May 8, 2013
Me and Riley on my 10th birthday. Check out the maltese-shaped cake!
I had my birthday yesterday and I am ten years old. I hear that is a milestone. Don’t believe all this stupid math about one dog year equal seven human years. It really doesn’t work that way. And no one would think I was a day over, well, five, maybe. I don’t really understand all this number stuff any way. I just know I am healthy and look fabulous. My hair is beautiful, my teeth are clean, my eyes are bright and there is a definite jaunt in my step. I can bark as loud as ever and run with the big dog. Every year the vet asks if my appetite is good. I am a schnauzer, for heaven’s sake! Of course my appetite is good.
Speaking of birthdays and appetites, what a great day! I went to work with Mom and joined everyone in their staff meeting, which means all the staff was there. They had cupcakes for my birthday and I ate an orange one and a white one. They were mini-cupcakes, I think because I am a mini-schnauzer. So I had one plus one. We went for a walk around downtown and I thought – or hoped – I would get to go in another restaurant like I did the last time I played Toto. No such luck. After we left the church we headed to the pet store where I got to sniff everything and get one plus one treats at the checkout. I got the plus one because it was my birthday. I love birthdays. On the drive home, Mom gave me one of the new treats she bought.
I did get a bit upset when we got home because no one gave me my kibble and it was getting late – well past my supper time. The thought was that I had been eating all day and should be ok for a while. Soon I found out why I didn’t get my kibble…Mom cooked me a Healthy Choice dinner and I sat at the table and ate with Mom and Dad. Mom held the fork for me and helped me eat the green beans, chicken, sweet potatoes and wild rice. Yummy! Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, it did – white cake with lots of frosting. I had to share with Riley, but he still didn’t get to sit on a chair at the table like me.
Birthdays are the best, especially when they are mine!
Lexi, the birthday girl
July 1, 2013
It is summer and my boat is working! I have been going boating every weekend and love it – well most of the time I love it. I have already had a few disappointments and one accident!
The first time I went out on my boat no one brought any treats or food. What were they thinking? Riley came with us that time. If it was a matter of weight, they could have left Riley at home and brought food, don’t you think? He got too hot and panted a lot and couldn’t go in the water because he is too heavy for anyone to be able to lift back into the boat. So I think that is the end of that – unless, of course, Dad buys some kind of lift he was talking about attaching to the front of the boat to haul Riley in. That is almost too ridiculous to even consider.
This past weekend my sister Lily came along on Saturday. We were parked at the dock, getting things ready to cruise the lake, when Lily turned her big behind around toward me and knocked me off the boat, smack dab into the water. I don’t think she even knew what she had done. Dog overboard! I swam around the boat in a clockwise direction – as I always do – and Mom met me at the dock to pull me out. I’ll tell you, it is a bit harder to swim without a life jacket. I really hate wearing them, but now I understand better why I need one. Lily never settled down the whole time we were on the lake, so I think she might not be coming back either.
Sunday was the best. It was just me and Mom and treats. I got hot pretty quickly and asked to go in for a quick swim. Mom let me swim around the boat – clockwise of course – one time without my life jacket. The next time in I had on my life jacket and I swam and swam until my legs got really tired trying to keep from being pulled away by the current. Mom was in the water too so she couldn’t just reach down and pull me up. Instead, she slung me over her shoulder and climbed up the ladder with me like I was a sack of potatoes. You had better believe I was one happy sack of potatoes to be back in my pontoon boat. We ate some fruit and rice cakes and I took a little nap and felt much better. I sure hope we go again soon!
Lexi, the boating schnauzer