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I’m Taking Charge and Getting my Vitamins

IMG-20130323-00954Things have been sailing along great.  I continue to impress the parental units and believe I have mastered the skill of manipulation.  But hey, I am Perry the super dog who all love and find irresistible.

You all know  I have an aficionado for toilet paper, but my new skill is to get a roll and not destroy it or run with it, but go right up to mom and drop it in front of her feet.  I thought I was going to impress her and get a treat but that did not happen.  I was trying to outsmart her and say  “maybe I am ready for college?”  But no luck. She told me no treats for stealing toilet paper regardless of bringing it and doing the “drop.”  Oh well, maybe next time.

More importantly, since I write this healthy eating puppy blog I do know it is essential to include my daily regime of exercise, good food, nice people, rest and my vitamins.  Can you believe this morning the parental units forgot my vitamins?  I took it upon myself and I went into the kitchen and got the bottle right off the counter and what surprised them the most was that I opened the bottle.   Those big paws come in handy at times!

Finally, I continue to try and be a good boy and daily we work on my service dog training skills.  Today we went to the office to clean up after mom’s open house.  I was fairly good since I like the space.  I cannot wait to be able to go there more and see Mom’s patients.  Maybe I can become the office butler?  Wow knows, but you will be there first to know and I will make sure to tell the patients to exercise, eat healthy like me and take their vitamins!

My Small Encounters

One thing Mom and Dad can’t believe is how much I LOVE children.  I forget I’m a puppy and just act docile and quiet when I’m around them.

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This week Dad took me for a walk and we ran into a little boy who was shorter than me and he called me “horsey.”

Can you believe that?  I’m not a horse but I guess some little people think I am.

The big/small visitor I had this week was Grey.  He’s 5 months old so I’m not sure why he just chills in his chair.  At 2 months I was running all around the house – I guess that’s why dogs are more advanced than humans.

Chillin’ waiting for my Friends

work, dogs, perry, scotch, Centinela Feed, daycare, playing, resting,weimaranerAs a typical day goes, I have to be at what my Dad calls “the days” which is doggie day camp at Centinela Feed and Pet Supplies.

My friend Wendy Rios took this awesome picture of me – don’t I look handsome?  Things have been as usual busy around the house.

Dad is creating recipes for the new cookbook which I’m pleased about since I get some extra scooby snacks.

It was pretty exciting last night as I was going out to do my business before bed and out of the corner of my eyes I saw something saunter across the back yard and instantly I flew off the front porch and had IT’S tail in my mouth.

Mom and Dad were screaming “drop it” as I was running around trying to catch it.  It ran into the bushes and Dad was trying to pull my tail as I was trying to pull what they called the possum’s tail.  It was beyond thrilling – and that’s why it’s never a dull moment in the Dopart/Batchelor household.

I’m Tired and I Don’t want to go Outside

I’m tired at night and it’s cold and I don’t want to go outside to go potty so I try to stay on the chair as long as possible before Mom or Dad forces me to get up.

I try to delay halfway down the hall and lay on my back so someone will pet me, feel sorry for me and hopefully sneak back to the chair.  It works only part of the time.

 

 

 

The parental units are a bit distracted right now as it is their wedding anniversary tonight so hopefully I’ll get to stay in the chair longer than usual.  I may need the rest for all the Thanksgiving food I plan to steal over the next few days….

I’m Good in the Kitchen

It’s been a challenging week.  Dad has been working on training me and trying to make me wait, drop it, and respect other people’s belongings but sometimes I “forget” and steal things I’m not supposed to.

Dad is cooking today and I love it, and am generally good since I may get extra treats from anything that gets dropped or forgotten about.  But sometimes I still need to supervise by surfing the counter to make sure everything is going as it should.

Dad does NOT like me micro managing his kitchen projects.

 

I don’t really “drop it”

I’m supposed to “drop” whatever I have in my mouth when my parents say “drop it’ but I’m really not very good at it, unless I want to.  Dad has worked with me for hours on this but somehow it hasn’t really clicked in yet.

Auntie Chris and Audrey came over last night and fawned all over me – I loved it!  They even took a picture of me here and sent it to Mom – don’t I look handsome?  I still have not quite figured out why I need to wear the lease inside – something about that training they are still trying to do…

Enhanced Living Through Supplements

I stayed home today with Mom.  She had a lot of work to do and I realized I needed to keep it under a little better control than when I’m with Dad.  It was hot so getting into trouble was really more bother than usual.

Somehow I did feel better and I overheard Mom tell Dad that she was giving me “Brain Calm” to help me be less anxious.  She also put inositol in my water.  It really did work but I’m not sure I like being classified as needing medication to behave.  Maybe I should rethink the naughtiness and decide to be a good dog after all.  It might make my life easier around the Dopart-Batchelor household….

No More Naughty House?

What a road trip I’ve had! Dad takes me in the car for a long drive and then drops me off a long ways away and leaves me!  However, this nice trainer lady, Shannon started using familiar words “off, leave it, and the infamous drop it.”

She helped me a lot and found out some of my issues.  The first problem was getting over my anxiety.  Apparently even with all my fish oil and vitamins I still get a little nervous when the parental units are not around…especially Dad – since he is part of the problem.  You know us boys have to stick together.

I really like Shannon because she liberated me from the gentle leader since it makes me more nervous.

Now I have an easy harness.  Dad tells me I look like I am from the Swiss Alps.  I can pull a little so walking is still a little challenging, but I get clicks and lots of treats if I don’t pull.

After Mom and Dad came to pick me up we had to sit and do training.  It was hot and I was hungry, and it took FOREVER.

I just wanted to get it over with and get in the car and go home.  When we finally got home, I had to start with more training in getting out of the car.  Hmm…wonder how long this is going to last?  Isn’t this the naughty house?

Once inside I instantly saw that all the doors were up which is already limiting my freedom. Then it was dinner.   I’m super hungry since I’m SO much bigger now!

Dad pulled out my new feeding thingy called the Kibble Nibble and filled it up.  I’ve been eating my dinner like this lately and my favorite part watching him panic as I rolled it all over the kitchen floor getting food everywhere.

It felt a little like soccer as Dad was trying to block the door with the broom, sweep up the dog food all the while I am trying to roll the food down the “don’t touch the walls” hallway….

I DON’T Like Change and I’m LOST

I overheard Mom and Dad saying I’m at that adolescent stage where the dog books say I forget everything I learned.

This did not coincide well with things in the house.  Dad is trying to fix some damage to the walls in his bedroom so he moved all of us to the spare bedroom for a few weeks.  I did not like it and reverted to my first days here – I whined, could not settle down to sleep and was generally unhappy.  Mom finally came and laid down with me the first night for a little while and I was able to sleep and Dad did the second night but I still like being in the big bedroom.

I feel like a little lost puppy but I don’t look so puppy like (I’m at least 65 pounds).  My inner puppy needs a little support here.

The Race for Payback is in FULL Force

Mom got up early like she normally does and went to the gym.  I’m not allowed to sleep on their bed – ONLY on my big boy bed.

However, this morning Dad was sleeping very soundly so after Mom left I carefully got on the bed as to not disturb him.  He was smiling thinking Mom had stayed home and was snuggling with him.  You see I was really smart and laid with my back pressed to him.  It seemed like I got to lay there forever and then Dad reached over to put his hand on Mom and realized it was me.  Boy that voice was louder than any alarm clock!  But I did not give up without a proper fight.  I just became dead weight and leaned into him.  I thought I had pinned him down as he was yelling all the time trying to get out from under me.

I nearly claimed gold but at last he won and got me off.  I guess it was good while it lasted.  Maybe that will teach Dad to go the gym with Mom – he’s always complaining he needs to get in better shape anyway.