Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Then we chase each other in and out of the creek. Playing bitey mouth and dancing.
My bearded owner likes to walk in the creek while we run around. Arrow sometimes disappears hunting stuff. But he comes back for treatsies.
This weekend we went to Chatfield State Park doggie section. It’s mostly two ponds that you can run around and jump in and out of.
We both got wet.
And ran around.
Arrow thought this cat tail (not a real cat-- just a plant) was a corn dog (not a real dog-- just food) and chewed it apart.
In the end we love both places.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
We don’t have good pictures because we run around a lot and my mom forgets to take the camera most days. I am trying to train her by giving her chai tea when she brings the camera (and actually remembers to take it out of her pocket.) She loves chai tea almost as much as I love Zukes treats and pieces of hot dog.
And we take walkies in the hood. Here I am looking dorky in my nose leash. No wonder the ladies ignore me.
And there’s the free spirit on his stretchy leash. What a show-off! I hate him! He says he trained mom to use it by walking behind her. I tried but I couldn’t do it. Whenever I’m on that leash, I have to see how far I can go.
Friday, September 11, 2009
The Arrow never understood about only peeing outside. Finally he mostly peed upstairs on a rug. At first when we tried pee pads, he only ate them. Little by little my mom put pee pads over the disgusting rug till he started using them. Then she threw away the rug and put down tons of pee pads. First 8. Then 6. Now 4.
Yesterday, I was just sitting upstairs minding my bones when Arrow came up and missed the pee pads again! It’s still a giant area but Arrow misses a lot. Sometimes he’s half on the pad. Adding a little Eau d’Arrow to the rug. Something that really upsets my mom.
She starts thinking about getting new carpeting. But Arrow peeing on new carpeting makes her more upset. And thinking about life in some distant future without Arrow but with new carpeting makes her even more upset. (That will never happen because my humans are pretty old so Arrow and me will redecorate when they’re gone. Now I’m getting upset.)
While my mom was crying over carpets and pee pads, I came up with a solution. I have NO trouble figuring out where to pee. (OUTSIDE!) And IF I used the pee pads I would never miss.
Arrow needs a Peeing-Eye Dog and I could do the job! I’d just grab him and lead him to the middle of a pee pad. Maybe there’s a need for Peeing-Eye Doggies in other smelly houses. I bet I could train them all!
Pee S. Censorship!! I had more graphic pictures of the Arrow's misses but my mom refused to post them!
Monday, September 7, 2009
Being green. Arrow and me are saving energy. No need to vacuum the rug in the kitchen. We are quieter and do a much better job.
Especially after the messy baker mom makes pie crust! I have the crevice tool thing down.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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I am a “cat” burglar... slow and subtle. I don’t jump on the table when humans are looking. I wait for the right moment. I only jump on the table when no one is around.
There’s the time I found a TV dinner (you can read the full story) right on the floor one night cause my mom forgot to put away a bag of groceries! They really don’t need to be cooked. I always find stuff on the street. Chicken bones and even some sausages! And we lick cone crumbs and spilled ice cream at Lik's down the street.
IArrow will steal anything and eat it. (even socks) He ate a stick of butter left on the table after some corn last week. He didn"t get caught till he was licking the paper. And he grabbed a roll right out of a bag and ran upstairs with it. He's very good at tearing open packages. Look at that guilty face!