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Sunday, July 19, 2009

A visitor

Tucker meets Mancha
Who are you?
Mancha says hello again
Who are you?
Mancha says hello to Alizé
Who are you?

I didn't mind meeting this pup. As you can see. But she is so annoying to live with!

Even Alizé growls at her. When Alizé's trying to nap and the puppy keeps licking her ear and smelling her mouth and stuff.

Me, she growls at and barks at and.... I guess the runt wants to play. I don't want to play. I don't want her hanging around me either.

I chase her off. Oh, her name's Mancha, I guess. I chase her off but she keeps coming back. I bit her ear a good one. But she keeps coming back.


She's ticking off the Human Assistant, too. She likes to wrestle our big pads and drag them around. Which is okay. But one of them she's torn holes in. Which by itself is okay, I suppose. But she pulls the stuffing out.

Mancha is a brat! That's just all there is to it. H.A. told me she won't be here long. But he doesn't know how long. Well. She has another ear I can bite. If she stays here too long!

No, wait a minute. It's already been too long. But you know what I mean.


Thursday, July 9, 2009

Here's another thing

Yeah, I remember something. I've been bugging the Human Assistant to write another post for just days now! But actually it's not that big of a deal. It's about that other dog I have to put up with.

Alizé came here on June 21, 2008. H.A. says it doesn't seem like it's been that long. But it sure feels like it to me! So she had a fosterversary last month.

Thank dog she's almost ready to put up for adoption! H.A. says as soon as he knows her thigh-roid levels are good, then it will be time tell the shelter that she's as adoptable as she'll ever be.

(What's a thigh-roid? An android leg bone? I didn't know Alizé had one of those!)

I'm willing to help with a description! Here's what I've come up with so far:
Bad hips, no thigh-roid function, some history of skin problems. All but blind but easily gets food from countertops when nobody's home and can open bags and bins of dog food. Diabetic, must check blood sugar at least twice a day and give shots. Checking three or four times is better (middle of the day, middle of the night). Cataracts requiring eye drops. Stops screaming at being left home after a few minutes. Very loving at times. Looking forward to a home where she doesn't annoy the other dogs.
H.A. helped me with it. He made some suggestions. He says it's pretty good and describes her very well! Accuracy is important so adopters don't get ¡surprised! when they get home with their new dog.

I like the part where the human has to get off his backside to check Alizé's blood sugar so much. The human feels bad so it's a great time to beg for treats!

Let me know if you have any suggestions about the description so she'll get outta here faster!


Wednesday, July 1, 2009

I'm back, sorta

I'm back. More or less. I don't know how much the Human Assistant will feel like helping me blog. But there's today, anyway.

I know it's been six months! But not much has happened. Really. Today I found a new roll of toilet paper and chewed up about half of it.

But that's no big deal. Except that it's about the third time that the Human Assistant has left one in reach lately when I've been bored.

He was outside playing with one of his little computers. Dumb. Because it's hot out there. So I had to find something to do inside.

H.A. hasn't wanted to write about the more important stuff. Like Sinjin being gone.

One weekend his spondylosis just got too bad. First he couldn't stand up but he could walk if H.A. helped him up. Then he couldn't stay standing up by himself. And he was in lots of pain.

So that Monday he took one last trip to the vet.

Sinjin's spine was already hurting when he first came here. But he hung in there and annoyed me for a year and a week. Of course, I got to annoy him for a year and a week too.

And you remember our friend Minky? She left notes here a couple of times. And she let me interview her a while back.

But Minky didn't make it through the winter. She had had new-monia way back, too. Like I did, I guess. I think she got sick because of breathing trouble again. I heard her humans were giving her oxygen, anyway.

So, well, it's hot and I can't think of any more to say. I'll have H.A. write again when I think of some stuff.