Pause the video around 18 seconds.
That's Dad on the right, me in the back and Bella in the front. I'm disappointed that they didn't get Bella and I winning our two free Chipotle burritos, which Dad ate, with our stellar bag of dog tricks; shake for me and rollover for B.
The archived footage aired on CBS Channel 4 last night, as part of the local news, but it was filmed in 2002.
O.
May 30, 2007
For Immediate Release
I wish to thank everyone for the encouragement, support and love you’ve shared with me since my tooth extraction last week. I have some additional news regarding my health.
Yesterday, I began experiencing complications with my sphincter, the band of muscle that controls my piddling. Prior to last week’s surgery, I had never wet the carpet in my sleep. During the surgery, I received a substantial amount of fluid to ensure I remained hydrated, and while recovering that evening, I had an accident in my sleep – a normal occurrence given the amount of fluid I received and not necessarily indicative of a larger problem. My recovery progressed normally for five days with no further accidents until the dam burst yesterday. Now if I doze off, I leak.
I hope that by speaking up I will help other young, spayed females to confront the stigma associated with this embarrassing condition and get treatment. I will be consulting with my medical team on Friday to determine what my options are and will keep you informed. Again, thank you for your support and love.
B.
Yesterday, I began experiencing complications with my sphincter, the band of muscle that controls my piddling. Prior to last week’s surgery, I had never wet the carpet in my sleep. During the surgery, I received a substantial amount of fluid to ensure I remained hydrated, and while recovering that evening, I had an accident in my sleep – a normal occurrence given the amount of fluid I received and not necessarily indicative of a larger problem. My recovery progressed normally for five days with no further accidents until the dam burst yesterday. Now if I doze off, I leak.
I hope that by speaking up I will help other young, spayed females to confront the stigma associated with this embarrassing condition and get treatment. I will be consulting with my medical team on Friday to determine what my options are and will keep you informed. Again, thank you for your support and love.
B.
May 26, 2007
Spring
It's been quite the spring day. I can't imagine a better start to the Memorial Day weekend. Slept in. Chased a few rabbits. Upset some birds. And took a lakeside stroll, where Lucia basked in the attention of every child in the area. That girl will befriend anyone. Unfortunately the kids then want to pet "the black one," and I have to run for my life. Why do they always think that I'm inviting them to chase me? "Hey kid, I'm running to get AWAY from you. Get a clue!"
Once we got home, Dad got about some Mac business; he bought his first Apple today, and we soaked up lots of rays. Aaahh!O.
May 25, 2007
Huntin' Wabbits
Memorial Day Weekend. Let’s wait and see what it delivers. Cousin Lucia is staying with us, or maybe we’re staying with her . . . I can’t figure it out. Dad has us shuttling back and forth every time I turn around. Who’s to know what he’s thinking? All I can do is love the man.
Anyway, we’ll have to see if the ‘Dorable Dane helps us catch any rabbits. That would be something worth memorializing, especially if Lucia seems to be aware of what’s going on. She always insists on running through the flora like she’s auditioning for The Sound of Music.
See what I mean. This photo was taken last August, and I can still here her woofin' "The hills are aliiiive with the sound of barking."
Love the man. Love the Dane. I sure would love to catch a wascally wabbit. Five years of chasing and only once have we gotten close. Would’ve had the bugger too, if Dad hadn’t called us off. Sometimes I question how dog he really is.
O.
Anyway, we’ll have to see if the ‘Dorable Dane helps us catch any rabbits. That would be something worth memorializing, especially if Lucia seems to be aware of what’s going on. She always insists on running through the flora like she’s auditioning for The Sound of Music.
See what I mean. This photo was taken last August, and I can still here her woofin' "The hills are aliiiive with the sound of barking."Love the man. Love the Dane. I sure would love to catch a wascally wabbit. Five years of chasing and only once have we gotten close. Would’ve had the bugger too, if Dad hadn’t called us off. Sometimes I question how dog he really is.
O.
Delicious Kibble
Tasty! Very nice! Kibble. Delicious kibble. And the gravy, it’s so positively poultry. Did that can say Kickin’ Broth? It must have. It made things quite flavorful and Goldilocks soft – not too hard and not too mushy.
I may not have felt like eating the past few days, but that stuff Dad kept trying to feed me wasn’t helping. Stewed tomatoes and cottage cheese. That’s hospital food. Baby food? What was he thinking? I’m five years old for dog’s sake.
I better go hide before he comes around with another blue pill. He may say that its auntie bionics, but I want to see how deep the rabbit hole goes. I do believe that rabbit would be tasty. Indubitably!
B.
I may not have felt like eating the past few days, but that stuff Dad kept trying to feed me wasn’t helping. Stewed tomatoes and cottage cheese. That’s hospital food. Baby food? What was he thinking? I’m five years old for dog’s sake.
I better go hide before he comes around with another blue pill. He may say that its auntie bionics, but I want to see how deep the rabbit hole goes. I do believe that rabbit would be tasty. Indubitably!
B.
May 23, 2007
Bella Thinks She's so Alpha
Gotta post first. Whoopee doo! Who's got the 42 canines?
That's my little sister for ya. She looks good - nice pretty coat - but in the things that matter, she's been trying to catch me ever since we were born. She runs like a prissy girl. Fights like one too. Get a good nip in there and WOOF! What a temper.
I can't believe she let the marinated kibble go to waste. Dad flavored it to perfection. It was a chicken meal, rice, cheese and yogurt medley. Delish! Oh well. Even when she had all her teeth, she was a bit particular about what she ate. Up-turned nose to canned food. Gotta have that kibble. She doesn't know what she's missing. Fancies herself human. I've seen her eat zucchini, tomatoes and olives. What's that about? It certainly doesn't make her refined, not when she prostitutes herself with that rolling over freak show to get treats. I get just as many as she does, and I just lift my paw. Occasionally, I'll throw in a roll if Dad insists. Gotta keep the peace.
Anyhow, I hope she gets better soon. It's not the same when she's in a funk like this. All she does is sleep. When are we gonna go get some rabbit? Yip!
O.
That's my little sister for ya. She looks good - nice pretty coat - but in the things that matter, she's been trying to catch me ever since we were born. She runs like a prissy girl. Fights like one too. Get a good nip in there and WOOF! What a temper.
I can't believe she let the marinated kibble go to waste. Dad flavored it to perfection. It was a chicken meal, rice, cheese and yogurt medley. Delish! Oh well. Even when she had all her teeth, she was a bit particular about what she ate. Up-turned nose to canned food. Gotta have that kibble. She doesn't know what she's missing. Fancies herself human. I've seen her eat zucchini, tomatoes and olives. What's that about? It certainly doesn't make her refined, not when she prostitutes herself with that rolling over freak show to get treats. I get just as many as she does, and I just lift my paw. Occasionally, I'll throw in a roll if Dad insists. Gotta keep the peace.
Anyhow, I hope she gets better soon. It's not the same when she's in a funk like this. All she does is sleep. When are we gonna go get some rabbit? Yip!
O.
Vet Vent
I’ve heard many people say that they’d love to be a dog, and their voices always convey a longing for what they perceive to be a simpler life. It just really twists my jaw that they think being a dog is easy.
Come on people! Get over the “sleeping all day” thing. It’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Anything in excess is too much. If you don’t agree, try wolfing down thirty pieces of bacon and tell me what your belly thinks later. I have it from a good two-legged source that there is a price to pay.
A dog’s life is not all chasing rabbits and squirrels. Our scourge is spelled V-E-T. Yesterday’s lovefest robbed me of my best bone gnawing tooth, and now my mouth is throbbing. Last night’s dinner was mush laced with a foul smelling powder – not that I was in the mood to eat - and since I didn’t eat it I had Big Pharma stuffed down my throat for breakfast. Thanks Dad!
Don’t try to compare your root canals, prostate exams and Pap smears with a visit to the vet. You walk in there of your own volition. We get lured in. Sometimes the whammy comes. Sometimes it doesn’t, but whatever comes, it happens with the wah-wah-wah of Charlie Brown going on around us. I hate that noise!
B.
Come on people! Get over the “sleeping all day” thing. It’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Anything in excess is too much. If you don’t agree, try wolfing down thirty pieces of bacon and tell me what your belly thinks later. I have it from a good two-legged source that there is a price to pay.
A dog’s life is not all chasing rabbits and squirrels. Our scourge is spelled V-E-T. Yesterday’s lovefest robbed me of my best bone gnawing tooth, and now my mouth is throbbing. Last night’s dinner was mush laced with a foul smelling powder – not that I was in the mood to eat - and since I didn’t eat it I had Big Pharma stuffed down my throat for breakfast. Thanks Dad!
Don’t try to compare your root canals, prostate exams and Pap smears with a visit to the vet. You walk in there of your own volition. We get lured in. Sometimes the whammy comes. Sometimes it doesn’t, but whatever comes, it happens with the wah-wah-wah of Charlie Brown going on around us. I hate that noise!
B.
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