Park Place

Wow! It's been a long time between posts! Blame the feeder. She gets involved in too many projects and forgets keeping my blog updated. How could anything be more important than moi? Anyway, here is a picture of me enjoying life at one of my favorite places - the doggie park. Wish you were here!

Another Special Friend

Thinking about friends of my youth.... Here is another one. I couldn't find a picture of the two of us together, but you get the idea. How I long to feel the wind in my hair on this baby!

When I was little

Now that I am over 15 months old, it is time to reminisce about my distant puppyhood. Yup, I have left those foolish days of uncoiling toilet paper, consuming large amounts of plastic and not listening to the feeder way behind. Still I remember the days with my litter. Here is one of my pictures of two of us with one of my favorite friends.

Top O' the Morning to ya

Finally! It has been a long time coming, but Priscilla is recovered enough to say a Happy St. P's day to one and all. It was touch and go in the ICU, but my dearest Priscilla pulled through and as you can see looks great with her newly attached and healed ear. If only this technology had been around for Vincent!!!!

Bad Bone

OK, enough about politics. It's not really my area. The only reason I am really interested is that dog the Obama's have. Wouldn't they have been happier with a poodle? Let's be honest. Anyway, this is another bad actor that got caught on my jaw. I love chewing, but chewing doesn't love me. Not to worry, this one the feeder worked out and I didn't have to go back to the vet. But even looking at this picture makes me want to chew. must resist......

Should dogs vote

Let's leave Priscilla alone a bit, while she recuperates. Thanks everybody for all cards and letters. She is doing fine, but doesn't want any photos yet. Instead we have this photo of some prayer flags from my friend Jane Noel's project that started last year with the inaguration of our new president. She distributed these flags all over the country and then the people decorated them. I was just a teeny pup then and the flags read CHANGE. They still read CHANGE, a year later.

Happy New Ear!

Unbelievable! Right after Priscilla's (successful) surgery we found her ear. What to do? Should we leave her in her new streamlined configuration or should we re-attach the appendage? Any thoughts?

I'm so sorry

Priscilla - my darling, my companion, my lover, my pillow - what have I done? You had to be rushed to emergency surgery. They were not able to save the ear. Heartless souls, they called you Vincentia von Arf. After you return, I will make it all up to you, I promise.

Flip Side

Roll-over Beethoven. Sure, I look like a frog this way. Who care's? I think of it more like a downward dog variation.

At least I know how to relax

What I do best