Today’s blog will be short because the Mid-Atlantic region and Eastern Seaboard of the United States is bracing for the Frankenstorm (Hurricane Sandy). We are expecting high winds, downed trees, no electricity and possible flooding in the Washington D.C. area. I hope it’s bark is worst than it’s bite. So everyone on the east coast, be safe!
Just to keep things light…
Everyone run to the nearest grocery store and buy milk, bread and toilet paper! Hurry!! Go and buy it anyway even if you don’t need it! When you arrive to said grocery store, fight through a log jam of cars in the parking lot, get pushed around and trampled in the herd of people, look at the shelves and sigh in disappointment. Shelves have been emptied since Friday!
We’re not going to let a little hurricane dampen the mood. Today is a very special day. I’d like to wish my friend Danny a happy 1st birthday!!!!!! He’s a trouble maker just like me so I’m sure he will spend his birthday getting into hijinks and looking all cute doing it. Danny is a rescue kitty. He’s got a long extensive story too. Maybe he will blog about it one day (hint hint). I hope you have a wonderful day bud!
As for me, I spent a wonderful autumn weekend at MOG’s house. There were so many leaves on the ground, I didn’t know which ones to fetch. Here’s a collage of me chillin’ in the fall foliage. As usual, I had tons of fun being outside and chewing on sticks.
You’ll have to pardon me for ending this blog on a teaser but I need to go dig up some dirt in case we need to fill up sand bags. Until next time! ~ Luke
Howdy Ho Ranger Joe!
As promised, here is my blog on last weekend’s visit to MOG’s house (aka my other grandparents, aka the farm). I was soooo excited when we arrived at the farm on Saturday. I knew exactly where I was! I ran inside the house anticipating a big celebration. To my surprise, NO ONE WAS THERE!!! Egad!
Nada. Nunca. Nilch. Nothing.
Nobody was home! How could this be?! Did MOG forget I was coming over? I checked every nook and cranny in case everyone was hiding for my surprise party and accidentally fell asleep. I was really sad and I whined. 😦
Mommy and Poppa Josh took me outside to play while we waited for MOG to come home. Being outdoors always makes me happy so I quickly forgot I was sad. First, I posed for my “Blue Steel” shot with the pumpkins and got bored. I was uninspired. The lighting wasn’t right! What I wanted to do was pull down the cornstalks.
I stopped pulling on the cornstalks because I was distracted by the turkey, peacocks and chickens saying hello to me. So I ran over to say, “Greetings and salutations!”
I had to stop my conversation short when I saw a tree that was laying on the ground. I was fascinated by such a simple concept. Trees usually stand upright. Why was this one laying down? Was it tired? It turns out grandpa had to cut down some sick trees.
If a tree falls down in MOG’s backyard and no one hears it, does it make a sound? Here’s a better question. Does a sick tree cough?
I don’t know the answer. However, this is where I discovered a new sport…log rolling. Yep. You heard me correctly. I will enter the next log rolling competition. What do you mean you compete on water?! Are you sure it’s not on land? Never mind. I’ll have to find a new hobby. One that doesn’t involve water until I’m ready to take my first swim.
Just when my ADD was about to kick in, I heard a car. MOG’s home!!!!! Grandma was so happy to see me! She left her car with the engine running at the bottom of the long driveway, ran over to me and squeezed me silly.
I spent the night at MOG’s and stayed there until Sunday night. I had a wonderful time! Grandma and Josh’s sister both agreed that I grew really big but I still acted like a puppy. More importantly, they said I’m still Luke. Fame hasn’t corrupted me yet! 😉
I can’t wait until I see them again…which will be tonight! I’m spending the weekend at MOG’s. Yeah! ~Luke
I had so much fun yesterday! I visited my great grandma and my cousin Lita. My great grandma is 92 years old. That’s a lot in dog years. Great grandma thinks I’m cute. It’s too bad she is unable to bend down and play with me so I was gentle with her. I didn’t jump on her at all.
As soon as we got out of the car, I wanted to run inside the house. Lita was in the basement so she didn’t hear me. She came upstairs when Aunt Kwyn called her name. I brought over my new bag of Organix Chicken Cookies to share with her. At first Lita didn’t want my healthy snack so I ate mine and hers. After a few times spitting them out, she ate one…then two…then three…and all of the sudden ate more treats than me. I am happy to report that Lita loves them as much as I do!
We did the normal stuff. She chased me around the house and I hid under the tables and chairs. I confess to initiating the chase a few times by jumping on her. It’s all horse play.
We played chase the puppy until I was pooped out. Aunt Kwyn gave us a fresh bowl of water and Lita was very nice. She let me drink first even though she was parched. Then Aunt Kwyn took us both for a walk at the same time (she’s brave). We walked around the block and I saw the next door neighbor’s little children. They asked their mom if Lita had a baby. Haha! Lita was not amused. 😉 When we came back inside, I played with Lita’s toy spider while she was gulping down water without me. How rude!
Great grandma came out of her room to eat so both Lita and I were curious what she was eating. We were hoping she would drop something on the floor so we could get it. Darn! Nothing. Since I couldn’t get table scraps, it was time to initiate another round of chase the puppy.
Shortly after the picture of me on the stairs was taken, great grandma called Aunt Kwyn into her room for the millionth time. It was just enough unsupervised time for me to get into a little hijinks. I dug into the potted plant and spread dirt all over the living room carpet. Oh boy, Aunt Kwyn was upset at me! She called me Lucas. I knew I was in BIG trouble!
I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t help myself. Temptation was right there within eye level. Sigh.
Aunt Kwyn said she would come back another day with the carpet shampoo machine to clean up my mess. I will tag along and assist her. I promise to be a good boy next time!
I’m a little verklempt. My weight for this week is 33.5 pounds. This means I only gained 1.5 pounds this past week. I’ve been consistently gaining 3 pounds a week for the past couple months so this is a big deal! I know I’m 18 weeks old, which means my accelerated growth is likely slowing down. But man oh man, I feel like I was placed on a diet or something. Wait a minute! I WAS!!!
No wonder my new harness doesn’t fit me yet! It’s been two weeks since I outgrew my old one. All this walking around with a leash hooked to my collar is no fun. It doesn’t look like I made progress in fitting my harness at all. I’m amending my goal and striving to fit it by the end of the month. We shall see!
Yesterday, Uncle Tony stopped by during his lunch break and gave me a Scooby snack. I can always count on him for some munchies! He says I look huge since he saw me last. It’s only been 4 days! It’s good to know I’m still growing even if I’m not gaining 3 pounds a week. Mommy made me feel better too. She says I grew longer and leaner instead of wider.
I played with Uncle Tony for a bit. He thought something was wrong with me because I wasn’t my normal rambunctious self. I told him I was still tired from my eventful weekend. I promised Uncle Tony that the next time I see him, I will tackle him! 😉
I spent most of yesterday playing with every single one of my toys. I have way too many to count. I have some upstairs and I have some downstairs. If I want to play with a particular toy upstairs, I run up there and play by myself. It doesn’t matter if no one is there. I’m not afraid. I’m a big boy now!
I also took advantage of the late afternoon sunshine to soak in the rays. I went for a long walk, met up with some doggie friends, then chilled in the backyard. Here are a few pics of me doing one of my favorite things…chewing on a stick.
I may visit my cousin Lita today. I’m not sure yet. For now, I’m happy and content playing with my squeaky tennis ball and sampling all the new organic snacks mommy bought me yesterday. Yummy! ~ Luke
I’m feeling so energized today!!!!! It’s as if I slept all of yesterday to recharge my batteries. Wait a sec, I did sleep through Monday! Since I pretended to be Rip Van Winkle, I’m really feisty and all I want to do is play today.
I’ve been playing with my toys all morning but I really want to go for a long walk around the neighborhood so I can sniff scents and follow trails…the beagle part of me. Then retrieve all the pine cones that have fallen onto the ground…the lab part of me.
Yesterday, the only times I woke up were to go for a walk and eat. Most of the time, I was sleeping under the couch. Every once in a while I would surface and hop onto the couch.
While I was taking my siesta yesterday, I had a thought. I decided to change the appearance of my blog page to a beach theme as an encouragement and motivation to LOVE water. It’s a little embarrassing to admit this but I’m afraid of H2O. Maybe it’s the beagle side of me coming out but as far as everyone is concerned, I have the traits of a labrador. I have webbed paws for goodness sake! They’re designed for swimming.
As far as baths are concerned, NO DOG likes getting a bath (it’s in our Union agreement) so it’s okay for me to want to jump out of the bathtub while slathered up in soap. Right? At the mention of bath time, I roll on my back to prevent being carried into the tub. So far, this strategy hasn’t quite worked out. 😦
Bath time is one thing but rain is another thing. I don’t like rain! It’s cold water. At least my bath water is warm. I love going for walks but the rain ruins it. If it’s raining, I’ll run back inside without taking care of business.
I’ve left mommy and Aunt Kwyn standing in the rain sooo many times. I try not to laugh at them but they look absolutely silly standing out there in a raincoat and galoshes. It’s fine by me if you guys want to get wet but I’ll be in the house where it’s nice and dry. Don’t worry peeps! I’ve never made an oopsie inside the house because I didn’t take care of business while it’s raining out.
I’m absolutely not a fan of torrential downpours where I’m soaked within 10 seconds of being outside. Every time this has happened, I try to jump on whoever is walking me (to be held and protected), as if they will shield me from the water.
However, there is a silver lining to these dark and wet storm clouds. When I’m playing outside, I find the biggest puddle of water to run across. So I guess I don’t mind water when I’m playing. Maybe before it gets too cold outside, we’ll test out this theory on a warm autumn day by the stream, lake or beach. I’ll definitely keep you posted. Until next time!
Actually it’s not a manic monday. It’s a stay in bed and sleep all day Monday. I am plum tuckered out after this weekend’s activities. I’ve been quiet as a mouse all morning. The good news is, I don’t need a bath because I had one last week!
On Saturday, I went to a lacrosse game with mommy. It was a little cool out there so I wore my Redskins jersey (they broke my heart by losing Sunday’s game so we shan’t talk about that).
My oh my the attention I attracted at George Mason University! Every guy came up to me because I was da bomb! You want to take a picture of me? Fo’ shizzle my nizzle! No prob bro. Just stand in line. I’ll take care of you. Next!
The remainder of my weekend was spent at MOG’s. The good news is, Josh’s parents remember me! I’m a little bigger but it’s still meeee! I’ll save the stories for another day when I’m not so pooped out. For the meantime, here are a couple pics of me preparing for Halloween.
Time for another siesta. Zzzzzzzzzzz. ~Luke
Lukie Lukie Loo! Say it like Scooby Dooby Doo! That’s what Uncle Tony called me yesterday. I LOVE it when he comes by for a visit. We get to play rough. I was plum tuckered out when he left.
I also LOVE it when Josh comes by to play too. Lots of rough housing! It must be a guy thing. As much as I love mommy and Aunt Kwyn, they do not play like boys.
Speaking of Josh, I am excited about my weekend visit to MOG (my other grandparents). I hope they recognize me! It’s been a few weeks since I’ve stopped by for a visit. Back then, I was 10 pounds lighter and still had my baby face.
I love sticks. I love digging. I love retrieving. I love rolling in dirt. I love running around. I love being outdoors. This is why I have soooo much fun when I visit Josh’s parents house. They have so much land, I love exploring every nook and cranny!
I’d like to share with you pictures from the last time I was there, which was early September. A big thunderstorm knocked down a bunch of tree branches. I came over and helped Josh remove them. Proof that I earned my keep. Have a great weekend! ~ Luke
All work and no play is a foreign language to me. I finished my chores. Now it’s time to have some fun! Did I ever mention that I have ADD? 😉
I had a rough morning. I was asleep and went for a stretch. Next thing I knew, I fell off the bed in a loud plop! I was startled and stayed on the floor for a bit before jumping back on bed.
To boot, I’m starving over here! Where is Uncle Tony when I need some Scooby snacks?! I hope he stops by during his lunch break.
Since my visit to the vet on Monday (and I was called wide not fat), my food has been reduced. I’m eating 1/2 a cup less of food than I used to. It doesn’t sound like a big deal until it’s a big deal when my stomach growls! By the time dinner rolls around, I inhale my food. Mommy and Aunt Kwyn decided to divide the food out so I still receive lunch. It’s a tiny portion compared to before…but something is certainly better than nothing!
Let’s see. Did anything interesting happen in 24 hours since my last blog? Hmm. I was Aunt Kwyn’s shadow yesterday. If I wasn’t outside, I was mostly in her office. Some repair work was being done around the house and there were too many tools and equipment laying around. It wasn’t safe for me to run amuck and get into trouble…or maybe escape through the back door again. 😉
I heard banging noises and loud machines being used. I wanted to know what was out there! I whined and whined and whined. So Aunt Kwyn took me for a long walk around the neighborhood. We came back and I tried to fall asleep but that didn’t last very long. I was bored so I jumped on Aunt Kwyn. I wanted to play! She took me for another long walk and we played fetch by the golf course. This repeated several times throughout the day.
Round two starts in a bit when the handyman comes back to finish all his projects. Guess who will be outside taking multiple long walks and playing fetch again? Meeeee!!!!!
Did I ever mention that I have ADD? I have a very short attention span. I’m very much like my mommy. Oh, what’s that over there? I think it’s time to play with toys. What was I doing again? Oh, yeah. Did I ever mention that I have ADD? 😛
Until next time! ~ Luke
I had an interesting afternoon yesterday shortly after I published my blog. Aunt Lynn (it’s really grandma but she doesn’t like to be called that) had a handyman stop by to give an estimate on all the stuff that needs to be repaired around the house. Let the record show that these were pre-existing before I lived here. I DID NOT DO ANY DAMAGE TO THE HOUSE.
Anyhoo, one of the things that needs to be fixed is the back door. Aunt Lynn says the handyman must have opened it so he could check it out. Somehow I slipped through and no one knew I was missing!!!!! Aunt Kwyn was in her office wondering why I was so quiet. She thought I was a really good boy, quietly following Aunt Lynn and the handyman around the house. Boy was she wrong!
Luckily, the blinds in the office happened to be pulled up and the window was opened because I spent the morning looking outside. Aunt Kwyn heard a little clinky noise and it sounded like a dog tag. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a little black dog prancing across the front yard. She did a double take and looked again.
It was me!!!!! I was heading straight to the front door. She ran to the door and I was already there, waiting for her to open it. I’m pretty sure I would’ve barked if no one opened the door. Aunt Kwyn almost had a heart attack. Don’t worry. I’m okay. I’m safe.
She doesn’t know where I went or what hijinks I may have gotten into but Aunt Kwyn estimates that I was outside alone for 10-15 minutes. I know what I did out there but I’m not telling anyone. 😛 When I came inside the house, the first thing I did was jump on Aunt Kwyn. I missed her soooo much! I gave her kisses all over and she squeezed me tight until my eyeballs popped. Then I went straight to the water bowel and drank it until there was nothing left. Afterward, I fell asleep.
Aunt Kwyn thinks that I ran around our yard and the surrounding property, retrieving nick nacks, having a grand ole time until I was pooped out and ready to come back in. Uncle Luu was all upset when he came home and heard what happened. He picked me up and hugged me. He told me never to run away ever again.
I’m really a codependent dog. I don’t like being alone inside or outside so there was no risk of me running away forever. However, I scared Aunt Kwyn because there’s a road behind our house by the middle school and cars speed down there.
This goes to show you have to watch me ALL THE TIME! Anyone notice a common theme developing? Something tells me I’m going to be microchipped. 😮 ~ Luke
First I’d like to amend yesterday’s blog. I almost bit off a finger for real! I was playing fetch outside yesterday and I accidentally grabbed Aunt Kwyn’s finger and chomped down on it instead of the stick. Sorry. Are we still friends? Love you. Bye bye.
Guess what? I am 17 weeks old and I weigh 32 pounds. I went to the vet for a follow up yesterday and she recommended that we cut back on my food a tiny bit. She didn’t call me fat…just wide. It’s because I’ve got the double whammy of being both a lab and a beagle. These two breeds are notorious for overeating. We must be proactive so I can maintain my svelte figure.
Do you hear this Uncle Tony? You must resist my charm and stay strong because I Scooby Doo you all the time! Mommy says she loves me just the way I am and it’s okay if I have Shakira/Beyonce hips and a J. Lo booty. But we will cut down on my food because I want to be healthy.
I received my rabies and bordetella injections yesterday. Do you know what this means? Quarantine is over and I can play with dogs that I don’t know!!! Whooooppeeeee!
I didn’t cry or whimper like last week. I was a big boy and took it like a man! I’m also happy to report that I didn’t need Benadryl this time. No adverse effects. I’m healthy as a horse.
Something shocking did happen to me at the vet clinic and it had nothing to do with cutting back on my food. All this time I’ve been loved by sooooo many people, it’s ridiculous. Well, that changed yesterday. While I was waiting for Aunt Kwyn to pay the bill, a grumpy old man with a little lap dog yelled at me. He said I barked too much and I was too loud. How rude! I just wanted to play with his dog. Aunt Kwyn was irritated at him. She almost set me loose so I could jump on that little dog. But she was nice. She pet me and said I was a good boy. Yes I am!
On to lighter news. I’m using today’s blog to reminisce on how much I’ve grown since I was a 7 week old and 10 pound baby. For starters, I tripled my weight. I may whimper like a baby at times but I don’t bark like one anymore. I’ve got a strong big boy bark now. I don’t howl like a beagle all the time but it comes out every once in a while.
I’m very smart and catch on quickly. I know the difference between the drawer where treats are kept and the drawer where medicine is kept. If the treat drawer is opened, I sit right there waiting for a Scooby snack. If the medicine drawer is opened, I immediately run and hide under the chair.
I also learned a lot of new vocabulary. I know how to sit and stay…but whether or not I obey is a different story. 😉 I know what “no” and “bad boy” means. My favorites are “who wants yummy,” “go get the ball” and “let’s go for a walk.” I also understand “who is that?” and “where’s your toy.” I’m beginning to catch on to “go for a car ride.” Just imagine how much smarter and well behaved I’ll be when I take obedience classes!
Speaking of car rides, I love sticking my head out the window and having my ears flop! I need goggles. It would make a great Christmas present. Hint. Hint. Santa Claus, are you reading this?
Here’s an interesting story. Last week I was in the backyard at night. It was pitch black out there. I saw something in the dark about 100 feet away so I started growling in case it was Yogi Bear and Boo Boo trying to steal my stash of Scooby Snacks (we live by the Blue Ridge mountains and sometimes bears wander into neighborhoods looking for food). I acted tough at first and inched towards it. Then I got scared and panicked. I sort of hid behind Aunt Kwyn for protection…save the young, sacrifice the old! Well, she turned on the back light so she could see what I was growling at. She was prepared to protect us from zombies! To our surprise, it was a bunny rabbit. Yep! A big old frightening looking rascally rabbit. I believe he called himself Bugs Bunny. When we walked up closer to him, he hopped away. I started using my beagle nose and sniffed the area. I realized rabbits are the ones who manufacture these M&M pellets that I like to eat. I know. I know. Eeeewwww. Bad boy. It’s not good for me. But they’re everywhere! I’m just trying to help clean up the yard.
I recently discovered that behind these things called blinds, are windows! Oh my! What a discovery! I can see everything and everyone outside now! What took me so long? I feel gypped the last couple months.
Here’s an idea of how much I’ve grown in the past couple months. This is me in my medium sized harness back in August. It was too big on me at first. I weighed about 13 little baby pup pup pounds. This was the smallest setting.
By September, my harness fit just right. I was a handsome young bloke. It looked really good on me. I prefered walking around the neighborhood with my harness because I didn’t choke.
I even know the routine! Left foot in one loop. Right foot in other loop. Don’t bite it! Click. Let’s go for a walk.
Then October rolled around and someone must have zapped it with a shrinking gun. The extensions were maxed out and it was getting tighter by the day!
Mommy bought me a large sized harness last week. Unfortunately, it doesn’t fit me yet. Way too loose. It makes no sense because it’s the same brand, just one size bigger. Why wouldn’t they start the setting where the medium size left off? I’m writing a letter to customer service after I publish this blog. They need to hear my 2 cents. It’s been quite unpleasant being leashed up by my collar this week…and it’s ONLY Tuesday!
I will remain optimistic and strive for fitting into my harness by the end of the week. I’ve got things to do this weekend. Places to go. Doggies to play with. Wish me luck! ~ Luke
Does this cherubic face look like that of a trouble maker? Don’t answer!!!
I’ve been a really good puppy. All of my toys definitely keep me occupied and out of too much trouble…but sometimes I can’t help myself. I like to steal shoes and put them in my bed. I love sneakers! There’s something about shoelaces that tempt me with their siren song (Homer’s The Odyssey…for those who don’t know what I’m talking about). I hear them whisper, “Luuuukkkiiieeee. Come hither. Chew on us. We’re yummy.” How is a pup supposed to resist?!
To date, the worst thing I did was destroy a brand new pair of leather dress shoes. That’s all. Oh, and fuzzy pink house slippers but those don’t count because they were old. Um yeah…maybe some flip flops too. No one’s keeping score, right?
Mommy had to buy a carpet shampoo machine because of my oopsies. I need to go for a walk every 30 minutes when I have a tummy full of water. Sometimes I just can’t hold it. I have a small bladder, okay?! I learned to bark when I need to take care of business. All mommy has to do is figure out what I’m saying.
So far, I’ve spared the furniture…I don’t like the taste of that icky bitter spray. Speaking of furniture, back when I was 8 weeks old, there was an incident with the kitchen table. I was biting the curled metal leg from the table and it bit me back. I needed help getting freed because my mouth was stuck. I yelped like a baby! I definitely learned my lesson and never did it again.
By far, the scariest thing I did was chew on mommy’s plastic hanger that fell onto the ground. This was a few weeks ago so it’s still traumatic. Excuse me while I shudder a bit and curl into the fetal position. Alright Luke, be a man! Whimpering is okay but don’t cry too much. Take a deep breath and tell everyone what happened.
I WAS HOOKED LIKE A FISH!!!!!!
The hook from the hanger got caught deep in my mouth. I cried because it was really scary and I didn’t know how to get it out. It scared my mommy too! I was yelping and my mommy was yelping! She was talking on the phone with Josh and dropped it. He had no idea what was going on! All he heard was us screaming and yelping and screaming and yelping. Then mommy’s dad (I call him Uncle Luu) was outside banging on the bedroom door asking us if we were okay. It was quite a commotion! Mommy safely removed the hanger from my mouth but it literally scared the poop out of me. I made a little accident on my blankie. 😦
We told Aunt Kwyn what happened and she checked my mouth and throat. All my teeth were still there. No scratches inside my mouth. I could still swallow…I could still bark…I could still eat like a horse. All was good. But I’m NEVER coming close to a clothes hanger again.
In case you haven’t figured it out, I’ve been mouthing a lot because I’m teething. I’m much better at letting go of arms, fingers, legs, toes, etc. So far, I only bit off one finger. Kidding! I’m just checking to see if you’re paying attention. 🙂 I let go of whatever I’m chomping on when a toy is shoved in my mouth instead. But I’ve put holes in shirts, pants, shorts, pajamas and socks. Oopsy!
Check out these pictures of my teeth.
But I digress. Let’s get back to the topic at hand. Statistically speaking, I’m a good boy 99% of the time. This means I only get into hijinks 1% of the time. So you see, on the grand scale of how much trouble a puppy can get into, I’m really at the very bottom.
I’m supervised ALL THE TIME so it’s hard for me to destroy much. If no one is home, I sleep in my cage where I can’t do much damage. I get tons of exercise and I love to play fetch. On the weekends, mommy takes me to her lacrosse games that she coaches. I also visit Josh’s parents house too. They have lots and lots of land and I run all over the place. But this will be another blog at another time.
Here are some pictures of me doing something incriminating. My nickname is Trouble for a reason. Until next time! ~ Luke
I just wanted to share some of my friends with you. I’ve been quarantined from dogs I don’t know because I haven’t received all my shots yet. So I’ve been hanging out with friends and family.
I’m going to have a lot more friends after I get my rabies shot next week. Since I’m a social butterfly, my schedule will be booked with lots and lots of play dates very soon!
These are my friends from Josh’s parents house. They have a menagerie of animals there. I know how to say their names but I don’t know how to spell their names. What can I say, I’m only 4 months old.
This is my cousin Lita. We went to Pearmund Cellars when I was just a wee lad. It’s the first vineyard I’ve ever visited. People ate me up! And I ate all the stuff they dropped onto the ground. Everyone thought Lita was my mommy.
My friend Danny came by to spend the night. He was 10 months old when we met. So he’s a kitten. I was his first exposure to a dog so he was a little nervous. We didn’t get a chance to take a picture together. By the next morning, Danny was more at ease as he explored the upstairs loft while Aunt Kwyn put me on a leash in case I got too rough.
Mommy took me to a baby shower she threw for her friend Isabel. There were so many people there and they all loved me. The best thing was there were two babies there! I was very gentle with them. Let’s be frank, I was a sweetheart.
Last but not least. I’d like to introduce you to my frenemy, Angry Bird. We shall meet, high noon. Bring your weapon.
Until we meet again for the first time! ~ Luke
All Hallow’s Eve is right around the corner and I don’t know what costume I should wear. Please help me figure it out ASAP before all the good stuff is gone!
Should I be one of Peter Pan’s Lost Boys?
Should I be a tough guy in skulls and crossbones?
Or should I be a burlesque dancer?
Since I’m still small and cuddly, being a bumble bee was suggested. However, there’s been a lot of talk about dressing me up as a skunk. I’ve already mastered the smell so that part is taken care of. FYI…not EVERY stinky smell comes from me.
Wouldn’t it be cool to paint a white stripe down my back? Is there such a thing as non-toxic paint for dogs?
Let me know if you have a great costume idea or if you know of some really cool Halloween events in the DC area that allow dogs.
So here’s my number. Call me, maybe?
Hey ya’ll! The Washington Nationals play their first post season game at home this afternoon. They’re playing against the St. Louis Cardinals who are the defending World Series Champs. So far the series is tied 1-1. Go Nats! Unfortunately, I do not have their jersey nor will I purchase one. I’m a casual fan and I’ll cheer for them. However I will not ride the Natitude bandwagon.
I also root for the Baltimore Orioles. No Orioles jersey for me either. The Trans used to live in Maryland so the O’s were their team since the beginning of time. The O’s haven’t been in the postseason since 1997 so this is exciting. They play the dreaded New York Yankees this evening. This series is also tied 1-1.
This household cheers for the Washington Redskins. I know. I know. I’ll suffer from years and years of heartache and disappointment but I love them Hogs. If RGIII can protect his noggin a little better and fully heal from his concussion, maybe we’ll be respectable this season.
Speaking of heartache and disappointment, there’s no NHL hockey this season! The owners have locked out the players until they agree on a new labor contract. Blah blah blah. Get on with it all ready!
I ROCK THE RED! I Love the Washington Capitals. They need to hurry up and start playing soon because I will outgrow my jersey…and this is the biggest size they have.
Don’t ask me about the Washington Wizards. Blah! At least they got rid of that ugly blue and gold wizard logo and changed their colors back to red, white and blue.
The Nationals game is about to begin. I must rummage the fridge for some doggie beer and pupcorn, then turn on the telly.
Let’s not kid around here. I don’t eat this stuff. I’ll be noshing on some Stella and Chewy’s dehydrated beef patties. Until next time.
Hi! My name is Luke and I’m a rescue dog. I’m a black lab/beagle mix. I have a sunny disposition and I’m a happy-go-lucky pup.
My mommy’s name is Jenny. You can find all my pictures on her Facebook page. As for me, I’m not a sheep, therefore I do not have Facebook. 😉
My birthday is on June 15, 2012. I may be one of the youngest puppy bloggers out there at almost 17 weeks old (with Aunt Kwyn’s help). Precocious, I know.
My story starts out sad…cue violin music. My siblings and I were born in Alabama. Someone heard us crying in a field at night while it was raining. We ended up being taken to an animal shelter in North Carolina. Unfortunately, it was a high kill shelter. Yoiks!
An animal rescue group in Maryland heard about us and agreed to take us in. Someone from the shelter drove us from North Carolina to Maryland and left us in a box by the front door. The rescue group was closed on the weekend so we remained in the box until Monday morning. It was summertime and hot. We were infested with fleas, mange and worms. Double yoiks!
I’m happy to report that all of my siblings and I were adopted. While we were being fostered, I was the most active and playful of the litter. I was the first puppy to wake up every morning and all I wanted to do was play, play, play and play some more. This is why Josh, who is mommy’s boyfriend, picked me. So does this make him puppy daddy?!
My home is in Gainesville. Virginia…not Florida. I picked the Trans to be my indentured slaves. Let’s be for realz here. I own them. They keep me warm and safe. They feed, walk and play with me. Most important of all, they love me to pieces. I made a great choice!
Due to all of my medical malaise, I was put on too many antibiotics. I was full of poison! This made me a sick puppy. Triple yoiks!
Thank goodness Aunt Kwyn has a friend who is a holistic veterinarian. Dr. Kim came over and checked on me. I’m currently being detoxed! I’ve been taking probiotics, milk thistle, organic raw unfiltered apple cider vinegar with the ‘mother’ and aloe…not all at once, of course.
I’m feeling stronger and stronger every day. I’m on a high protein, grain-free, mostly organic diet. What can I say? I eat healthier than most humans. But don’t let my healthy diet fool you. I will Scobby Doo you for junk food treats (just ask Uncle Tony). My belly is never full!
I’ve been gaining about 3 pounds a week. I’m currently 29.5 pounds but I’m still growing into my paws. The “experts” guesstimate that I will be around 50 pounds. We shall see.
This is a picture of me this morning, surrounded by a bunch of my toys.
I hope you enjoyed my first foray into the blogosphere. Below are some pics from the first week I was adopted. We’ve got a couple months of my adventures to catch up on so you’ll be hearing and seeing a lot more of me soon. Until next time! ~Luke