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Happy New Year from Perry

IMG-20130101-00901I’m trying to start with a clean slate but it is SO hard for me.  There are 2 resolutions I can’t seem to conquer:

  1. Thou Shalt Not Steal my parent’s things
  2. Thou Shalt not Covet food from the counter

I know the high value things Mom and Dad need to use – phones, shoes, remote controls, tape measurements, the newspaper, toilet paper, and pens.  These are the items I frequently steal and run with.  The toilet paper has been hard to come by since they now close all the doors but the other items are usually in my sight. With all the lutein I get in my veggies my eyes are excellent which helps with spotting high value items.  That’s’ one those important nutrients humans and canines need or so I am told.

I can’t help myself with coveting all the food and look how TALL I am – it’s so much easier with my great height!

I hope you all have a Happy New Year.  Make sure to eat healthfully like me.  I look forward to hearing from all my friends who follow me!

My New Favorite Toy!

IMG-20121225-00888What an exciting day!  Now I know what this Christmas thing is all about – PRESENTS!

This morning I woke up and Dad took me on a walk.  We came back and had breakfast and I got this toy called an Advent Calendar but I was happy since it was soft and squeaky.  Then I got a second toy called a Sprong that squeaked just like a dolphin – I really LOVE IT!

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I’ve been  running into Mom and Dad all day squeaking the dolphin – it’s fun, loud and seems to irritate the parental units – what a great present!  Santa really delivered this year.  Then after that I wanted another present but it looked like I was done.  Maybe I am just like a kid on Christmas and could subscribe to this holiday…

I’m Just Trying to be Helpful

IIMG_3105t’s been raining here more than I like.  I know we need the rain and I admit I love water but it makes the yard muddy and since I don’t have all that much fur getting wet makes me cold.  We know I don’t like the cold and avoid it at all costs.  Dad was trying to clean up in the yard so I decided it was time for me to pull my weight (all 80 pounds) so I followed him around trying to be helpful but I was a little disruptive and Dad put the lease on me.  It was okay since we got to play a little bit.

photoLater I thought I would save him time and check his email for him.  Since I don’t know how to type it was challenging but checking counts, right?  Things have finally calmed down but I have yet to be invited to the new office but I may get to make my debut next week.  I’m told I have to “behave” as if that counts.  Slowly I am learning how to be a civilized dog – I do drop things when I’m cornered, I did bring the mail to Dad yesterday when he asked me to, and today when Dad left to go to work I went in the crate all by MYSELF without having to be told to – imagine that?  I may turn out to be a good dog after all…

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….

My Report Card

Last week was really fun.  I got to go to Doggie Day Camp a few extra days since Dad was really busy with getting Mom’s new office lease together.  I love the nice lady Francine who works there – she’s my side kick and helps keep me focused.

I guess I have to behave better since Dad got special permission for me to be at Mom’s new office, since after all,  I am supposed to be a service dog.  I do know how to wait at the door before going out.  I’m much better at coming when I’m called – especially if there is a treat involved.  My current favorite treat is Paul Newman’s Salmon and Sweet Potato.  Mom always gets me to come in if I get home of those.

I am really good when Dad gives me a bath.  I like going in my crate at night, and Mom covers me up with a blanket since I get really cold.  After all, I don’t have one of those high maintenance coats to keep me warm.  I guess that’s why I need so much exercise.  Good thing I don’t live in New York….

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’m ALMOST There

I have one more day to freedom.  My scar is healing nicely and I am driving Mom and Dad NUTS with having to lay low and be “contained” by the apparatus. Dad had to put band-aids on the controller mask since I got a little sore from wearing it.

When Dad took off the mask tonight for dinner I was a good boy and ate my little crowns which Mom calls broccoli.

After dinner I decided to bug them as much as possible and pounce on them while they are eating to get more attention.  However, I  get the most attention when I saunter by them and body slam myself to the floor.  Mom says I’ the drama King.  However, while she was writing the blog for me I put my head in her lap since I love it when she rubs my head and ears – that’s the best.  I know when to behave – it’s just whether I choose to do it.