Year of the Dog

So I've been living here with Jake and Bridget for over a year now! They tell me that it was my arrival anniversary on January 24th! It has been an eventful year. Sorry I haven't been able to post lately, but it seems every time I sit down to write, Lucy needs something, so, as a helpful dog, I can't just blog all the time. Sigh.

Yesterday I went to the vet and got a lot of shots, but I was a good good dog. Also, I got a totally clean bill of health, and they rated my body a 5 out of 5!! Seriously!!! I am totally buff. Also, the vet estimates that I am only about 5 years old, not 9 like Jake and Bridget thought. So we're all very excited to realize that I'm such a young, hip dog.

Things are good here in Lowell.

Dog Bless Us, Everyone!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

This is my first Christmas with Jake and Bridget (and Lucy) and I've had a pretty awesome day. I got a special meal of pheasant for dogs! It came out of a can and I was really excited about it, even though Bridget said she thought it looked gross. What does she know?

The peoples cooked bacon, and I got a small snack of it -- I wanted more, because the whole house smelled like bacon! MMMmmmmm.

Santa also brought me a present. It was kinda hard to open with my paws, but I managed (with some help from Bridget). It had a bunch of treats in it and a new squeaky toy! It's a small mallard duck and I like it a lot!




I am also getting along pretty well with this Lucy character who lives here now. Sometimes I check on her for the peoples, just to make sure she's OK. I'm also being increasingly protective -- I bark like mad when the postman or the UPS man or the FedEx man comes to the door. Just making sure they know that just because they bring me packages, I don't have to trust them!

I'm a good dog.

The Times, they are a changin'

So things have been crazy here at my house. Jake and Bridget sent me away, and then brought me back, where I met Bridget's Mom, who took care of me for a few days. We got along OK, but she kept getting up REALLY early and encouraging me to go outside. She didn't get that I am a lazy dog, and that I like to wait until late morning to go outside. But she took good care of me, keeping me fed. I think by the end of her visit, she was a member of the Carter fan club, even if she won't admit it.

While she was here, I got another haircut. Also, the people brought a tree into the house! I tell you, it's a crazy mixed up world!

Then Bridget and Jake finally came back home. And they brought with them this creature they call "the Baby" or "Lucy." At first, I was really really really upset, because this creature makes A LOT of noise. I felt the need to point at the location of the baby, and to whine and cry when she would cry. Then Jake started giving me treats whenever this happened, which was awesome. Eventually, he stopped doing that, and I have chilled out, but still, that creature is VERY LOUD.

I have continued to make regular raids on the kitchen, as well as any bags that are left within reach of my nose. I made multiple attempts to grab some English muffins from the kitchen, but only got an empty box. I also found myself an entire pack of red licorice in Jessamy's bag (that was awesome! I never even knew I liked red licorice! YUM!).

Additionally, the weather around here has been nuts, with all this snow and ice around. It's rather hard on my poor paws, so I often have to get some help from Jake to get the snow out from between my toes, and to warm me up after our walks. My bed is now located next to a radiator, so I stay nice and toasty while I'm indoors.

That's all for now. I am hoping that Santa will bring me some nice new treats for Christmas. And I hope all my readers get their Christmas wishes, too!

Change is in the air

So as you can see from yet another new position for my personal couch, things have been a little weird around here lately. The humans are moving furniture around and cleaning and getting all kinds of weird new stuff. Bridget has been lying on the futon a lot, and when she does this, I get to sit there too, which is awesome. I've been very snuggly, and she says this is being a good helper.

Tonight I get to go to Aunt Paula's, which of course, will be awesome. But I get the sense that things are going to be different somehow when I get back. I wonder what this November Surprise is going to be.

Happy Halloween!

Wag-a-Paw-Looza, Lowell MA

The day didn't start out so great. The peoples were setting up things for this "baby" that is supposed to arrive, and they seemed to think it would be funny to put me in this cage. I think it is undignified.









But then they more than made up for it later on, and it offically became an awesome day. My peoples took me to Wag-a-Paw-Looza, a great big outdoor festival for dogs. We're trying to raise money for Lowell Unleashed, a group that wants to get a dog park in Lowell. The first exciting thing that happened was that while Bridget was paying my admission and Jake was filling out the registration, I totally ran under the registration table and stole a doggie goodie bag! They caught me before I could get away with it, but the afternoon was off to an auspicious beginning! Treats! There were treats in that goodie bag!

One of the very exciting things there was the dog agility contest. We stood and watched for a while as other dogs ran through the course, and then we found out that I was welcome to try. Well, didn't I show my peoples! I was really good at the agility course. It didn't hurt that there were treats to be had. I, after all, very food-motivated.
This first step was easy!



















Here's the obstacles I ran between:


Here I am going through the tube!


I even walked over this scary see-saw thing!


I ran up and over this crazy thing:


















I even jumped through a hoop!




There were so many many many dogs there! It was amazing! There was even a doggie costume contest:

Pantry Security Update

The peoples continue to leave the pantry unguarded, despite my many recent attacks on it during their absences. Yesterday, while the peoples were out doing their shopping (which included buying new treats for me 'cause I'm such a good dog), I attempted to obtain treats with my own paws. I somehow (oh how the peoples wish they could have seen this!) dragged this sealed container of treats from the pantry floor all the way to my bed in the office. It shows the marks of a struggle, but it would not open! It was SO frustrating!