So alone

Yesterday I was so alone. Mom went out, then went upstairs without even bringing me with her. Then she came down, walked me and took off. I saw her again briefly at dinner. Then she left and didn't return until hours later. This made me sad, bored, lonely and angry. When she finally came home, she brought my dinner into the living room. I ate quickly then sat in front of Mom and barked. When she got up, I bit her pants and bumped the back of her leg. Take that, I thought-you left me alone all day and now you refuse to play with me! Mom tricked me onto the couch with the fake promise of a fake snack. Betrayed I thought. Then she put my leash on and brought me outside. I was full of energy and just wanted to run and let out my inner wolf. I ran in circles around Mom. Mom sighed and dragged me back inside. We went into the kitchen and she grabbed a handfull of cookies. I ran up the stairs cause I was hoping she'd give me a whole cookie for good behavior. But no, she only gave me a piece and locked me in my condo.
    Today has been no better. There is no late morning visit from Dad. I don't know where he is. Mom came home at lunch at gave me some cheese. I accepted her peace offering and did not try to knock her over. Maybe tonight we'll play.

Trespassers!

Last night Mom took me out for a walk. I was hoping to take the route that involves the acorn tree. I enjoy sniffing and sampling the wide variety of acorns that are scattered all over the ground. Plus I've noticed that squirrels seem to hang out there and it's my goal to catch one. Sadly Mom is so slow that I have yet to get within playing distance.
  As soon as we walked out the door, I smelled something. Something is not right, I thought. Some trespasser has been running all over the front lawn without my permission! I ran around tracking the steps of this rude animal. I tried to tell Mom what it was, but she is unable to understand me. I pulled her down the sidewalk trying to figure out where it had gone. Then I tried to pull her under the bushes into the neighbors side yard but she forced me to turn around and go home. That annoyed me, so in revenge I whined for a while after eating my cookie in my condo.

Old enough to go somewhere on my own.

Mom said that in about 1 month I will be going on an adventure. She won't tell me where, but she said I'll be having a sleepover somewhere-without her and Dad.I guess when you are 3, you are old enough to go somewhere on your own. I told her she should write up some things about me to give whoever is watching me a head's up. Here it is:

(personally, I feel this is the wrong photo to show-it makes me look very small-and I am 25lbs of muscle-and overly angry)

 TOP 10 THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT ME! (MECKI TESSIER)

First a short biography: I am an extremely quiet (never a bark out of me!), non bouncy, introverted pup. I never bother anyone…. (Mom will tell you these are all lies, but don’t believe her).

10. I have no dew claws! So no worries there. Not quite sure what happened to them, Mom won’t say.

9.   Commands I know but may or may not obey (depending on my mood and the treat being offered): sit, down, bang, rollover, fetch, bring, drop, give, come, inside, eat your food.

8.   I am used to being stepped on. I may let out a squeak, but I am a stoic German dog and will walk it off. The same goes for concussions.

7.   Mom likes to take me on Bataan Death March walks. However, I do NOT need that much exercise and will hurl myself down of the grass and roll around if forced to walk too far.

6.   I am allergic to dog food. However I will accept the following items as a replacement: red apples (never green), banana, baby carrots, cheese of any variety, paper, tissues, socks, anything you are eating.

5.  I will go in the hated crate if you give me a treat. I will however whine and whimper softly under my breath, so that you will feel bad and let me sleep in my rightful spot on your pillow.

4.  When you lock me in the land of NO and try to leave, I will run after you and jump up, just hitting you in the back of your knee causing it to collapse. My hope is that you will fall on the floor in the kitchen and hang out with me.

3.  I prefer to have company when eating. I can tell the difference between someone just sitting there, and someone actually eating.  Once you start eating and I realize I am not getting any of your food (which is rude, you should always share), I will grudgingly start eating my food.

2.   I will only climb stairs when you don’t want me to. If you are not looking, I will run swiftly up the stairs. If you want me to go upstairs I will collapse on the floor as I am a small dog and stairs are VERY hard for me.

1.    I am very fast/agile when I don’t want to be caught. Mom likes to keep me on a leash in order to catch me quickly.  Oh, and don’t be disturbed when I lie down in an “S” shape, it very comfortable!

The best birthday present ever!

So last night, Mom gave me my birthday present from my bff Rigby and his sister Grace. (Notice that Mom has NOT bought me a birthday present! I didn't even get to eat one of her tasty socks that came back from vacation with her!). I got a card, a squeaky kong like toy and 2 biscuits-but Mom only let me eat one. The squeaky toy is the BEST toy ever! When Mom first gave it to me, I smelled it all over. Then I licked it. I didn't even realize that it made noise! Then Mom picked it up and squeaked it. I fell in love instantly. It made a great noise. I sat down (with my back end wiggling in anticipation) like I do when Mom and I play fetch. She threw it and I ran to get it, grabbed it and squeaked it like crazy. Then I ran around squeaking estatically! I wonder why Mom never bought me an awesome present like this! I only stopped playing with it when Mom offered me a biscuit! It was the biggest biscuit ever! And so tasty! Thanks Rigby and Grace! I love it! Here's some photos that Dad took!

Mom's back!

Now that is both good and bad. Bad in that I have grown accustomed to MY spot in the bed (and Mom is not much for bouncy dogs in the bed at night). In fact this is how I pretty much spent the 3 weeks that Mom was gone-snuggling with Dad:

Notice that Mom likes to sleep on MY side of the bed and usually banishes me to my condo (aka her nightstand). She also does not appreciate me drooling on her pillows. So that is done, I'm back in the condo-even though I try to dig my way out and bark at night now to bug Mom.
    The good part? Walks are back. Even though I hurl myself down on the ground and refuse to budge to aggravate Mom, I do like a god stroll. Especially when we walk past the acorn tree. I like to sniff each acorn and sample some each time we pass. Scruffs and sleeping on Mom's lap are good. And she always gives me a little taste of what she is eating. Mostly cause I jump on her lap and stare sadly at her until she does. And the clothes she brings back from vacation always smell awesome. I did miss her, so I've spent a lot of time lying on her so that she knows I care.

Safety first

Today is Mom's last blog for a couple of weeks as she is going away and Dad is too busy to blog. I for one am glad she is going cause lately I fear for my life with her around. It started a couple of weeks ago...
   Usually I am in charge of my concussions. As my head is the hardest part of my body, I do not hesitate to use it for crashing into things and bumping things! I run like a mad dog down the hallway and crash into the wall. That is how I roll. But one morning Mom decided to give me a concussion. She let me out of my condo and put on my collar and leash. I responded by grabbing a sock and running around with it, forgetting that I was on my leash and catchable. Mom cut to the chase, said HAHA! and stepped on my leash. As I was running, this forced me up short and propelled me into the door with a loud thud! Mom was horrified, but I walked it off.
  Today however, we came very close to needing an ambulance! Mom was emptying out Mr. Freckles tub of water in the backyard as she is going away and wanted to give him a clean home. She was scooping out his water with a  smaller bucket and dumping it in the tomato garden. She got to the bottom and there was NO MR. FRECKLES! Mom was wondering if a bird or a cat had gotten him when she heard a small splashing noise. She had accidently dumped Mr. Freckles in the tomato garden! Or so she says. She grabbed Mr. Freckles and dumped him into some water.  She cleaned out the tub and put Mr. Freckles back in his home. That was a close call!  And that I why I am glad that Mom is going away for some R and R. It will be much safer without her!

A public bath-could life get any worse?

Mom (and sometimes Dad) sometimes seem to go out of their way to humiliate me.Today was a prime example. We went for a ride in the car. We didn't seem to be heading towards the bad places (the woofer wash-where I get hosed down yet also possibly get antlers-or to the dog park, where sometimes dogs are quite mean!) but we didn't seem to be headed anywhere good (the library, Rigby's estate....). I decided to enjoy the ride and climbed on Mom so I could stick my head out the window (don't worry, she keeps a tight grip on me). We got to a big parking lot and got out. One of the stores smelled pretty good. It was right next to a store called 5 below. Dad went inside and Mom made me walk around outside first. Finally we went inside and it smelled great! There was dog food everywhere and snacks and toys. I was quite happy to look around. But then,  suddenly, Mom grabbed me and put me in a bathtub! Oh no! I've been dopnapped and brought to yet another public bath! It was horrible. Mom hosed me down and put stinky shampoo all over me. I howled in distress but that just made all the people in the store turn and look at me. No one tried to save me! She hosed me off again then stuck on even stinkier conditioner! After I was hosed off, Dad came over and toweled me off. Then they turned a big fan on me. Now, sadly, I am totally fluffy and really don't smell like myself. Now I kinda understand  how my bff feels with freshly cleaned carpets and new furniture. It is like being in an alternate universe!