Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Dasher got in trouble!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Staying out of the way
Saturday, November 14, 2009
One more thing
Where's my Dasher mom and dad?
Hey folks,
Ok so somethin's up. My Dasher dad and mom went away last night, and they ain't come back yet. Mom's not worried at all about it. What on earth! Shoot! So this mornin', Dasher and I devised a plan. Until they do come back, we each gotta take turns guardin' both my mom and the yard. Well, there's two of us, so at all times, one of us has to be in the yard while the other is with my mom. So it's been workin' so far. Mom lets me out, Dasher comes in. Then when he goes out, I come in. So all bases are covered till they get back. I haven't a clue where they went, nor why mom's just like whatever about it. She must know somethin' we don't. O well. I don't care. I'm at least doin' my part. This a short post, I gotta go back outside. It's my turn for yard patrol. Till later y'all.
Reba the dog.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Finally! Some work again!
Hi there folks,
Well, lots to comment about in this entry. And to think it's only been 5 days since I last updated. First off, we're back home. Thank goodness! I slept for at least a day. But after that I was ready to go again. Would you believe though today's the first day mom's worked me since bein' home? Hello! We been home for 4 days woman! I was tired, but I ain't that tired shoot! Mom went out yesterday, and she went right around dinner time too. She went out the door and I, her faithful leader dog who goes everywhere with her, trotted after her. She looks down at me and says, no you have to stay. I do not! I jumped in the truck. In her seat too. Do you know what she did? She lifted me out of the truck like I was Dasher or somethin'! Excuse me! I wanna go with you! And what's worse, who's gunna feed me! My dinner time is literally 10 minutes away and I know you ain't comin' back in 10 minutes. Dasher mom can't feed me, that's mom's job! I was so upset that she put me back in the house. Turns out though they did get back fast, and they had Dasher with them. That brings me to my second topic.
Dasher had to go to the vet to get somethin' done. Think he got that teeth job that I had to get a year ago. The difference is though, they pulled a couple of his teeth, and they cut off some bumps on his body. Poor guy looks kind of funny too with bald patches everywhere with stitches. I call him patches now. He ain't too happy with me. Come on Dasher! I was nice and let you sleep on my new birthday bed last night, Eventually, and I brought you my toys, and acted, pretty concerned, I wasn't too much of a pest. Patches cumeer! O and he should be happy too cuz I got that dumb squirrel out of the yard earlier that mornin' too. I never chase those things. They just ain't worth my time, but Dasher wasn't around, I figured I better step in. So I let him have it. He didn't expect the big black dog to come after him. He may never come back again. Dasher's doin' lots better now. He's still getting' a lot of attention from the humans though. Well cool! When has Reba ever turned down an opportunity? They been feedin' him more often, in smaller meals. Well they assume, Reba's a good girl, she won't go in the kitchen, she knows she ain't aloud in there. Shoot! I go in there all the time when they ain't around. Anyway, I see mom fillin' that bowl of Dasher's again and again. Funny thing was, a few times, I was the one who emptied it not Dasher. It'd of went on this way too if mom hadn't caught me red handed. Shoot! I got in so much trouble too! Good grief ma! Well, least I got some of the food.
Speakin' of food, mom went with Dasher dad to a different store than usual to get my food tonight. I was all excited walkin' all through the store cuz Dasher dad had my food in the cart. Sure I'll follow him wherever with that bag of food. Now open it and let me have some.
Dasher and I got baths this week, and all the stuff that goes along with them. Mom even washed my bed. Sweet! I think that's about it. It's only been 4 or 5 days, but the humans have been runnin' it seems non stop. Mom was so proud of me tonight cuz before we went to the store, we went to a coffee shop and I did such a good job followin' my Dasher dad all over the place, then to our seat, then did the same going back outside. Mom was payin' attention to me, and we worked real cool together. I think my tail wagged all night. Shoot I was just glad to be in that harness again and goin' somewhere. Mom pulled it out and I was so excited I could barely stand it! Finally! I get to go somewhere! I'll be back later y'all. I'm getting' tired. Y'all behave.
Reba the dog.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Major stress and confusion
Ok y'all, I am so confused right now. Mom and I are in a hospital again, I think it's again for my mom's grandpa. I say that cuz we been to their house, and he ain't there. I haven't seen him though.
I'm gunna see if I can try and explain what I think's been goin' on. Then you'll see my source of stress.
Dasher mom, my mom and I drove up here and we stayed at my mom's aunt's house. She has a curly black poodle named Sasha Ray. I just call her curly. Black curly. So I was havin' the time of my life there, everyone was laughin' and havin' a good time. The next mornin' everything changed. The phone rang, the humans then began runnin' around and I just knew somethin' was seriously wrong. Mom fed me huridly, gave me water and got me in the truck and we sped down the road. Soon we arrived at my mom's grandparents house. The place where I get to be as obnoctious as I can be. Mom can't stand it but o well. That's where buddy lives. Or tan curly as I call him. So I look out the window, and there are cars everywhere, and I smelled smoke. Somethin' was definitely not right there. Dasher mom got out, I don't know where she went. Mom got me out and harnessed me up. Yep, somethin' definitely wrong. Mom never harnesses me up here. I get to run with the deer here normally. So I guided mom in to the house, where the smoke smell was worse, and everyone was just frantically tryin' to figure out what to do. There had been a fire. A pretty bad one too. That's when it started. The unsure feeling I have continued to have. From then on, I've just been tryin' to stay close to mom. Don't leave me mom, don't forget me. We took several road trips, been in this hospital a lot, I rode down here with mom in our truck, but it wasn't Dasher mom drivin'. I finally saw Dasher mom here, don't know how she got here, Dasher dad showed up, and he had Dasher too. O y'all, this was funny. I don't think Dasher is aloud in here, but the humans are smugglin' him in anyways. They stuff him in a bag and zip it up. I laugh so hard every time they do it. Dasher hates it! He does it, but I can hear him grumblin' from inside the bag the whole time. He keeps sayin', "Why can't they get me a smaller harness like yours Reba"? I'm like cuz Dasher you too small. You can't be a service dog. He gets all offended then. Goes on and on about how that's discrimination and whatever just cus he ain't the right dog breed, and how he's a better dog than me, better behaved and all that. Whatever! He really gets goin' about it. Poor guy.
So anyways, that's what's been goin' on in the last few days. I been glued to mom. As long as I'm with her, and she makes sure I have my food, I'm ok. I've been workin' a lot too. I'm tryin' to learn this hospital, but I'm sadly failin' I'm afraid. It's very confusing and I can't seem to get any turn right.O
! This is another thing. So I'm layin' at mom's grandparents house, all the sudden mom comes out holdin' somethin'. Well I'm instantly interested. This thing was movin' and it could fit in mom's hand. I don't know what it was. Mom said it was a kitten. But I ain't never seen a cat that tiny. I was sniffin' it, I wanted to see it bad! No ma I ain't gunna leave it! Let me see it! Ma! I ain't gunna sit or lay down let me see the squeaky. By now it was squeakin'. What is it! She brought out two more of them too. Had her lap full of them! Where they comin' from! Let me see them! Forget it ma you can't keep me away from them.
I'm sorry this entry is so confusin'. I literally don't know where I be goin' next. Just this mornin' I watched mom packin' her stuff again. So we must be goin' somewhere else. We stayed here for two nights. But since mom's packed up, we must be spendin' the night somewhere else tonight. I saw her pack my stuff though so I'm ok. I think. I'm layin' on the bed now. Mom actually let me use the computer. Can't believe that one. I was gunna write about what we did earlier this week, but I can't remember from all the flurry of activity. I know mom almost fell off one of those exercise machines again. I'm tellin' ya she's gunna kill herself on those things. Why can't she be more careful I mean it! Ok y'all, I'll go for now, till I can figure out again what's goin' on and have some sort of security back in my life. Thank goodness I got mom. I just left the bed to go lay by her. They're all rather annoyed with me right now cuz I'm stressed, and when I'm stressed, I tend to clear the room. Shoot I'm sorry! I can't help it! I'll write again when I can y'all. And I'll keep you posted as to when I will have my own facebook up and runnin'.
Reba the dog.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
It's my birthday
Ok cool! Today was national give presents to Reba day! Otherwise known as, my birthday. Now I be eight years old. I got all kinds of stuff today. Extra treats, a new bed from my Dasher mom and dad, a collar from mom, and a big new nylabone that mom said was from my April. Sweet! O and I got ice cream too. That was the coolest. I'm the happiest dog in the world right now. Accept I'm a little miffed at my Dasher mom right now cuz she in the kitchen cuttin' stuff up and she ain't sharin'! Hello! It's my birthday! Give me that! Even my Dasher dad gave me a carot today! So I finally gave up and now I'm layin' on my new bed. Had to kick Dasher off cuz he likes it too. It's mine go away!
A few house keeping matters, Mom says I may have some new readers. She's been promotin' my blog on her facebook page. Cool. She's supposed to be getting' me on facebook but bless her she havin' trouble. My Rachel! Help my ma again! Dude she can't even get me on facebook! She did get rid of my twitter though. Bet she got help from my Rachel to do that too. Again, bless her. That was a big mess. I think I'd be more likely to update facebook anyways, and I'd get more readers. So stay posted y'all. I'll let you know if and when I get on there.
But anyways, welcome to all my new readers, hope you enjoy this lab's writin's.
Since I last wrote, mom's been to that place with the machines again, this time she took me around with her as she moved from machine to machine. I felt a little better about that. Least I was close to her. Yesterday we were out a long time. Shoppin' in different stores, mom and my Dasher mom spent 20 minutes in the dog food isle in one store. Hello! I gotta walk up and down this dog food isle and smell this food and don't even get any of it? Guess it's like humans when they buy their food. They spend a long time picking it out. But shoot they don't have a nose that can smell an apple from a mile away!
On Sunday I went with mom to a place where there are a lot of older people. They just thought I was the greatest thing ever. I wagged my tail some at them, but they didn't have food so I wasn't too interested. Some of the people didn't seem to like me though. One lady kept pointin' at me, and shaking her head no as she talked to my mom. Sounded like they were sayin' I couldn't be there. Hello! I can be anywhere with my mom! Mom must have told them that because they left and I got to stay. Good! Leave me alone!
Well, that's about all for now. Looks like we goin' on another trip. I saw Dasher mom packin' a bunch of stuff, and mom was packin' a bag too. I'll have more to report when I either get back, or find out where we're goin'. Until next time then. Peace out.
Reba the dog.