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July 2002 ~ New Kid on the Block
Did I ever mention that there was a new addition to the family? (Must be selective amnesia) Mom says he's my uncle...but how can I have an uncle that's so much little-er than I am, and ooh so annoying? I'm telling ya, the kid is BAD NEWS. Mom says he's a pup, so I gotta be patient with him. (He turned 1 on July 6th.) But before you go saying that I'm being too hard on him, let me tell you the abuse I take from the rugrat...
- he sits/sleeps/falls on me
- pets me oh so roughly
- pulls my fur
- tugs at my paws
Still feeling sorry for him? OK, OK...I gotta admit he's not all THAT bad. He does give me the occasionally tid bit every now and then. And after all, I do look out for the little guy. (I protect him from anyone that raises their voice at or around him, or plays too roughly with him.) Mom has lots of pictures of him lying around, but I can't say when she'll get around to putting them here. (Our 1997' comp has practically NO memory and it's REALLY hard to scan pictures...or even open programs somtimes!)
*This month also made TWO whole years since I started BARFing!!*
B.A.R.F. = Biologically Appropriate Raw Foods
August 2002 ~ A Moment of ReflectionCan you believe that the years almost over, cause I sure can't?! In light of this fact, I thought that now would be a good a time as any to take a moment to reflect. This past year has taught me a few things:
- If I stare out the window long enough, mom will eventually take me out
- No matter how many times I empty out my toy box...there's always a toy in there when I need it
- Squirrels can climb trees and I can't
- Most cats WILL stratch your eyes out given the chance
- Mommy's side of the bed is always more comfortable
I've learned a lot of things in the past 8 months, but these are surely the most important. By the way - Sorry I got to typing this entry so late, but it's NOT my fault. Mom started a new site, so she's been hogging the computer MORE than usuall. Well, see ya next month. (And On time!)
September 2002 ~ C-e-l-e-b-r-a-t-i-o-n!Part party party ALL month long! Mom turned the big 21 on the second of this month. I don't think she gets the concept of the birthDAY though...she's been pampering herself all MONTH long!
Our good pal Nathaniel over at Dilly Doodles has his very first birthday! In addition to a house party, Nat's mom threw him the cyber bash of the year!
C-e-l-e-b-r-a-t-e with Natty...the party's still going on! >> Party Central
October 2002 ~ Xator: The BookCHAPTER 1: OK - it's not really a book, but it's almost long enough to be one! What can I say, it's been a pretty interesting month! About time too, I had been having trouble finding noteworthy stuff lately. Hmm...where to start. Well, I guess the first majorly fun event was the one reffered to as 'The Dog Show!' Mommy says that it's a huge deal around here cause we only have maybe one a year in the big park near us. We got there a little late (thanks to mom) so we missed the begining. Boy were there a lot of dogs! Nothing like the Dogswalk (see May), but definetely a social gathering of the canine variety. I spent most of my time laying ringside on the grass with mom. Oh, can you believe that there were NO GSDS??!! Yep, mom said that I would see one when the herding group came out but nope. Not a ONE! (Not even another spectator GSD!) Most people were only letting their dogs socialize with their own breed (sad but true), so I didn't get to do a lot of nose-to-nose interacting.
There was this one dog there that rubbed me the wrong way. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I truly AM a social butterfly and love nearly EVERY pup I meet...but there was just something about this fella that made me suspicious. I first saw him about 20min into the show. He looked kinda like Brutus, but he must've been twice his size. (Mom says I had a death wish cause I kept looking at him wrong.) He was really hyper and kept lunging at any dog that was within reach. (Mom says he was only trying to play, but I didn't buy it.) He eventually reached a Greyhound whom I assume didn't appreciate it cause they got into a little tussle. As soon I saw it I did my barking n' growling tough guy act and tried to step into the Greyhounds defense, but mom must've seen it coming cause before I knew it, I was back in a 'down' at her feet. Luckily, everyone there was an experienced dog person so the disagreement didn't escalate and was over in half a second. I kept one eye on him from then on.
After the show I got to meet what mom said was a 'Samoyed.' It was a quick 'Hi & Bye' cause his owners seemed to be in a rush, but he was quite enjoyable. Then something kinda weird happened. Me and mom were in line to get some hot dogs when this guy on a bike came out of nowhere and stopped right in front of me. He leaped off his bike, let me get a quick sniff of his hand, and proceeded to shower me with kisses, give me a not-so-gentle full-body pat/massage, and repeatedly dive head first into my neck fur while hugging me and deeply inhaling my pleasant aroma. (All without saying one word to mom.) As striking as I am, being a 90 pound German Shepherd...I don't usually get that kind of attention. At least not without an introduction - or at the very least, the mandatory question of: "Is he friendly?" It all happened pretty fast. Before mom could gather herself enough to speak, he stood up got back on his bike and was gone as quickly as he came. Like it never even happened. The whole thing was quite strange...he acted as if he had recognized me from another life and wanted to say a final goodbye. How's that for an 'X-file?'
CHAPTER 2: A much less paranormal occurance was the arrival of an unexpected Holloween guest!!...
I was accompanying mom on an errand on Holloween at around 5pm when we decided to take a shortcut and cut through the park. We had barely set foot inside when this tiny (compared to me) bundle of fluff appeared from behind a bush. 'Untitled' was very cautious, but was more curious than afraid and after much circling, stalking, and "one step forward - two steps back's" approached me. We eventually were able to determine that she was a girl. After the initial introductions, we played for about an hour before mom decided that we really needed to be on our way. [ There was no way we could keep her, my grandparents have a strict ONE dog policy. The last stray me and mom found was able to stay for a weekend, but there was a 'never again' agreement attatched. ]
To make a long story a tad shorter - the girl came along for the errand and stuck to mom like glue all the way home. She couldn't come inside the house so we stayed in the (fenced in) yard with her trying to figure out what to do for a few hours. We played some more, ate, drank and sat quietly till around 8. The girl could NOT be here when grandpa got home, so mom had no choice but to open the gate and let her go. The pup bolted out....only to bolt back in when she noticed we weren't coming!! (I think mom had a feeling this would happen, since she had been stuck to us since we met her.)
We eventually came inside and left her on our steps (with the gate open). Mom has checked on her a couple of times and she's been either on our doorstep or running to the door when she hears it open! Mom's plan is to act like she has no idea what's going on and wait for grandpa to find this BEAUTIFUL puppy-eyed girl waiting for him at the door. If there's any hope of convincing him to let her stay at least for a few days, it's to let him be certain that mom played no role in keeping her here. (Which is true...if you don't consider the fact that mom seduced her.)
For the first time EVER, I'm gonna let mom type a few words in MY journal so she can describe 'No name' for ya: I guesstimate that this girl is 6-10 months old. She is SUPER friendly and playful, GREAT with other dogs, has zero food/toy aggression, and is VERY smart. She appears to be a collie mix and is red with a black tail n' white paws. She has the whole one ear up - one ear semi-up look going on. In short - she's a DOLL and I want her to STAY! She's also clean, in good condition and bonds quickly and passionately. Back to Xator...
Since all this happened the very last day of October, I guess we'll let you know the outcome next month. I don't predict a happy ending though. :( If you want to hear the latest news, or are in the NYC area and willing to take the gal in, please email mom at: k9mam1@aol.com
>> I also got a midnight ride in a Pet Ambulance this month. I had a pretty minor incedent (mom was A LOT more worried than I was), but everything turned out A-OK, so I won't make this entry longer than it already is. Feel free to email us for details. Over and out.
P.S. For those of you in the NYC area...the number to the pet ambulance is:
1-800-AMBUVET
November 2002 ~ Some NewsAn update from last month: Foxy, as mom had been calling the stray we picked up, is no longer with us. She wasn't in our yard when me and mom went to check on her at around dawn the following morning. Grandpa must have set her lose late the night before. :/ The days that followed were incredibly sad. Mom really grew attatched to the pup, and I guess I thought she was OK too.
Another anouncement: I've been a pretty bad eater all my life. But what can I say, I have high standards. Before we started BARF, I ate Science Diet, Eukanuba, Iams, and a bunch of other stuff. BARF is by far the best, but I was still reluctant to eat and the struggle continued. Late this month mom ordered a free sample of Flint River Ranch. It was love at first sniff...for the full story click here.
December 2002 ~ Meet the Chi'sHope ya'll had a howleriffic holiday! Christmas around here was same old same old - only Santa was a little stingy this year. All I got were some chewies and a new bowl.
Now on to the Chi's...
Who are they you say? Only the most rotten little buggers you'll ever meet. I was relaxing in my room with mom when we heard the doorbell. Grandma got it, and shortly thereafter called for us to come downstairs. 'Xator has some visitors' were her exact words. Our curiosity peaked, we hopped out of bed and approached the staircase. Mom told me to wait while she investigated, and though I wanted to see too, I obliged.
After what seemed like forever she called me down. My paws were barely off the last step when a blur of motion flew towards me. They paused long enough for me to see that there were two of them. And yes, they were of the doggie variety. I was introducing myself when they decided that they wanted to be Mr & Mrs Tough Guy! Barking, lunging...the whole shabang. (Lucky for me they couldn't get past my shins.) But I, being the awesome host that I am, continued to be civil and patiently waited for them to settle. It never happened. The pint-sized couple did manage to leave me alone long enough to go puke and piddle in my living room. The nerve.
Just in case there's any confusion at all about the twosome:
They were c h i h u a h u a s.
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