Monday, November 29, 2004
Grady and The Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day
I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on my skate.... oh, wait, that's not me, that was Alexander.
Still, my day was pretty darn terrible, horrible, and very bad. Katie came home, so it wasn't completely no good, but it was bad. Yesterday was much better, yesterday Joe picked me up from Dogma after being gone since Wednesday. I like going there and playing with the other dogs, but coming home is good too. But, I digress.
This morning, I woke up and my eye was runny. Not a little bit runny, but a lot runny. Then it swelled up a little, and turned red some. My right eyeball was getting puffy and I was squinting and it was running enough to make my eyebrow fur wet. It was bad. And, it itched.
I wanted to wipe it off, but most of the day I could just wipe it off on the carpet. Well, the carpet is covered in dirt and hair, and who knows what else, so I didn't want to wipe my eyeball on that. Luckily, Joe had the day off of work and I could wipe it on his pants. We went for a long walk and that was fun, but my eye still hurt so I started just squinting them up all day. Later, Katie came home and I wiped it all over her pants as often as I could. Why do her pants smell like cat!
We went for a walk, but not my normal walk, and I thought things were looking up. We went to the vet. When I came in the technicians said, "Grady!" I like it there. I got on the scale, and then we went in the room and I got lots of pets and tried to wipe my Halti off. Then they took my temperature. Ugh. Not good. They shined lights in my eyes! And put drops in it, and I'm not supposed to worry if my nose snobber has a green tint. What's with that? I did get some treats. But, then they put the lights in my eyes and used tweezers to grab my third eyelid! At least they took my Halti off for that. When it was all done I got some more treats and that was good.
We were getting ready to go, and then the worst part happened. They put a plastic cone on my head!! Then they brought out a cat, which I could smell, but not see. This cone is awful. When we were leaving the vets, I got stuck. The cone hit the door. Okay, sure, I could've backed up, but this is horrible and I want it off. I tried to pick up a branch that was outside the door and the cone got in the way. I was sniffing along the fences, and the cone caught on the edge of the fence and made me stop. I tried to mark a tree, sidle up next to it and get into my preferred position, and the cone got in the way. I tried a different angle, and another angle. On the third pass, I just stood there hoping someone would take it off.
If I go to see Joe and Katie then it sticks on the chair, you can't even get close. How am I supposed to sleep in this thing! I'm trying to look indignant and hope they'll take it off. I'm also trying pleading looks. But, sooner or later I'm going to want to lay down. This is a horrible, rotten, bad day.
I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on my skate.... oh, wait, that's not me, that was Alexander.
Still, my day was pretty darn terrible, horrible, and very bad. Katie came home, so it wasn't completely no good, but it was bad. Yesterday was much better, yesterday Joe picked me up from Dogma after being gone since Wednesday. I like going there and playing with the other dogs, but coming home is good too. But, I digress.
This morning, I woke up and my eye was runny. Not a little bit runny, but a lot runny. Then it swelled up a little, and turned red some. My right eyeball was getting puffy and I was squinting and it was running enough to make my eyebrow fur wet. It was bad. And, it itched.
I wanted to wipe it off, but most of the day I could just wipe it off on the carpet. Well, the carpet is covered in dirt and hair, and who knows what else, so I didn't want to wipe my eyeball on that. Luckily, Joe had the day off of work and I could wipe it on his pants. We went for a long walk and that was fun, but my eye still hurt so I started just squinting them up all day. Later, Katie came home and I wiped it all over her pants as often as I could. Why do her pants smell like cat!
We went for a walk, but not my normal walk, and I thought things were looking up. We went to the vet. When I came in the technicians said, "Grady!" I like it there. I got on the scale, and then we went in the room and I got lots of pets and tried to wipe my Halti off. Then they took my temperature. Ugh. Not good. They shined lights in my eyes! And put drops in it, and I'm not supposed to worry if my nose snobber has a green tint. What's with that? I did get some treats. But, then they put the lights in my eyes and used tweezers to grab my third eyelid! At least they took my Halti off for that. When it was all done I got some more treats and that was good.
We were getting ready to go, and then the worst part happened. They put a plastic cone on my head!! Then they brought out a cat, which I could smell, but not see. This cone is awful. When we were leaving the vets, I got stuck. The cone hit the door. Okay, sure, I could've backed up, but this is horrible and I want it off. I tried to pick up a branch that was outside the door and the cone got in the way. I was sniffing along the fences, and the cone caught on the edge of the fence and made me stop. I tried to mark a tree, sidle up next to it and get into my preferred position, and the cone got in the way. I tried a different angle, and another angle. On the third pass, I just stood there hoping someone would take it off.
If I go to see Joe and Katie then it sticks on the chair, you can't even get close. How am I supposed to sleep in this thing! I'm trying to look indignant and hope they'll take it off. I'm also trying pleading looks. But, sooner or later I'm going to want to lay down. This is a horrible, rotten, bad day.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Last Weekend
Last weekend S came to visit me. We took her and her people to the park. There weren't many other dogs there, so it was good to have someone to run with me. I found the hole in the fence again. I liked seeing what was on the other side the last time, though I didn't like when I couldn't find my way back. Saturday, we were there in the daylight, so I thought I would give it another try. I noticed we haven't been going over there to much sense then.
After we went home from the walk, all the people left. That wouldn't've been so bad, but they put us in cages. S and I took turns trying to get their attention. She bayed and I barked. It didn't help.
It's nice to have visitors.
Last weekend S came to visit me. We took her and her people to the park. There weren't many other dogs there, so it was good to have someone to run with me. I found the hole in the fence again. I liked seeing what was on the other side the last time, though I didn't like when I couldn't find my way back. Saturday, we were there in the daylight, so I thought I would give it another try. I noticed we haven't been going over there to much sense then.
After we went home from the walk, all the people left. That wouldn't've been so bad, but they put us in cages. S and I took turns trying to get their attention. She bayed and I barked. It didn't help.
It's nice to have visitors.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Rules for Working at Home
Work from home, and suddenly you think you own the place. Here are a few things you need to get straight.
Work from home, and suddenly you think you own the place. Here are a few things you need to get straight.
- If you sit at the table all day, I will come get your attention when I want petted, played with or fed.
- If you sit at the table all day, I will not be expected to distinguish between when I'm supposed to leave you alone or not. Or not will not cover periods greater than a half-hour.
- If you do this repeatedly, we will be foregoing the dinner hour "or not" completely.
- All work should be completed by 4:00. Any expectations you've set out with your mythical employer are not my problem.
- The futon is mine. During nap time I suffer your presence. All spots on the futon are mine. Yes, I took "your" spot when you got up. It was warm.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Leashes
We need to revisit leashes in the park. No leashes in the park. On the upside, my friend K got off his leash finally. Apparently, he likes to chase joggers. We played for more than a half hour. It was great.
We need to revisit leashes in the park. No leashes in the park. On the upside, my friend K got off his leash finally. Apparently, he likes to chase joggers. We played for more than a half hour. It was great.
Clipping
What was the best part of toe nail clipping for you? I'm really not sure what my favorite part was. Maybe it was when I fell off the couch trying to get away from you. Or, how about when I twisted around in a circle so my leg was all rotated around and I have your arm in my mouth and you are still won't let go. Wow, that was a display of athleticism and determination. Maybe it was the part where you put the clippers down and I let you lull me back with your so called treats only to have you grab the clippers back again. That was great! Maybe we can do it all again tomorrow.
What was the best part of toe nail clipping for you? I'm really not sure what my favorite part was. Maybe it was when I fell off the couch trying to get away from you. Or, how about when I twisted around in a circle so my leg was all rotated around and I have your arm in my mouth and you are still won't let go. Wow, that was a display of athleticism and determination. Maybe it was the part where you put the clippers down and I let you lull me back with your so called treats only to have you grab the clippers back again. That was great! Maybe we can do it all again tomorrow.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Slippers
Slippers are shoes. It is really rather idiotic to claim otherwise. They go on your feet. I don't know what you need shoes for anyway. I don't need shoes. When you put shoes on, we should go outside. Don't put shoes on if we're not going outside. Call them slippers if you want, we are still going out.
Slippers are shoes. It is really rather idiotic to claim otherwise. They go on your feet. I don't know what you need shoes for anyway. I don't need shoes. When you put shoes on, we should go outside. Don't put shoes on if we're not going outside. Call them slippers if you want, we are still going out.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Walk??
It's nice to go outside, particularly when you're not expecting it, but that better not have been my walk. Tied to the front door for an hour and a half might be a nice change from routine once in a while, but getting my leash out implies we're going to go somewhere. That I'm going to sniff something. That I'll have an opportunity to make my mark in the world.
It's nice to go outside, particularly when you're not expecting it, but that better not have been my walk. Tied to the front door for an hour and a half might be a nice change from routine once in a while, but getting my leash out implies we're going to go somewhere. That I'm going to sniff something. That I'll have an opportunity to make my mark in the world.
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Stay
As long as one part of my body remains in the same place, I don't see why that doesn't count as staying. As long as I'm not completely in motioin, that should be good enough.
Halloween
On Sunday, we had Halloween. Halloween happens at the same time as my walk. First I get leashed up and taken outside, but we don't go for a walk, I get told to sit by a pumpkin. Oh, right, first on Halloween they carve a pumpkin while I am forced to watch from my crate. Then after sitting by the pumpkin and getting blinded by the camera, I'm sent back inside. Next I think I'm going to get my walk but we only go down to the end of the block and back. Some kids want to pet me, and that's cool and everything, but it's time for my walk. We go back to the house, where I am tied up on the porch and it seems like promising, because there's a bowl of treats. Then, kids come and some pet me, and some don't, and they take the treats away.
Finally, we did go on a long walk, but I didn't get to run around in the cemetery very much.
As long as one part of my body remains in the same place, I don't see why that doesn't count as staying. As long as I'm not completely in motioin, that should be good enough.
Halloween
On Sunday, we had Halloween. Halloween happens at the same time as my walk. First I get leashed up and taken outside, but we don't go for a walk, I get told to sit by a pumpkin. Oh, right, first on Halloween they carve a pumpkin while I am forced to watch from my crate. Then after sitting by the pumpkin and getting blinded by the camera, I'm sent back inside. Next I think I'm going to get my walk but we only go down to the end of the block and back. Some kids want to pet me, and that's cool and everything, but it's time for my walk. We go back to the house, where I am tied up on the porch and it seems like promising, because there's a bowl of treats. Then, kids come and some pet me, and some don't, and they take the treats away.
Finally, we did go on a long walk, but I didn't get to run around in the cemetery very much.
