Category Archives: TaMara
It was a big week for me.
9.5 My ears grew, and I can’t do a thing with them. Play date with my friend LFern. I really like her and she knows how to play fun games. We then went on a walk; I led the way and showed her all the sights. And apples, everywhere. I love apples. Really. Love. Apples.
9.6 What a day! Had my first puppy play date. And the boys were there, too. I got to practice going downstairs on carpeted stairs. It’s easy, but when I got home, my person wanted me to practice on the deck stairs. They’re kinda scary and open and steep. But she was patient and showed me how easy it was and there were treats on each step! It took a few minutes and a couple of tries, but now I’m the stair master!
9.7 Crap, it’s morning? I did not want to get out of bed and after I did, I just crawled up on the couch and slept all day. No morning walk for me, I made that clear. (TaMara’s note: he really did make it clear. We walk so the cats have time to eat in peace. He never budged from the couch, so cats ate and he slept.)
9.8 My person worked all day, but by late afternoon I convinced her it was time for a break and we went for a nice walk. Every time we meet people they always say how big I am. I’m not so big, you should see my dad.
9.9 Did my weekly weigh-in today. 33.4 lbs. Wow. 20” at my shoulder. When we got home, my new crate came. I even helped put it together. I love it. (TaMara’s note: “helped” is in the eye of the beholder.)
9.10 I have continued my reluctant mornings. If I snuggle down, my person shuts off that awful ringing sound and I get to sleep tucked under her arm for a bit more. Haven’t had a morning walk all week because I stay on the couch while the cats eat breakfast, no matter how hard it is. Big plus, my person takes me outside for lots of games of tug instead. (TaMara’s note: we’ll get back to morning walks, but he’s been so good, I thought a few days off would be ok. And it has been raining heavily. Tug tires him out pretty good for now and we still do an afternoon walk.)
9.11 Rain, rain go away. The cat called Emma chased me around the house today. My person almost yelled at me, until she realized it was the cat doing the chasing. Then she laughed and told Emma to stop chasing me. Then I laughed – quietly, in my head, don’t want to antagonize the furry one. My person says we may have something called snow tomorrow, can’t wait to see that. Oh, boy, time for another game of tug. If you haven’t played, you really should get yourself a game going. Until next week – Bixby
8.29 My person and I start each morning with a nice, brisk walk. This seems to make her much more relaxed. I’m happy to help. While we are out the cats eat breakfast and when we get back, I get my breakfast. I like mornings.
8.30 Had a play date. Chased boys. I love boys. Let them teach me sit, over and over and over. I didn’t let on that I mastered that weeks ago. I wanted them to feel good.
8.31 My person took me out to a place filled with puppy stuff. I rode in a basket (our vet said I could go if I rode in a basket) and my person let me pick out lots of stuffies. There was something called a “sale” so I got three new ones. Also met lots of people. Everyone wanted to pet me and tell my person how cute I was. I like this place, I hope we go there a lot.
9.1 My new Woobie and I took on the odd member of the pack. He sits quietly all day long, until suddenly he starts to growl and prowls all around the floor. And despite the video evidence below, I did not abandon Woobie and run off. I blame the editor. (TaMara’s note: stick around to the end and judge for yourself).
9.2 I took a pill yesterday and today all I wanted to do was sleep. And sleep. And sleep. (TaMara’s note: he had a bad reaction to his heartworm combo meds. Was not a good day. But he was adorable while sleeping).
9.3 Had my weigh in today. 29.6 lbs, 18” at my shoulders and depending on who is measuring me, 26 or 28 inches long from head to butt. Nobody counts my tail. I don’t know why, I count my tail. It’s a handsome tail. Everyone should have one. Until next week – Bixby