23 Feb 2009

When I got home from dog training that James human was there again.  I am starting to figure this stuff out more and more.  My dad is a human - but I call him my dad because he is like a dad to me.  Well - James is my dad's human son. So I guess that makes James my human brother.  I can tell James likes me.  I always get a pat on the head and a nice word from him.  I think he liked Uncle Parker too.  I wish Uncle Parker was here to help me understand things.  I think I sometimes hear Uncle Parker in my sleep.  And my dad still calls me Parker sometimes.  Uncle Parker must have been a really really special dog.

James likes all the dogs.  But I can tell he doesn't have a dog of his own.That is sad.   Everyone should have a good dog to love them and play with them. I can tell James has seen some hard times in the past, I feel something about him that I only feel around my dad.  Mom and most of the other people aren't like dad and James.  I can't tell you about it, there is just something different about them.

My dog-mom Sammy doesn't like James.  I don't know why.

After dog training there were three guys visiting our home.  I got to meet them, and they were all nice.  I could feel that James and these guys had a special feeling for each other, and I could feel that special feeling about them too.  I think they have been together a long time and done some hard things together. They had this big box full of brown bottles, and they drank up all the bottles and talked and talked a long long time.  My dad was with them a lot and I could tell he liked them too.  He kept calling them TROOPS and TROOPERS, so I think they are some kind of soldiers just like dad was.  There were lots of laughs and some sad stories too.  They even told some funny stories about James.  I know my dad likes soldiers a lot.  Dad even took is jeep out of the garage so the soldiers could put their funny magic legs in there.  They have magic legs with only two wheels each, called motorcycles.  And so very sad, there is no room for dogs to come along on the motorcycles.  I am so lucky that my mom and dad got a dog-show van for us dogs to ride in.  All the soldiers wanted to talk and talk, but after a while everyone got tired and went to sleep.  I was very sleepy too, it was a very exciting day.

24 Feb 2009

Dad didn't go to work today.  A while after sun-up the soldiers woke up.  Mom made a good breakfast for them all, then they packed their bags and got their motorcycles out to get ready to leave.  One of those motorcycle things is very noisy!  I wouldn't want to ride on it even if there was room for me.  It made my ears hurt.  They said good-bye to James and dad, then they left.  I could tell James was sad that they left.  But I sensed that they will see each other again real soon. Then I got put to bed while mom, dad and James went out shopping.  Sigh - I never get to go shopping.

Later on mom took Daisy to class.  There was not enough room in the class this time, so dad took me for a long walk outside while mom and daisy worked in class.  I heard mom say it was the last class.  Ha ha ha - I still get to go to dog training and Daisy doesn't get to go anymore.

1 Mar 2009

Happy Birthday to me!  And Daisy too, and Radar living with Dr. Julie.  I weigh 88.2 pounds.  Daisy weighs 82.8 pounds.  Dad gave me some special treats for my birthday.  I am so lucky to have a good dad.

2 Mar 2009

Oh boy, DOG TRAINING - My FAVORITE!  We went to dog training class again.  This is week 8.  I was ready to do some really good training.  But guess what.  We didn't do hardly any training at all.  Instead we did something called graduation.  What is that?  Anyway - the alpha-human did a lot of talking and handing out papers, and bags of cookies.  Oh boy, COOKIES - MY FAVORITE!  Except dad wouldn't let me dig in to the cookie bag.  He gave me some smaller cookies, but he said we had to save the big ones to share with Daisy.  Well - I was upset at first.  But then I remembered when Daisy won her first dog show she shared her cookies with me.  So I guess I gotta share with Daisy too.  Darn.  But fair is fair.

James was there to watch me make graduation.  I guess I did OK, cause mom and James made photos of me graduationing.  They seemed very happy.  I could tell my dad was very very happy too.  He kept kneeling down and hugging me and telling me I was a good dog.  The alpha human made her fingers stick out behind my head while mom was making photos.

The I heard something so bad I had to listen again.  Dog training is OVER.  Not just tonight, but for ever and ever.  No more puppy class.  That made me very sad.  Dad was loading my training bag.  And mom told me to say good-bye to my dog friends.  Then we got in the dog-show van and started for home.  I was so sad I didn't even look out the window all the way back.

When we got home, dad shared the cookies between Daisy and me.  But I didn't care.  I was sad that dog training was over.  I liked dog training.  Sigh....... Maybe I shouldn't have laughed at Daisy having her last class.