Sunday, December 23, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Happiness Is...
...a friend you love so much that you bark and wag your tail every time someone says her name.
My friend's name is Dixie.
My friend's name is Dixie.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Happiness Is...
...a long walk and a face full of snow.
P.S. The black strap across my face doesn't hurt me. It's called a Gentle Leader. I don't like it much, but have agreed to wear it to help me remember to not pull the people over.
P.S. The black strap across my face doesn't hurt me. It's called a Gentle Leader. I don't like it much, but have agreed to wear it to help me remember to not pull the people over.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Scout Goes to the Doctor
My Kids and I all saw our doctors this week. They went for check-ups; I went because I have been feeling a little bit sick to my stomach. 
I'm kind of frustrated now because my doctor told The Mom to stop giving me treats like beef, liver, and other stuff that I REALLY like. The doctor said that even though I'm very big, I'm still a puppy and those things might be making me sort of sick.
I had to go to the doctor one other time for a problem. It was this spring after I had been running in woods and fields all weekend with my friend Sammy the Spaniel. (Don't we look like we're having fun?) We got into all sorts of great messy, stinky stuff like ponds and wet leaves and muck. It got under my fur and didn't dry out well and I got an infection on my skin. That time the doctor had to shave off a bunch of my fur. Ouch.
It's not fun being sick. I miss my favorite snacks. But I try to be cooperative and not steal food off the table because I know my family is just trying to help me get well.
I'm kind of frustrated now because my doctor told The Mom to stop giving me treats like beef, liver, and other stuff that I REALLY like. The doctor said that even though I'm very big, I'm still a puppy and those things might be making me sort of sick.I had to go to the doctor one other time for a problem. It was this spring after I had been running in woods and fields all weekend with my friend Sammy the Spaniel. (Don't we look like we're having fun?) We got into all sorts of great messy, stinky stuff like ponds and wet leaves and muck. It got under my fur and didn't dry out well and I got an infection on my skin. That time the doctor had to shave off a bunch of my fur. Ouch.
It's not fun being sick. I miss my favorite snacks. But I try to be cooperative and not steal food off the table because I know my family is just trying to help me get well.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Keep sending me emails. I love reading them (when I'm not resting on piles of boots).
A friend of The Mom's sent one recently that told the story of Jan the St. Bernard. Jan's People liked to go swimming at Lake Nokomis in Minneapolis. One summer they took him to the beach with them.
That sounds like a lot of fun, but I guess it was kind of a problem for Jan. He kept thinking that His Kids were in trouble out in the water. St. Bernards were first bred to be rescue dogs, so if we think there is a problem, we want to help. Jan would swim to His Kids, grab their suits in his mouth, and try to drag them back to shore.
The next time they went to the beach they left him home.
A friend of The Mom's sent one recently that told the story of Jan the St. Bernard. Jan's People liked to go swimming at Lake Nokomis in Minneapolis. One summer they took him to the beach with them.That sounds like a lot of fun, but I guess it was kind of a problem for Jan. He kept thinking that His Kids were in trouble out in the water. St. Bernards were first bred to be rescue dogs, so if we think there is a problem, we want to help. Jan would swim to His Kids, grab their suits in his mouth, and try to drag them back to shore.
The next time they went to the beach they left him home.
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