Boy, oh boy...

...if feels like Summer is already here. Besides camping and fresh veggies and fruits from our garden, Summer is our least favorite season. It was ninety degrees today and it's going to be even hotter tomorrow. (Insert sad face).

The A/C has been on all day. The best thing for us to do is nap directly under the fan and wait for the evening. Atleast it will be a little cooler by then. (Paws crossed).

Can you guess...

...where I am? That's right, the VET. This is my least favorite place to be. (Insert a very, very SAD face).

Can someone please come and rescue me?

Ok, all the "fun" is over. Let's get out of here, Mommy!!!

I did have an okay VET visit. It was time for my annual wellness exam and heartworm test. I squealed and barked like any pup would that's going to the VET. We met some cute chihuahuas named Pumpkin and Tiger. Then it was time to go to the exam room and onto the metal table. The DR. checked all my vitals...teeth, heartbeat, ears, eyes, and all that other necessary stuff. Next it was time for the DR. to steal some blood from me. Of course he wanted to muzzle me but the VET TECH said that it was ok. Really? Wow! She must know that I am just terrified to be there and I would never hurt anyone. After the blood robbery, it was time to get on the scale. Oh boy! I weigh 49 lbs. There were some "D" words (diet) and "H" (husky) words going through Mommy's head. But the VET TECH never said I was overweight. As soon as we got in our truck, Mommy said told me that I am not fat but a little husky and that I needed to start a D-I-E-T. WHAT?! And guess what? The diet started today. We went for our second walkie after dinner and Mommy has already cut down on snack time. Here we go!

Sadderday number thirteen

Mommy and Daddy went to a pawty tonight...without us. Can you believe it? We had our pawty hats on and were all set to go. Sierra and I had fun playing at Auntie Kim's house while they were at the pawty. We heard there was Mexican food and lots of cake. Guess who didn't get any leftovers? Sad, I know. And look who they met? Aren't these eight chicks super duper cute? I can't wait to meet them soon.

Guess who else was at the pawty? This fuzzy rabbit that Mommy got to hold. She said the bunny was just like a puppy but much lighter. I can't wait to meet you, Velveteen Rabbit!

Sadderday number twelve

For the last few days, my tummy hasn't been feeling too well. I've had the runs since Thursday night. Mommy and Daddy were hoping to ride it out since everything else was normal. (I was still playful with Sierra, still had my appetite, and was always ready for walkie time). Then this morning I vomited bile. Not that Mommy and Daddy weren't worried before but when this happened, it was time to go to the...VET. Since my regular VET wasn't in today we were referred to a different dr. Many of you know, that I can sense when we're going to my VET even before we get there. I do all I can to try and lead Mommy and Daddy away from the front door. Today was different, I thought we were going for a car ride. As soon as Daddy opened the door to the VET, I slipped out of my collar and ran the other way across the parking lot. Mommy came racing after me and gave me a hug telling me that everything was going to be ok. While we waited, I met a very intriguing kitty and came face to face wit him. Can you believe it? There were tons of other friendly pups there. Mommy wished she'd remembered to bring her camera but that was the last thing on her mind. (She took pictures with her camera phone but they were very fuzzy). I only had one accident when we got there. I was very nervous. You all know how I feel about being at the VET. Dr. Deb was very nice. That was before she invaded my privacy for a total of three times (taking my temperature, checking my abdomen and GI systems, etc.). Can you believe it? They did a bunch of tests...a fecal test, a Giardia test. Everything came out negative. Hurray, right? So the best that Dr. Deb could conclude is that it is Colitis. No idea of knowing how or where I got it. She said it could be a number of things...stress, food, you name it. She gave me some pills that do not taste yummy. I haven't had the runs since our visit to the VET. Mommy and Daddy hope it stays this way. Our bathroom trash is filled to the top with baby wipes. Oopsie. See, Mommy, I am feeling better. Can I have some treats now? Maybe I need to work on my sad face a little more.

Teddy Bear's Mommy here. Teddy seems normal, like nothing is bothering him. We've not given him any treats for the past few days. Just raw milk with pumpkin and a dinner of homemade chicken broth, brown rice, carrots, and spinach. He doesn't seem to miss his chicken but I can tell he misses his treats. We hope his meds will help him feel solid again. We've never dealt with a sick pup before and it's torture on our hearts.

Sadderday number eleven

From time to time, these strange boxes will come out from nowhere. First of all, they are weird boxes because they don't have anything yummy inside of them. Second of all, whenever they come out, Mommy or Daddy or both of them disappear for a few days. Where do these boxes take Mommy and Daddy? Mommy started putting things into the boxes yesterday and now she's gone. She's been gone for a whole day. I wonder when she'll be back? Daddy is here taking care of us but you all know I'm a Mommy's Boy.

Sadderday number ten

After breakfast, Mommy left without me. Daddy and Sierra were staying home too. She was going to spend the day with Milo's Mommy and with Auntie Kim. I was busy all day supervising Daddy while he was building something. (We'll post pictures of it tomorrow). I think he did a great job. Just as we were getting ready to leave for our walk, we were hit with a sudden rain storm. I couldn't believe it. Had my magic powers worn off for the day? Maybe they weren't working so well since Mommy wasn't with me. I'm very sad to report that we didn't go for a walk today. The storm lasted for a while. By the time we ate dinner and waited for our food to digest, it was dark and really cold. That cold part is according to Daddy. I never get cold. We better get a good walk tomorrow. Or else....

P.S. Can you tell just how sad I am?

Sadderday number nine

Daddy woke up pretty early this morning. Later than he does for work but earlier than he usually does on a Saturday. He was going to help Grandpa with some things at his house. Then Mommy left late in the afternoon...without us. Can you believe that? She said she was going to my cousin's 1st birthday pawty. No pups allowed. Daddy came home a little while after Mommy left. We went for a walk before the rain came back. It rained last night and it is supposed to rain all week. Ok, back to Mommy. After my cousin's party, Mommy went to see Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Bey Bey, and Auntie Sheila. Mommy says Auntie Sheila has gotten big. Just look at the size of her paws. They might be as big as mine already. She and Uncle Bey Bey love to play together. Not to worry friends. It may seem like Auntie Sheila is winning but I'm told that in the end, it's Uncle Bey Bey who comes out on top.

Sadderday number eight

We have a mail slot on our door and when I saw this today, I wanted to hide it. It's a note from the doctor. He wants to see me so he can steal some blood and give me a shot to keep me safe from something called Parvo. Going to the Vet is my least favorite thing! First off, my doctor is pretty stern. The nurses are very nice and they all love me. And what is with the slippery metal table they put me on? It is WAY too high to be considered safe. Right? I mean, some pups and kitties go to the Vet when they are already hurt. That table is an accident waiting to happen. A visit to the Vet should mean getting healed not getting injured. And what if I want to make a break for it? Ugh! I am not looking forward to this...at all!

Sadderyday number seven

Daddy is a bad boy. Guess where he went today? Without me? He went to the snow. I'm still in shock! How could he go to the snow and not take me? He knows that playing in the snow is one of my favorite things. The nerve! He didn't even bring back any treats to make up for it. I think I need to sit down and have a serious talk with him. He did say he packed the bed of his truck with snow to bring it back for me but it all melted before he got home. I don't know if I should believe him or not since there is no evidence!