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i am a dog that was rescued from the humane society. no one knows anything about my past as i was a stray. it is estimated that i am approximately 2yrs of age. i am a laso apso and have been surviving off of my looks for some time now. i look foward to chronicling my life from this point on (as i now have internet access at my new owner's home).

Saturday, August 8, 2009

I am the winner & the cats are the LAHOO-SEH-HERS!

Today is the day that I have been looking foward to since the day these cats teased me while I was locked in my cage at night. Since getting set free from my cage & getting invited to sleep in the master's bed, these cats have been getting into trouble for acting out in rebellion to my presence. Well, the masters finally got sick of it and moved all the cats necessities out of their bathroom and into the hall bathroom. This means that at night the masters can close thier door and lock the cats out! Like I said, I win & they lose!!!! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Monday, July 27, 2009

the begining of tick problems & the end of kennel training

Well, sorry for the 3 month delay since my last post. It hasn't been too eventful lately. I do have some wonderful news though...I am out of the kennel at night and in the masters' bed. I haven't had an accident in quite a long time, now. Also, my lady friend, babystumpers' master just adopted a new sister for her, so they needed the kennel to train her. I haven't met the new dog on the block yet, but my masters seem to think she is great, so i can't wait to meet her. The only other thing going on lately is that my hair is getting quite long these days, which makes great hiding for ticks. My master says he is getting tired of pulling ticks off of me. There have been so many lately that it is KA-RAY-ZEE! Well that's it for now, so until next time...

Monday, April 13, 2009

ear infections, sharp objects, and one severely uncoordinated woman!

So, i try not to be too fussy about letting my masters brush my hair, and i don't freak out when it comes to baths, but today i had to draw the line. It turns out that i have an ear infection. Well, Debi insisted on pouring what felt like acid into my ears, rubbing it around and then wiping it out. then after this she expects me to hold still while she cuts the hair out of my ears?! She must be nuts! I mean, you need to see this woman's coordination to really understand. I can't tell you how many times i have seen this woman cut off the tips of her fingers just making dinner, and she thinks I'm going to sit back and just let hers stick sharp objects into my infected, throbbing, burning ears?! I don't think so! Well, i finally won a battle...she did not cut that ear hair out of my ears. Hopefully, this will not be a battle that needs to be fought again, but we will see. Until next time...

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Man's Best Friend ? Whatever!


"Feeling so groggy still!"


Well thanks a lot, people! that is sarcasm if you were wondering. I actually managed to escape butcher's clutches, find a computer, and make a cry for help on this page. Does anyone respond?...NO! I'm sure if I would have been able to use twitter someone MAYBE would have come. Unfortunately, twitter was blocked at that particular office...figures. I really didn't expect much from most of you out there. But Chrissy?! I thought you would really come through for me. I am sooooo disappointed. well, my anesthesia is still weighing me down, so in a very high pitch voice, I say - goodnight until next time...

this is your friendly, local vet

Please ignore the rantings posted on this site earlier by Gandalf. He was very stressed out and delusional. I asure everyone that we will be taking good care of Gandalf during his stay with us and will not harm him in any way. Gandalf is currently unavailable for comment at this time, as he was extremely anxious and required a sedative to calm him down. Rest asured, though, Gandalf will be a new man when he leaves our facility. Thank you for your concern in this matter.

PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!

I am posting this from the office of the people that are trying to turn me into a eunich. I have escaped their grips, but I have been unable to find my way out of this building. They are hot on my trail, so if anyone is getting this cry for help then come to the animal hospital on Peart Rd. For the love of all that is good, please come and rescue me from these people. Chrissy, where are you???? Oh no, I can hear them coming. I'm cornered. NO, no, no, no, no....aghhhhhhhhh....................

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Week 4 - Tuesday

Well, apparently, I have upset my masters too many times. I over heard them talking about taking me to the vet to have something called nuetering done to me. I wasn't sure what this was, so i started inquiring about it. When I spoke to Gomez, he informed me that this was the proceedure that he underwent to become a eunich. So needless to say I have not been feeling real great about things lately. I have tried to be extra good as well as extra cute, but to no effect. I am being taken to the chopping block tomorrow.

As for other news, i have been trying to be a little more sociable with the cats of the house and it seems to be working a little. Gomez and I have been getting along for some time now, but the other cats were not as accepting as he. Wednesday has been a bit more receptive lately, though she does seem to still be a little standoffish. Grandmama, on the other hand, is still not usually very friendly with me. However, I did find some common ground with her. We both enjoy looking out the window and dreaming of running free (but both of us want to be able to return here of course). We just wish to be able to come and go as we please. We even attempted to escape together. Unfortunately we were both caught before we could get very far. Once out the door, Grandmama got a little rattled and froze. I was caught because of my uncontrolable urge to pee on everything. Oh well, maybe next time. well untill next time...