Tuesday, May 17, 2011

A happy heart....

Today was a big day for me.........I went back to the vet to check my 6 month check up after my heart treatment. My mom said he was gonna do something called an EKG; I was more concerned with the man in the waiting room who wanted to pet me. Ok, so maybe I told HIM to pet me (by barking at him to get his attention), but let's not argue over specifics. Anyway, I didn't have to get that test, but the vet ran bloodwork (I am not a fan of needles) and gave me a physical exam. My friend Melinda was helping today, but I was not her friend after she tricked me into getting my nails trimmed too.
So........my mom and I had to go back to the waiting room to wait on the blood work. You will not BELIEVE how many new butts there were to smell out there when I got back! Holy crap, it was fun! Of course, I had to pee on the door mat before commencing with the smelling of butts. And the HUMANS that were there to pet me! I thought "how did all these people know to come here and wait in line to pet me?" It was crazy. I was playing with my new friends when Melinda came out to tell my mom that the blood work came out fine and that I was all better!! My mom immediately picked me up and everyone started yelling "Yeah LOUIE!!" I didn't know what the hell was going on, but I know it included my mom kissing me all over my face and hugging me and people making a big deal out of me in general. Bottom line: I'm cured!
I should take this opportunity to thank everyone that helped to save my life. I have more baby possums to eat, more cicadas to chase, more bones to chew, and more butts to sniff. I have more time to sleep with my head snuggled up on my mom's neck at night. I get more time to play with Cosmo, chase birds in the yard, and steal shit from my siblings. Most importantly, I have more time to be loved by my mom. And trust me, I'm worth it.
Love ya,

Monday, April 11, 2011

LWL update (LWL means "Life with Louie")

GUYS!! I didn't realize it had been two months since I blogged. Well, truth is, I got grounded for a few days for fighting with Miko, then I forgot my password and had to send for a reminder. But, I thought I would update you on the activities going on here.
The scoop: The recent bad weather (the wind) has learned to blow open the side gate on the house. Now, this gate is never opened except for when our Mom takes out the noise making machine that blows grass out the side. Well, mom apparently didn't notice that it got blown open one day and let us all out the back..........I am not sure if it was the shrill in her voice, or the sense of pure horror that made me stop what I was doing, but I got the sense that the door should NEVER be opened without supervision, and left it at that.
Next drama...........Miko had to go to the vet. Now, I had never been without the Alpha dog. And, she has never been ill since I have known her. She came home from the vet (my mom said she had 7 teeth pulled) and all she did was whimper. I tried to kiss her face, cause I knew she was hurting, but she growled at me. Life isn't the same when the Alpha is down. She is much better now. I think she might be high on her dog Tramadol because she went outside in the pouring rain today to go potty. Alpha doesn't even go out to potty when it is 75 and sunny.
Now, the good news...............GRANDMA is here!! WOOT WOOT!! Yep, the "treat lady" as I like to call her, moved close to us and can come here and visit ANYTIME! I think she wants to come every day and see me, but I told her she needed to get a life. For real.
Oh. Forgot to mention something that pissed me off. My mom got a part time job working for a pet sitting service. I am all for her bringing in cash that can be used for my treats and toys. HOWEVER, I am not pleased with the scent of whoreness she brings home with her. Does she think I don't smell those other dogs? Ridiculous. I mean, damn, woman. I sit on your lap all the time, demand your attention, and sleep practically on top of you at night so you aren't scared. Isn't that enough? Why do you need to go play with other dogs? Oh, I hear all that BS about "it makes me happy to take care of other dogs whose mommy's are out of town." But really, all it is is BS. I am giving her a month and then she needs to look for something else. The King of Jealousy does not share.
Also, I have taken up trying to catch Yellow Jackets in my mouth. Pretty fun game. My mom keeps telling me I am "gonna be sorry" when I catch one. What does she know? She thinks whoring around with other dogs is cool. Next.
On a final note, I posted some new pics of me and my peeps at the bottom of my blog page. I am one sexy dog. Look at those pictures and tell me TRUTHFULLY that you could walk by me and not pet me. It is scientifically impossible. I am like a magical force that cannot be resisted.
Ok. I have squirrels to chase and toys to steal from Cosmo.
Later dudes.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Musings on my anniversary...

Tomorrow is my birthday!!! Actually, we don't really know when my birthday is, but tomorrow is the one year anniversary of my adoption being final, so that is as good as any day! I am not sure what my mom has planned, but I thought my day would include whining for attention, sleeping on the couch, stealing toys from my siblings, and eating everyone's food.
It is true what they say: A lot can change in a year. I cannot imagine a better life than the one I have now. I have a yard to run in, 3 siblings that let me do whatever I want, and a mom that basically worships me. Ok, so maybe that is the other way around. I seriously don't know what she would do without me. Who would protect her from the monsters in the back yard? Fritz? Hardly. She needs me. For example, last night I decided that she might be cold, so I snuck up behind her when she was sleeping and pressed my body against her back. I decided that the sounds of my deep breathing in my sleep might soothe her, so I pushed my nose into the back of her neck. I wanted her to know that I love her and that she was safe. I am such a sweet boy.
I don't really have much to say, but thought that I should write something in honor of my special day tomorrow. Not only do I get to celebrate my birthday, but I get to celebrate the happiest day ever- when I became a permanent part of this family.
Love to my peeps-
Lou Lou

Sunday, January 2, 2011

A year later

It was a year ago today that my (now) mom drove to Alabama to pick me up from the lady at the rescue organization. She had picked me up from the shelter on New Year's Eve so that I "didn't have to spend the holiday in a shelter." My mom knew from that statement that she and that lady were kindred spirits. On the drive back to Nashville, I cowered in the back seat by myself. I remember sleeping alone in one of the crates that first night. I was scared!
My mom had no intention of keeping me.......she just couldn't stand the thought of a perfectly good dachshund being put to sleep because they needed more room. Dude. It took me about 24 hours to realize I had hit the MOTHER LOAD of homes. Now, I would have preferred to have all the attention to myself, but it was apparent that this woman adored dogs and if I played my cards right, I might be able to stay.
I lathered her with charm. I gave her "the face." I can recall a night a few weeks later when mom called a family meeting to discuss whether I wanted to stay FOREVER. (hell yes, sign me up!!) 5 weeks later it was official! And the rest, as they say, is history.
It's true that it's amazing what a difference a year makes. I went from shelter dog on the chopping block to being the famous face behind the "Save Louie" campaign. Rock star. That, my friends, is how it is done. I still can't explain what it is about me that makes me do special, but my mom knows. She could tell that I was the perfect fit to the family. Then August came around and Cosmo came to live with us and I thought "Jackpot!!" I have a friend who will play with me!
Enough with the musings from this little brown dog......FAT little brown dog, I should say. My thoughts for the new year? "Chin up, your winning lottery ticket is just around the corner." Mine was.