They ruined my Saturday with a trip to the vet

Can you believe what happened to me?!

First I didn't have breakfast because we were going to "you know where" she says. I did not! But I'll remember for next time.

Then she puts me in the dog carrier of doom. Next thing you know I'm in room with computers, machines, doo-dads and, oh god! That thing. Let me tell you, they put The Thing up my posterior for what seemed like six hours although the Vet seems to think it was a mere 30 seconds. Clearly she doesn't know her nose from her tail!

Finally I got put back in the carrier of doom, cause really, can it get any worse? Mistress brings me home and feeds me. Like this is supposed to make up for two shots, The Thing, and one large (25lbs) dog barking at me. Ugh, no.

I plan to spend my day on the other side of the deck, far far away from her. Tearing apart every leaf that falls.

Deck Days

Just about everyday my Mistress drags me out on the deck for some fresh air and play time. I show her who's Boss by spending the first half hour asleep on the deck instead.

When I finally do manage to wake she has me doing chores. Here I am keeping the deck clear of leaves. It takes awhile as I only much one at a time.

Let me tell you, I have to hide right under her nose, or at least her chair to get any peace and quiet at all!

Oh, and she won't stop taking my picture. ...The things I put up with...

Hello World

I'm a pretty spiffy puppy if I do say so myself, you may call me The Hound. I'm a pretty quiet pup and my Master and Mistress weren't sure when they were ever gonna hear me make a noise. But I can manage a woo-woo-woo every now and then.

I spend my days getting into trouble, and the toy basket, between my many naps. If you can't find me playing I'm probably curled up in my big red bed, it's my favorite!

My evenings are spent curled up on the couch...floor...in bed...in a lap... or somewhere I shouldn't be.  At least until my mistress scoops me up and tucks me into bed for the night. I really like when that happens. She usually slips me a little something for being "such a good boy". What can I say, her training is going well.

I'm so thankful it's a dogs life :)