Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Pictures
Yesterday, I went for a walk and sat down to rest under this tree that has a bunch of purple flowers on it. The flowers were falling off the tree like snow and Mom thought this was pretty so she took pictures and stuff.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Plans changed, and the dog in the mirror.
Well, plans to move to the East coast have changed. Mom is real sick. I mean, she'll be OK, but Mom & Dad decided we need to stay in California and close to family for a while. Dad's siblings and mom live in Sacramento, and his Dad lives in Manteca, which is not too far from Sacramento, so we are going to find a house in Sacramento and move there in October. I still get a back yard, so I am happy. Plus, the move will be much easier.
I am doing really well. I had a bad seizure two days ago. Mom forgot to give me my nighttime meds that night. Since Mom is kind of ditzy lately because she is on medication and going through some kind of therapy that makes her forget things a lot, Dad is taking over my medication and feeding schedule for a while. But other than that, I don't have seizures very often. I am getting healthier. I have lost lots of weight, but I am eating well. Mom gives me my dry food, a small amount of wet food, and pieces of roasted chicken, which I LOVE. When she grills veggies for dinner, I get some too. I don't like veggies much but if they are grilled, I love them. I have lost so much weight that I have saggy skin on my neck because my neck used to be super fat.
We got a new car! It's much better than the old one. It's not fancy or nothin' but it's real comfortable and I have a claimed spot in the back seat where I ride with my doggie bed, and some toys.
But there is one thing that sucks...
There is this butthole dog that lives in the house and he looks a lot like me. Same hair, same eyes, same face. He hides behind this thing called a mirror in the bedroom. I go in there and bark at him, telling him to get out of the house, 'cuz he isn't supposed to live here. I am the only dog here! But he just mocks me by doing everything I do at the same time. One time I lunged at him and tried to kick his ass, but I bumped my head against that "mirror" thing. So I told him,
"Fine! Meet me in the living room and I will kick your fuzzy ass in there!"
But when I went in the living room, he was not there.
He FEARS me.
I am doing really well. I had a bad seizure two days ago. Mom forgot to give me my nighttime meds that night. Since Mom is kind of ditzy lately because she is on medication and going through some kind of therapy that makes her forget things a lot, Dad is taking over my medication and feeding schedule for a while. But other than that, I don't have seizures very often. I am getting healthier. I have lost lots of weight, but I am eating well. Mom gives me my dry food, a small amount of wet food, and pieces of roasted chicken, which I LOVE. When she grills veggies for dinner, I get some too. I don't like veggies much but if they are grilled, I love them. I have lost so much weight that I have saggy skin on my neck because my neck used to be super fat.
We got a new car! It's much better than the old one. It's not fancy or nothin' but it's real comfortable and I have a claimed spot in the back seat where I ride with my doggie bed, and some toys.
But there is one thing that sucks...
There is this butthole dog that lives in the house and he looks a lot like me. Same hair, same eyes, same face. He hides behind this thing called a mirror in the bedroom. I go in there and bark at him, telling him to get out of the house, 'cuz he isn't supposed to live here. I am the only dog here! But he just mocks me by doing everything I do at the same time. One time I lunged at him and tried to kick his ass, but I bumped my head against that "mirror" thing. So I told him,
"Fine! Meet me in the living room and I will kick your fuzzy ass in there!"
But when I went in the living room, he was not there.
He FEARS me.
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