Let's Go! - From Teeko

I was at mom's work...this guy with no hair just walked right up to me and said my name, how dare he walk toward me! So I jumped up and growled and barked in his face to tell him whose boss, and then I walked away quickly...not cuz I was scared...just cuz he wasn't worth my time ya know? But my mom made me sit in front of him and he pet me. Then I went into her office and at least there was a familiar face there! I let him pet me and then went expectantly to the door, waiting for Wiley's mom to come get me.

I waited forever! And I started to cry! It was like sooooooo long. But then she finally appeared. I was so excited, I forgot about my collar, my leash, that the floor has no traction, everything, and I just ran. I ran out of the office and slid across the slick floor, peeling out til I got some grip, then bolted out to what mom calls the 'show room' and almost ran into this big rack looking thing, and ppl were calling me, I realized. I was almost at the door when I heard the 'HERE' command. Why was mom such a downer all the time? Didn't she know the effort it took to get to the door?

I ran back and sat for her to put on the collar, and then I was off!!! Running running, and I wanted to go we needed to go were we even going to go why was no one going why am I just standing here at the door and no one is opening it so we can go are we going?

It's Happened! - From Mom

Remember that cute little dog, and the nice old man in the cowboy hat this morning? And you wanted to eat his dog? Well now that I'm using the ferocious WATER BOTTLE it sure is making you snap back to reality faster isn't it? Not that you don't forget in 15 seconds...but still.

On our walk tonight, I spot this dog in a yard. Perfect test! I angle towards the dog, about your size but a puppy, maybe a year at most. I realize the dog is off his leash. Shit. To not create a panic, I turn back to the road slightly, and he prances after us.

You tried SO HARD to look at him didn't you? How'd those metal prongs feel jabbing into your jugular buddy?! Got put in your place didn't you! I even slowed down and let the dog sniff you. I timidly stopped walking, the leash taught, and you sat down. Just like you were supposed to. I pet the dog, keeping you at arms length, he rolled onto his back, swatting at me, and then, tail wagging, approached you, oblivious to your 'leash makes me kill small innocent creatures' attitude. And then...you played with him!

GOOD BOY! I cannot say it enough. I can't believe that this happened. I literally had just called Jeff today and spoke to him about you because I was worried that there was just no helping you. Now I know that it is possible. You really can do this buddy. We really can. Even though I want to murder you and you embarrass the hell out of me sometimes, someday, you'll be just fine, my special needs baby.

P.S. I still slightly regret not naming you Schitzo when I had the chance...

Mom's asking for it ... - From Teeko

So yesterday she let me out of the car in some neighborhood with houses and there was a dog in the backyard of one all jealous and I was all cool. I saw a door open up to one of the houses and ran to greet the man. I wasn't scared, I could run way faster than him if he tried anything! Just to show my lack of fear, I took a big dump in his yard. I'd already gone so I didn't really need to, but I was kinda nervous so I did.

Then mom called me back in the car. I got on my seat and she kept telling me to scoot back. This was my seat. She keeps forgetting what's mine! I don't have a lot! Just some bones, and some rubbery things, and some sunglasses is all. Then I see the new guy I just met, and he's walking toward MY seat! And then he starts getting in! I stared at my mom, I didn't even look at him. Really? REALLY? Do you not know my history? You're going to throw some guy I just met in my seat?

I considered growling, but my mom just stared back, locking eyes with me...and I could tell she would've scolded me, and I was kind of scared, so I scooted back. Well this guy was in MY territory, so if I wanted to look out that window, or that other one, I just climbed over him. But most the time I just rested my head on the other guy she call's Casey's shoulder. That'd teach her.

Wiley is Weird - From Teeko

This weekend we were staying at Wiley's house! And Mom was a real butt about feeding us. She'd put us on those disgusting leashes, and tie me to one table leg,and Wiley to the other. I could reach Wiley, but not his food! I could only reach my food. I guess she didn't want us to share. She gets mad if I don't share my toys, but then mad if I do share food? What is that about?

So she sets Wiley's food down for the 2nd time, which is usually several days apart I'm sure of it. And he just stares at it! She even put bits of something in there! I didn't get bits of ANYTHING! And THEN she put some water in it and put the whole bowl in the warming box, and it made the whole kitchen smell like delicious melty dog food! Just moist and ready for the eating. Like...meat! Well guess what, he just stares at it, like a white fluffy moron. He has an entire bowl and he just sits there blinking his beady eyes like a catatonic stuffed animal, and doesn't eat the food!

I cried. So hard. She eventually took it away. Hello? I would've eated it!