I have achieved dominance. The humans finally understood that I do not wish to be here. The-Grandma came to get me! She says I will stay with her until my human comes home. I hope it is soon. I felt a little bad about leaving Little-Brother-Crash, but he didn't seem to care and I've been told he's doing just fine. Home! Soon we will be home!
-Lucky
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Crash- Week 6
HAPPY!!! TREATS!!!! FOOD!!!! TOY!!!! TREATS!!!! LUCKY!!! TREATS!!!! LUCKY GONE? TOY!!! SLEEP!!!! TREATS!!! HAPPY!!!! HAPPY!!!! TOYS!!!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Lucky- Week 5
I don't have a lot to share this week. The days are beginning to blend into one another. I don't know if we'll ever leave this place...
I started back with the drippy poop to punish the humans who are keeping me here, but it backfired. The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant just kept me in the kennels and gave me more things from the White-Coats 'hidden' in food until it cleared. So I wasted a few days on a failed revenge...I did get to return to snooping around up front towards the second part of the week.
The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate was gone all week, which made the other humans seem more busy. The Schnauzer-dogs have been gone as well.
Little-Brother-Crash's disease seems to be lingering. I thought it was fading, but he seems to be retaining a color cast...
Once I was feeling better, I did help the humans out since they seemed so busy. I ran messages back and forth between The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant and The-One-Who-Is-Short-And-Loud in the front and The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien and The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt in the back. They were duly appreciative.
Speaking of Holey-Butt...when he barks, he poops a little! It is very funny.
I do not have any photos to share this week. The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien has been slacking in this job. I will have to release gas next to her to show her my displeasure....
Lucky
I started back with the drippy poop to punish the humans who are keeping me here, but it backfired. The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant just kept me in the kennels and gave me more things from the White-Coats 'hidden' in food until it cleared. So I wasted a few days on a failed revenge...I did get to return to snooping around up front towards the second part of the week.
The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate was gone all week, which made the other humans seem more busy. The Schnauzer-dogs have been gone as well.
Little-Brother-Crash's disease seems to be lingering. I thought it was fading, but he seems to be retaining a color cast...
Once I was feeling better, I did help the humans out since they seemed so busy. I ran messages back and forth between The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant and The-One-Who-Is-Short-And-Loud in the front and The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien and The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt in the back. They were duly appreciative.
Speaking of Holey-Butt...when he barks, he poops a little! It is very funny.
I do not have any photos to share this week. The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien has been slacking in this job. I will have to release gas next to her to show her my displeasure....
Lucky
Crash- Week 5
HAPPY!!!! FOOD!!! TIRED!! SLEEP! HAPPY!!! LUCKY STINKS!!!! TREAT!!! PEOPLE!! HUMPING!!!! RUN!! RUN!!! HAPPY!!! TREATS!!! HAPPY!!!!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Lucky- Week 4
Well, I'm feeling better this week. My bowel issues seem to have cleared up. Everyone seems very busy around here lately.
I went with The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant again at lunch time one day. We stopped at a food place with good smells and the human in the window admired me, as is right. We then went to The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant's house. When we got there, The-Midget was there at the table doing something. I ran up to see what it was and it smelled good! It was cake! One of the best human-foods! I jumped up and put my front paws on the table to show my excitement. The-Midget started waving her arms and yelling in a high voice, so I started jumping, too. It was fun! But then she started getting very protective of the cake and shooing me away. I was barking and jumping to show her how affronted I was, but she didn't seem to understand. The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant found it all very amusing. I then went back to the wood-pile in the backyard, but couldn't find anything again.
We continue to sleep in the big play room. We also keep the room to ourselves on the day when no play dogs come. That is a small accommodation, but I suppose it will do.
The-schnauzer-dogs have been gone more than usual this week, I think due to the fact that The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate has been gone after her head started bobbling...the other humans say she is going to see some human White-Coats next week.
Holey-Butt-Dog had surgery. He says they took out his butt-smell-glands! How will anyone know which poops are his? The humans say they hope it will fix his holey-butt problem...we will have to think of a new name for him.
Little-Brother-Crash is fine. He likes to run in and out of the play room. He still looks a little abnormally colored, but the disease has faded considerably.
Lucky
I went with The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant again at lunch time one day. We stopped at a food place with good smells and the human in the window admired me, as is right. We then went to The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant's house. When we got there, The-Midget was there at the table doing something. I ran up to see what it was and it smelled good! It was cake! One of the best human-foods! I jumped up and put my front paws on the table to show my excitement. The-Midget started waving her arms and yelling in a high voice, so I started jumping, too. It was fun! But then she started getting very protective of the cake and shooing me away. I was barking and jumping to show her how affronted I was, but she didn't seem to understand. The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant found it all very amusing. I then went back to the wood-pile in the backyard, but couldn't find anything again.
We continue to sleep in the big play room. We also keep the room to ourselves on the day when no play dogs come. That is a small accommodation, but I suppose it will do.The-schnauzer-dogs have been gone more than usual this week, I think due to the fact that The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate has been gone after her head started bobbling...the other humans say she is going to see some human White-Coats next week.
Holey-Butt-Dog had surgery. He says they took out his butt-smell-glands! How will anyone know which poops are his? The humans say they hope it will fix his holey-butt problem...we will have to think of a new name for him.
Little-Brother-Crash is fine. He likes to run in and out of the play room. He still looks a little abnormally colored, but the disease has faded considerably.
Lucky
Crash- week 4
HAPPY!!! TREATS!!! PEOPLE!!! FOOD!! HAPPY!!! DOGS!!!! HAPPY!!! HUMPING!!!! HAPPY!!! RUN!!!! RUN!!! HAPPY!! TREATS!! SLEEP!!!
CRASH
CRASH
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Lucky- Week 3
I'm beginning to think this is a long term arrangement. We are still here. All the humans seemed pretty busy this week. To remind them to pay attention to me, I decided to start dripping poop on the floor. The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant noticed, and one of the White-Coats gave her some white things to hide in treats and give to me. I take them only because I like the treats! But they made my poops normal again, so that tactic is gone...
The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant had to be gone some afternoons to watch The-Smaller-Boy do something, so she left other humans in charge. The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt, The-One-With-The-Coupons, and The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien all took turns. I guess they did a sufficient job.
The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien and The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant seemed very occupied with a head-collar with fuzzy things on it. I think they were trying to be rabbits... They put the thing on me and on Little-Brother-Crash.
I thought it was silly and demeaning...
It seemed to have a different affect on Little-Brother-Crash:
At first he thought it was silly too.
Then he was OK with it.
Then it seemed to make him a little angry.
Then it was like he turned into the Hulk!!! You won't like Bunny-Crash when he's angry!!
-Lucky
The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant had to be gone some afternoons to watch The-Smaller-Boy do something, so she left other humans in charge. The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt, The-One-With-The-Coupons, and The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien all took turns. I guess they did a sufficient job.
The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien and The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant seemed very occupied with a head-collar with fuzzy things on it. I think they were trying to be rabbits... They put the thing on me and on Little-Brother-Crash.
I thought it was silly and demeaning...
It seemed to have a different affect on Little-Brother-Crash:
At first he thought it was silly too.
Then he was OK with it.
Then it seemed to make him a little angry.
Then it was like he turned into the Hulk!!! You won't like Bunny-Crash when he's angry!!
-Lucky
Crash- Week 3
PRETTY!!! TREAT!!!! LUCKY STINKS!!! HAPPY!!!! DAYSCHOOL DOGS!!!!! JUMP!!!!! GROWL!!! RUN!!!! KENNEL? SAD! SORRY? TREAT!!!!! HAPPY!!!! FOOD!!! FOOD!!!! LUCKY!!! PEOPLE!!! OUTSIDE!!!! EARS! HAPPY!!!
CRASH
CRASH
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Lucky- Week Two
Another week has gone by and still do I remain here. The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien stuck a sharp thing into my leg again, but apologized profusely and gave offerings of chicken and rice from her lunch as compensation. I have accepted the offerings. She also offers treats, which I accept with more dignity than Little-Brother-Crash.
To show my continuing displeasure at still being here, however, I have continued to release the foul smelling gasses. On the whole, it is not as bad as it could be. The White-Coats leave me alone.
The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate has engaged in a couple games of chase, and is sharing pieces of the large chicken she keeps in the Tall-Cold-White-Box-of-Food with me.
Little-Sparky ran into something and got a large knot on his head, which I find humorous. Below is a photo:
The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant finally gave in to my hints and took me from the PLACE. She got the LEASH out! Then we got in the CAR!! And we left Little-Brother-Crash at the PLACE, which meant that no one was pulling my leash! We went to The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant's place. I got to run! I ran around, leaving my water scent on everything, and then resident Boxer-Dog-Freya ran behind me covering the spots with her scent, and over again. We snuffed in the woodpile for the furry thing we smelled, but only managed to get one log moved. Before we left to go back to the PLACE, The-Boy gave me peanut butter. The-Boy is good. To thank The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant, I face-planted into her butt as she ran ahead of me.
Other than my one afternoon of freedom, life is the same here at the PLACE for me. Little-Brother-Crash seems to have contracted some sort of rare disease, though...
The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien and The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt gave him a BATH and noticed it first. Then the White-Coat looked at him, too. They said it is called polychromatic dermoplasia. It has faded over the week, but the disease is a lingering one... It doesn't seem to be affecting his moods, though. I think the Dayshool-Dogs are starting to talk, though.
It is starting to look better...
-LuckyCrash- Week Two
HAPPY!!! BATH?!?! PRETTY!!!! TOY!!! DESTROY BLANKET!!! HAPPY!!! PEE ON BLANKET!!! TOY!!! FOOD!!! TREAT!!! DESTROY BLANKET!!!! TREAT!!!
CRASH
CRASH
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Crash- Week One
MOM GONE. SAD. TOY!!!!! PLAY!!! HAPPY! BIRD!!! PEOPLE!!! LUCKY PEED AND LICKED IT!! TOY!!! HAPPY!!! PEOPLE!!!! SLEEP IN BIG ROOM!!! TREATS!!!!! HAPPY!!!
CRASH
CRASH
Lucky- Week One
We have been left behind. Again. I do not understand why this 'Australia' will not permit us to come along without the 'quarantine'. *sigh* We are HERE, at the PLACE with White-Coats.
At first I was very sad that my human was not here. I moped about, trying my best to manipulate the other humans into pitying me. I then decided to punish the humans left with my by relieving my particularly odorous gasses only when they sat next to me. I convinced The-One-Who-Is-Short-And-Loud to feed me in the front where the caged dogs cannot go, only the schnauzer-dogs. And so began my domination; The-One-Who-Is-Short-And-Loud will feed me up front, and give me liver snacks if I stare at here. This is good, as the 'kennels' are very much beneath me.
So beneath me...
They are kept confined, while I roam free. As it should be.
Where I prefer to nap.
The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant releases me regularly to lounge in the front, or in the 'food-prep'. Just to make things clear to her, I have jumped on her several times, and left bruising. Second human, check. To pass the time, I steal the schnauzer-dog's food that The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate leaves in plain smell. The schnauzer-dogs are leashed and cannot do anything about it. Hah!
The schnauzer-dog's food
I cannot reach these...
Or these...
But I could get these.
And these...
I have also convinced the humans to prepare the large play room for our nighttime resting. Adequate blankets, toys and treats are provided. It will do.
The blankets that are provided.
The bear was taken away just as Little-Sparky got the nose off, so no-one got to rip the stuffing...
The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien is under my control as well. She feeds me from her lunch. Some of it pleases me, but her puddings and yogurts do not smell or taste right, so I only eat those from The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant. I manipulated her into taking the photos and videos for this site.
I stay away from The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt and The-One-With-The-Coupons, because you just never know when they are coming to do things to you, and do share lunches to apologize. Also, of course, I stay away from the White-Coats.
Little-Brother-Crash seems to be taking this fine, but he doesn't think nearly as much as I do. He barks, he runs, he plays with his toys, he eats, he's happy. Sometimes I wish I was that simple.
Little-Brother-Crash
I will have videos provided in the next posting.
Lucky
At first I was very sad that my human was not here. I moped about, trying my best to manipulate the other humans into pitying me. I then decided to punish the humans left with my by relieving my particularly odorous gasses only when they sat next to me. I convinced The-One-Who-Is-Short-And-Loud to feed me in the front where the caged dogs cannot go, only the schnauzer-dogs. And so began my domination; The-One-Who-Is-Short-And-Loud will feed me up front, and give me liver snacks if I stare at here. This is good, as the 'kennels' are very much beneath me.
So beneath me...
They are kept confined, while I roam free. As it should be.
Where I prefer to nap.
The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant releases me regularly to lounge in the front, or in the 'food-prep'. Just to make things clear to her, I have jumped on her several times, and left bruising. Second human, check. To pass the time, I steal the schnauzer-dog's food that The-One-Who-Smells-Of-Chocolate leaves in plain smell. The schnauzer-dogs are leashed and cannot do anything about it. Hah!
The schnauzer-dog's food
I cannot reach these...
Or these...
But I could get these.
And these...
I have also convinced the humans to prepare the large play room for our nighttime resting. Adequate blankets, toys and treats are provided. It will do.
The blankets that are provided.
The bear was taken away just as Little-Sparky got the nose off, so no-one got to rip the stuffing...
The-One-Who-Grew-The-Alien is under my control as well. She feeds me from her lunch. Some of it pleases me, but her puddings and yogurts do not smell or taste right, so I only eat those from The-One-Who-Is-My-Human's-Assistant. I manipulated her into taking the photos and videos for this site.
I stay away from The-One-Who-Belongs-To-Holey-Butt and The-One-With-The-Coupons, because you just never know when they are coming to do things to you, and do share lunches to apologize. Also, of course, I stay away from the White-Coats.
Little-Brother-Crash seems to be taking this fine, but he doesn't think nearly as much as I do. He barks, he runs, he plays with his toys, he eats, he's happy. Sometimes I wish I was that simple.
Little-Brother-Crash
I will have videos provided in the next posting.
Lucky
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