good time. I've been kinda constipated so OM gave me lots of extra greens, and pumpkin and olive oil, which did the trick. Eating extra was not a chore. 

My leg lumpus wound is not better. It's worse, so we're going to see the Nice Lady Vet this Monday to get it taken care of. 

In the meantime, I've been living in various forms of e-collar. The one I wear most often looks like a life vest, like what I'd wear if I got to go on a speedboat. The Lady has taken to calling me Speedboat.

I know I don't look so great in this photo. I was in my post-breakfast-about to fall asleep mode. Plus it's raining out and the sound makes me drowsy. But I'm really okay, so no one needs to worry. 

Here I am ready to go for 
zoom in the speedboat.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

less than pleased

I have a lumpus on my leg that I can't seem to leave alone with my mouth, so I've ended up in this wretched thing. The Lady has got to be kidding, right? She tried a softer collar, but I was able to push it right off with my paw. Not so much with this one. Someone please come save me...

Here I am trapped in my cone of misery.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

my garden

Yesterday was the three-month anniversary of me coming home to live with The Lady.

This morning The Lady thought I was out on the porch sunning myself. But I had more important things to do, like burying my bully stick in the garden dirt.

Here's the bully stick I buried.

Here I am with my dirt nose, which always 
gives me away. The Lady doesn't like me 
digging because get my nose involved, and 
the dirt-digging makes my nose break out in yucky sores.