The Country Does Me Good

photo-2So I had a fabulous time in the country – after all, I really am a country dog at heart although I live in the city. I got to RUN and RUN and RUN and it did my heart good, especially since the parentals were a bit tired after their trip. I’ll never get heart disease, although it is rampant in our country.

I made sure Mom gave me my fish oil this week since I had been missing it. I love the Carlson lemon flavor and love to lick it off the spoon. It gives my coat that great shine and ensures I’ll be free of Alzheimer’s disease, and lubricates my joints to help avoid hip dysplasia, which is common in my breed.

Dad is a bit cranky as he is has lots of papers and projects to finish in his last 4 weeks of school so he can graduate with his degree in photography to help with all our books.

Mom is crazy busy with her Motivational Interviewing trainings and had 2 this past week. I wonder whether her participants get treats like I do when I get trained?

I’ve been a bit disappointed as no new recipes to sample this week although Mom gave me a good portion of cheese while she was cutting up some for her afternoon snack.

We all missed the heat wave last week thank goodness and it is a crisp sunny 68 degrees in Santa Monica today. I have to admit we do have the best weather, although the drought here is getting serious. I think my relatives back east should share their water supply.

Peace till next week!

Perry

Easter Egg Hunt for Perry

photo-4Hello People!

It’s been a whirlwind week with Dad being gone every day and ME being tired of daycare. I do like my friends there but sometimes I just like to hang out at home and this was NOT an option this week.

I tried one day to hide in my crate and Dad was not going for it – he said I wouldn’t like being at home all day by myself, which was actually not quite right.

I would LOVE to be at home all day by myself but I believe the parentals think I would get into too much trouble – I have been called a troublemaker at times. I’m not sure exactly what that is but I think it’s something close to me being curious and exploring everything in the house. I keep reminding them that curiosity is a sign of intelligence.

photo-3Mom had another Motivational Interviewing training yesterday and this time I got to help with set-up, which was VERY fun. I even got to go say goodbye to the participants yesterday which was great fun given all the loves, hugs and pets I got.

Before Mom left for the workshop she was packing her lunch and cut up a little bag of cheese which is one of my FAVORITE foods. Rather than my usual thievery I decided on a different plan and took the bag to her while she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom.  I plopped it down in front of her and thought she would give me some for bringing it to her.

I’m not sure why but she wasn’t all that thrilled and took the cheese and was out the door.

photo-2Today was great fun in that I finally had my first Easter egg hunt. Mom took me to the front of the house while the Bunny  was hiding the big Easter eggs. When they brought me outside I wasn’t quite sure what to do but with a little help I found this to be quite lucrative and you know what that means? SNACKS! There were quite a few snacks in each egg so once I found one I was keen on finding the others.  As you can see I finally found the one in the pot and then moved onto the one in the bush.

I was a little disappointed there were not more but Dad said I’d had enough snacks for one day. I think he is just referring to himself since he’s the one trying to lose weight. Since I’m insulin sensitive I can eat most anything I want and stay trim.

photoAnd the best part was I got to crunch the eggs after I ate the snacks – crunching plastic is my favorite, which drives Dad crazy. I’ve been trying to quit crunching the pens I steal and have only crunched one or two this month so I guess that’s celebration for improvement, right?

Oh – I almost forgot it is a beautiful sunny 70 degree Easter Sunday in Santa Monica.

Later people!

Perry

I Got Sent to the Country

IMG_7958 copy-2We all needed a break from each other.

Mom had her usual Motivational Interviewing workshop this week with LA Best Babies, and Dad had multiple assignments with shooting PEOPLE vs. canines – we all know how much I’m not a fan of that type of photography.

My schedule did not mesh with theirs so I got sent to the country.  I shouldn’t say sent since I really wanted to go.  I never get to run as much as I want to in this urban life that I live given Dad’s slow human pace on walks and not enough yard to run.

When I overheard I might be going, I soon realized I could barely wait to go.  When the trainer lady came to get me, I ran across the lawn and promptly jumped up into the van in my own personal crate – something Dad has never see me do before.  Even though I’m a city dog I guess I’m country at heart.  I love running all over and looking at the farm animals especially the horses.  I’ve been called a horse before but not really sure why (?)

IMG_7930-1I unfortunately missed Auntie Chris’s annual St. Patrick’s day party.  I got to go 2 years ago when I was about 10 pounds but since I’m now 75 pounds I’m over the weight limit for coming, plus I’m not a fan of green or costumes.

It would have been fun, especially since she has felines (like Bashful pictured here in MY place) I could chase, good food to eat and lots of people to give me the pets I deserve.  Maybe next year if I beg hard enough the weight limit will be removed and Dad can find a better green outfit than the skeleton one I hated for Halloween.  Mom did not wear green so Auntie Chris made her wear these glasses.

Well, back to my running since I have to go home tomorrow.  Later people and Happy St. Patty’s Day!

No weather report today but I hear the sun is shining in Santa Monica!

I Went for a Mani/Pedi

IMG-20140222-00035Things are a changing in our household and I’m not sure it is for the better.  Dad started his final semester in photography school and that means lots of time shooting this funny looking metal thing and MUCH less time with me.  He has to take pictures of HUMANS instead of CANINES and that is something I’m just not happy about – remember it’s all about ME!  We’ll see just how long he gets away with that.

Since he was at school all day yesterday, Mom was on what we call “Perry Patrol.”  Yes – Mom and I have to hang out every Saturday together from now till June.  I think she is a bit nervous since I can be a bit much (not sure why that is???)

It was time for her to go for her manicure and I heard her contemplating whether to bring me.  She got the “behave” collar on me and then gave me a lecture about behaving and said if I did not mind I would not go again…so I decided to behave.

Mom and I went off together for a mani/pedi and I finally got to meet Amber.  I had met her when I was a puppy but that was SOOO long ago since I’m a big boy now.  I was on my bestest behavior and sniffed around the salon but finally laid down and did some “waits” for snacks and even surprised myself.

photoI must have passed the behavior test since I was invited back which made me very happy.  There were lots of nice ladies, including Amber and her friend Nora, who gave me the loves and pets I so relish!!  Maybe next time Amber will consider giving ME a pedicure since my nails are getting a bit long and hopefully some of that color stuff I saw – I wanted to play with all those fun little bottles but remember I had to behave so I could come back.

Later Auntie Robin came over and you know how I’m crazy for blonds and her and Mom worked on that Motivational Interviewing stuff.  Dad came home from school and was looking at Pinterest?  I think he’s really lost it this time.

I heard we are having much-needed rain Friday so I’m sure Dad will be on my case for bringing mud in the house – I’ll report back next week.

Later people!

I Am a Meatball Thief

photo-2As the rest of the country is experiencing crazy weather of the likes of snow, rain and ice, we seem to be having summer time.  I do wonder what this thing is that I have been hearing about called snow.  I have seen some pictures and it looks fun. Maybe one day the parentals will take me to play in it, if I’m good which was not the case this weekend.

Mom had a Motivational Interviewing training for the dietetic interns from Pepperdine University.  I did get to go to the office and help set up.  It was fun because as Dad would set out the pens of course I had to steal them.

I have been a little thief as of late and have had more than a few time outs.  Mom went on an appointment and of course I needed to keep Dad on his toes so I thought I would get his attention by stealing my treats off the desk.  Dad had a little bit of a melt down but I could tell he was not too upset as he was laughing at me. I am just so darn cute and irresistible it is hard for them to stay mad at me.

Then as usual I got into much more trouble.  I thought I could push my luck a little further and well…it backfired.  Dad was making meatballs and I was minding my p’s and q’s in the kitchen perfectly.

photoThen he received a phone call and got side tracked, and my golden opportunity came. I just could not resist the big bowl of warm, delicious smelling meatballs.  The next thing I know is the voice of thunder and it was not a cheerful one.

However, I did not give myself a timeout quite yet-I ran outside. I knew I was going to be having a long timeout and wanted to make sure I was not scared of the dark so I brought in a yard light. This only made Dad turn into Daddy Dearest.  I do love to get his goat.

So this week’s Italian dinner got cut short a night due to my love of meatballs,  which might be my last ever so I had to enjoy them while I could!

I’m Not The Only One who Needs Training

IMG-20140208-00027It has been a fun week.  As usual I have had my fair share of trouble making, which I freely admit keeps the parental units young and fresh.

As with all of my working instincts I feel it is my job to protect the house—Casa de Perry.  That said, I have been on a full fledge patrolling and barking especially when I see other dogs outside on leashes.

Dad’s thought of introducing me to the neighborhood dogs did not really work out.  I am fine when I see everyone outside, but when I am contained inside it does not bode well with me and I become pyscho Weimaraner!  You can see my Gladys Kravitz picture peering out patrolling whatever comes by!

On a good note, Mom had a Motivational Interviewing speaking training on Friday at the Sportsman’s Lodge– seems like she does a lot of that.  Her and Dad went to Studio City to share about MI with the people from VFED, Valley Federation of Eating Disorder Professionals.

VFED is a program for professionals who help those with eating disorders.  Mom was there to help encourage them to do something she calls reflective listening.  I’m not really sure what that is – I just know my name and picture were mentioned and that is all that is important since it’s all about ME!

I did hear it was a big day with lots of organizations such as Rosewood Ranch, Monarch Cove, Center for Discovery, CRC Health Group and A New Journey. I wish I was there to meet all of those cool folks but apparently I need to get my manners in check, as Dad would say.

They even had healthy eats which I MISSED out on.  AND Auntie Chris was there – which I was even more bummed not seeing her but maybe she’ll make a special trip to see me soon.  You may not know this but I prefer blonds and besides her hair color, Chris is an amazing therapist so maybe I’ll get some mind training after all.

Until next week people!

It’s all about Birthdays this month!

Yep that’s right folks my birthday was last week and Mom’s is coming up this week.  I have been on my bestest behavior because I heard my other grandparents were coming.  It’s a bummer deal they are not able to come down and meet me this week.  I guess I will have to wait, something I am not all that great about unless treats are involved.

Dad has been doing his usual old man chores around the house and of course I love to follow him with the occasional trouble causing I dphotoo so well.  This past week I found that if I really want his attention while he is on the phone the best method is to stand on the couch.

OK, so while I was resting my eyes taking a chill out from life I heard Dad’s phone ring.  I instantly knew game on…you see he just loathes it when I get up in his action.

First I started with the thrusting a toy into his hand while he is trying to take notes and converse on the phone.  After he brushed me off I knew I had to step up my game.  I stood proudly on the coach looking ever so keen in his direction.  I could see his face turn red but he could only motion for me to move.

That did not stop me as I decided to take the fancy show pillows and toss them off the couch.  His head was going to explode but he could not do anything if he moved closer I would start to bark which only made him become furious, I had the upper hand.  There was no way he was going to win this fight.  Oh no, then I heard him tell the person he had to go and hung up the phone.

“Punky what are you doing”?  I knew I was in trouble when the Punky name gets used.  There I stood trying to look innocent standing on the forbidden couch with show pillows tossed all around.  Next I heard the command “crate” which is my cue for a break from the world but this time I was pumping full of adrenaline and decided to up the odds of a continual fight…

I crawled under the bed, which is a huge NO-NO.  You see once I get under there, I cannot get out and it becomes a challenge because I am so big.

Dad thought he would teach me a lesson and leave me under there but then I turn into a trapped feral cat and panic trying to claw my way out.  Dad finally felt my pain and helped me out but it was an ordeal.  Mom caught us in the act and questioned what on earth were we doing.  Dad just told here, “Perry is looking for bedbugs”.  This made everyone laugh.

Later that night I heard Dad talk about some additional training.  Apparently he met a renowned trainer, David Reinecker,  of Dog Remedy, who is a dog behaviorist and is supposed to be the best.  I’m a bit puzzled why I would need a behaviorist but maybe a few of you can enlighten me.  After all, my behavior has gotten so much better – even I’m surprised at myself.  I’m not sure Dad would agree.

As for everything else Mom did another Motivational Interviewing Training at the Brentwood Presbyterian Church to help people with behavior change and communicating – maybe Mom and the dog behaviorist should do Motivational Interviewing trainings together and leave us dogs alone.

I think I hear the cheese drawer opening and that means SNACKS!   See ya later People.

Chaos Is My Middle Name

photoAgain Mom had one of her trainings in Motivational Interviewing for LA Best Babies this last Friday.  I was bummed out because I was not able to be the greeter, as we all know I do flawlessly.  I ended up spending the day at The Wags Club.

But that is not the half of this week’s plight people!

Here’s the rundown:  on Thursday night we were all getting ready for bed.  I am growing up so after I go outside to do my nightly business I come back in and hang out in the living room.  The parentals no longer tell me to get in my bed.  Really what happens is they go to bed and shut off the lights.  I get scared and come into the room and crawl into my bed all by myself.

Well you will not believe what happened!  Mom was washing her face and Dad and I were almost asleep.  Mom came into the room and woke Dad up saying someone was trying to get in the front door.   Of course curmudgeon Dad responds with no worries – the alarm is on.  Then all of a sudden there was a loud noise.  I was not having that and ran out of the room with Dad in tow.

Dad looked out the window and can you believe who was there?  CHRISTMAS KITTY!  I cannot believe that thing was back and I was not happy because Dad felt sorry for the flea infested thing and went outside to feed it.  I went crazy and am still upset with him.

Upset to the point I was holding a grudge and knew I had to pay him back.  We all know that it is getting darker earlier as the season changes.  We really do not have seasonal changes in LA, but during the wintertime I get up earlier and this morning was no exception.  Of course Dad likes to have Mom have a chance to sleep in a little bit.  But not this morning…

Squeaky squirrel was outside my bedroom window squeaking away.  I had to get outside and so I faked Dad out.  Got outside and he ran to the trees, and next thing you know I am barking full force at 6:30 AM Sunday…why you ask?  Two reasons, the squirrel instigated it and all people need to be on my time!

Low and behold the day of rest turned into a fiasco!  Next the dog from down the street got all in my front yard, which caused me to freak out.  Then Dad is outside once again trying to save another animal.  Then he brings Kojo into the backyard but I was not having any of this.  I was barking, Mom was trying to sleep and Dad was attempting to be a humanitarian.  Needless to say Mom got up and was outside in her PJ’s helping Dad since I had poor “play date behavior.”

Yep – you guessed it.  I got a big “time out,” but right now I am doing pretty good.  Mom is making more cookies for the gluten-free cookbook so that makes everything better, especially since I get to eat all the crumbs that fall on the floor.  I’m excited since my dog cookie is due to be made next weekend so stay tuned!

Summer Solstice and Chasing my tail…

photoI have been getting in a little trouble lately.  You see there is this young squirrel and birds in the back yard that taunt me and make me crazy.  The squirrel runs back and forth on the fence, jumping from tree to tree and it makes me a barking mess.

Then those baby birds dive bomb me and really get me going.  So you know I have been really learning the word CRATE.  A dog has to protect the house, but I guess I make too much noise doing it.  I make such a racket that people are avoiding walking in the front of our yard to prevent my protective meltdowns.  Only if they knew my real self  – that I am a huge teddy bear and if someone actually came in the house I would lick their face.

As with all our weeks things just keep getting busier.  I always know things are crazy when I spend more time at my new favorite hangout The Wags.  It is a pretty cool place but we are outside and it does get more than hot.

Mom has been preparing for all of her speaking things.  She is conducting 5 Motivational Speaking trainings over the next 2 months.  Wow!  We are getting the office ready for 2 this week and the other 3 are for the government.   Maybe one day I can go to the White House.

Dad has been working pretty often with his clients in Hollywood.  Even though he was busy shopping in Beverly Hills for one of his clients, he stopped at Sprinkles and got me my very own doggie cupcake.  Can you believe how small it was? I was in heaven since it was so delicious!  Mom said I should have eaten it more mindfully since it was rather expensive but I told her it was only half a bite for me so why bother?

My foot owie is better but I know have some problem growths on my neck so I will need to go back to see Dr. Palmquist.  I so like him but it would be nice to be all better.

OK – this blog is too long and I have to get going and patrol the yard.  I don’t want that squirrel or his bird friends to take it over.

Peace!