My mom and dad bought new trees and shrubs to plant along our back fence. So, I decided to help. I even sat in the freshly dug holes so they would be safe. My dad kept telling me I was in the way, but I wasn't - I was helping! The best part about planting new trees -earthworms! They are a
delicious little treat that you have to watch closely for. Sometimes they bury themselves in the dirt so you have to dig your nose around in the soil for a while before you come up with one - but, boy the extra work is worth the effort. The only bad part? They make my mouth slimy and I start to drool. I love summer time!
My mom bought me a new toy after the whole "bird incident" (see previous post). This bird is just as much fun as that baby bird - it even makes honking noise which really gets me excited. I love my new bird!
About 1 week into my ACL injury I was outside at 7:00am with my mom. She had just gotten out of the shower and had her hair all wrapped up in a towel. She was telling me to "go potty" for the 100th time when all of the sudden a baby bird fell out of a nest right in front of me! Boy, did that make me forget about my hurt leg! Before my mom could even act, I sprinted across the yard and got that little bird so we could play. It was my first ever bird "catch" - and let me tell you, birds are more fun to play with than lizards.
Well, I don't know why but my mom starting yelling and screaming and swatting at me! I just ran right past her with my new friend safely in my mouth. My mom was screaming so loud I bet my neighbors wondered what her problem was. She kept coming after me and screaming so I just continued to run from her. She was SCARY!
Once I reached a safe part of the yard I kept trying to get the baby bird to play with me, but it wouldn't ... so I just started tossing that little guy up in the air and catching him. (I am getting really good at catching things in my mouth and he was no different). Then, I looked around and my mom had left! So, I picked up my friend and went to the backdoor to get in. But, my mom wouldn't open the door for me. I was even whining and wimpering and trying to show her my new friend but she told me "No!" So, I just continued to play with my new friend - until my dad came home! He said my mom called him on his cell phone and she was crying. She told him to get home from work ASAP (he had worked the 7pm-7am shift at the hospital the night before). I guess that scared my dad so he rushed home. He didn't even want to see me catch that bird in the air. He just opened my mouth and took my new friend away from me. Can you believe it?! The next thing I know my dad takes me inside and my mom starts calling me a murderer...what does that mean? It must not be a good thing because my mom didn't really pay much attention to me for the rest of the day. Maybe she doesn't like birds as much as I do?
Poor Biloxi! My baby brother has just been diagnosed with "eosinophilic granuloma", commonly referred to as "rodent ulcers". I feel very sad for him because his upper lip is swollen and red. My mom took him to the Vet 2 weeks ago and the Vet thought Biloxi had a tooth root abcess so Biloxi has been on antibiotics for the past few weeks. But, his mouth wasn't getting much better so my mom took him back to the Vet today. That's when we got the bad news. It appears this condition results from a weak immune system and is often a reaction to some allergy. There is no cure. Today, Biloxi got a shot of steroids to help treat his symptoms. My mom is pretty upset. She is trying to research more about this condition so we can help treat Biloxi. While my mom does the research online, I feel like maybe I should try to help out too. So, I'm gonna make sure my favorite brother gets to sleep without me interrupting him for the next week. That should make him heal faster! We can get back to playing when he feels better.
I'm a golden retriever who was rescued in 2006 by a loving Mom who married a guy who keeps asking me when I'm going to find my forever home. My siblings include a fellow Golden named Jackson. Everyone says he's the "good dog"; Biloxi. I love that little gray tabby cat. He was rescued from Hurricane Katrina in the flood waters of Biloxi, MS. I used to have a brother named Kramer. He was a big orange cat who always hissed at me. Even though he didn't like me very much, I still miss him. He went to heaven in February 2010 after a short battle with cancer. My mom has been very sad since that time. I try to make her feel better, but Kramer holds a very special place in her heart. Even I can't fill the void left by Kramer. In December 2010, my mom began to volunteer with G.R.E.A.T Rescue. At that time, our family "fostered" a puppy, named Jasper. Well, after a few weeks my dad decided Jasper needed to become a permanent part of our family! Even with all Jasper’s antics, I'm still glad my Mom picked me up from the pound and hasn’t decided take me back! I sure do love this family! I get to do so much fun stuff! Check out my blog to find out why they call me “Crazy Daisy Mae”!