Suppertime!

One of my favorite times of day is Suppertime.  I get to celebrate Suppertime twice a day.  I wish it was more often, but it's not up to me. :-(

Whenever it's Suppertime, I feel joyous and happy.  I think that the great puppy actor, Snoopy, demonstrates my feelings very well in this dramatic monologue:

I know it's suppertime when I hear the sound of my bowl leaving the floor and the rustle of my food bag.  Sometimes, my people try to be very careful to not make those sounds, but I can always hear them.

When I hear the sounds, I run over to watch my supper being made.  Once it's made, I don't get it right away.  I have to earn it!  First, I must come when called.  Then comes the hard part.  I must sit while my people walk to the serving area.  This is very, very difficult.  Sometimes, I have to wait as long as one minute.  I know this doesn't sound long, but remember that it is actually seven dog minutes!

Trying to be patient...I found that it helps me to wait if I sing a little song to myself.  Of course, the lyrics to Snoopy's Suppertime song cannot be matched, but I am pretty happy with my song.  It goes like this:

Hooray!  It's Suppertime, a-rum-pum.

I arrive to fill my tum-tum.

Lovely beef, lentils, and peas.  May I have seconds sir, please?

I can never get quite enough, it's rough, rough.

I never seem to get seconds.  Drat!

Anyhow, after waiting forever, I've finally earned my supper.  I eat my meal pretty quickly.  Then comes the most important part.  Most people (and even many puppies) don't realize that there's a bit of an art to getting all of the flavor out of the bowl.  After I finish the food, I lick the bowl clean.  Then, I get a little extra water on my tongue to finish the job.  That's a useful tip that you can use at your next meal.  I even made a demonstration video on YouTube.

I wish that my people would use this technique.  I'm shocked and dismayed on a daily basis by the amount of flavor they leave on their dishes after every meal.  My people are great, but they have some strange behaviors.

I hope you enjoyed reading about my Suppertime experiences.  I know that I could write about it all day!

Need a Vacation from my Vacation

I still have a lot to blog about, but this weekend, I went to camp at Taurus.  My people went somewhere for the weekend where dogs weren't allowed, so I got to play all day, every day with my great puppy buddies at camp!

It was very, very fun, but now I'm too tired to blog.  I just want to sleep.

I'm so tired...

Don't worry, though.  I rest up pretty quickly and know I'll write more soon!  Even when I'm tired, I keep an eye out for new things to write about.  As Head of Security for my neighborhood, I can never get too comfortable.

Always vigilant!

First Day of School

Remembering about my adoption day made me think about my first day of school.  After living in my new home and getting comfortable for about a month, my people announced that it was time for me to start going to school.

I wasn't really sure what to think.  I had just dealt with a lot of change moving to this new house, and I wasn't really ready for more change.  On the other hand, my people were so nice to me and played with me and gave me good food and so much love that I figured if they wanted to send me to school, it would be a good thing... I hoped!

They gave me a backpack full of everything I'd need for my first day of school and we drove off.

Nervously awaiting my new adventure

On the way to school, I wondered what it would be like.  Would the other puppies be nice to me?  Would they play with me?  Would they be as fast as me?  I was also scared that I'd have to play with dogs that were too big and strong for me.

Finally, we arrived at school.  The sign said "Taurus Training and Doggie Play Day".  I wasn't sure what "Taurus Training" was, but "Doggie Play Day" sounded awesome!  When I arrived, the people were so, so nice and told me that I'd make a lot of friends today.  They were right!  I played with friendly dogs that were just my size!

I even got to be on TV for a few seconds, which was really cool!

When I left, I knew that I had a lot of fun.  However, I wasn't sure that I did everything I was supposed to do because everything was so new.  I didn't have to worry anymore when my people read my report card to me.  They even put it on the fridge when we got home.  I was so proud!

Here it is!

My Report CardAddy, Yoshi, Lulu, and Kimberly were so nice to me that first day.  They made me feel comfortable and made sure I had fun.  Now that I've been going to school for 3 years, I try to return the favor for any new puppies.  I hope that I help them feel as good about their first day of school as I felt about mine.

Adoption Day!

Sunday was exactly 3 years since my adoption day!  That got me thinking about my adoption day.  It was scary and exciting and unexpected and it turned out to be the happiest day of my life.  I wasn't so sure at the time, though.

I was living with my wonderful foster family and spending my days at Doggie Deli.  Doggie Deli is the best place on earth for puppies to spend their day.  There are great treats and toys everywhere, and other friendly puppies were coming in all day.  My foster family was very nice to me.  The only very minor problem was that there was so much excitement all the time.  I'm a calm pup by nature and it could be a little overwhelming at times.  I was very, very, very happy, though!

One day, two people came in who I had met once before.  They were very nice, but they didn't have a puppy with them.  This time, though, they bought a whole bunch of great stuff for puppies like food, treats, and toys.  I thought that they were going to make some puppy very happy. 

I was very surprised when they put a collar and leash on me and took me to their car!  This didn't really seem right since nobody else took me to their car before.  My bed was in their car, which was even weirder.  They put me in my bed and then started driving.  Yikes!  I think they made a mistake.

However, while one of the people was driving, the other kept talking to me softly and calmly and told me how happy I was going to be.  There was something soothing about the voice that made me believe that it was true.

Finally, we got to the house and went inside.  It was nice, but I was feeling pretty worried.

I was pretty worried at first...Would these people treat me nice like my foster family, or would they treat me mean like the people I met when I was born?  Would they remember to play with me, walk me, and most importantly, would they remember to feed me?

Guess what!?  They remembered all of those things and more.  When they saw how worried I was, the first thing they did was give me a cookie from Doggie Deli.  Once they did that, I knew that I was in a loving, happy home!

I knew I was loved (and would be fed)I was very happy the rest of the evening until nighttime.  At night, my people put me in my bed in the food room and then went to the sleeping room without me!  I was so sad to sleep by myself.  I'm supposed to sleep in the sleeping room with my pack!

I cried and cried.  I cried and cried and cried and cried so the people would know that they forgot me.  After many hours, they finally heard me and then moved my bed to the sleeping room. 

And that is where I have happily slept every night since!

The Secret Revealed

I have heard a lot of news about bloggers who are not who they claim to be.  Believe it or not, the local news thought that my blog was suspicious.  (The local news doesn't have much to do, apparently.)

They even hired an expert in CCI (Canine-Computer Interaction) to investigate.  This supposed expert claimed that canines (which means "puppies" for normal people) cannot possibly write a blog using existing technology.  Based on his "expert" assessment, my blog could not possibly be written by me.

I have to admit that he's right.  The typing thingy doesn't work well for my paws.  I tried to use the typer thing and everything turned out wrong. 

Then, I tried to use software that would recognize my voice.  The stupid software did not understand me, though.  I guess it typed what I said, but it didn't translate it into person-language.  *sigh*

So, I have to admit that I have my person help me with the typing of my blog.  All of the ideas are mine though!  Nothing gets put on my blog without my approval.

So, hopefully, this will put the issue to rest and the meanies at the local news will find some other story to waste their time on. 

Closely collaborating on my blog with my person