Working the Boo Boo

Mum caught me licking my shoulder boo boo this morning. When the vet's called to check up on me, they said I should wear a T-shirt.

 

So here I am in one of Mum's work shirts (because the color matches my collar).

 

 I've had to keep it on all day, even when we went to the creeky place, although Mum warned me about not getting it wet. Yeah, right!

  

 I'm supposed to be resting up today, so all I was allowed was a bit of "stick".

  

The T-shirt didn't cramp my style too much. This stick was about 5' long and I made a good job of showing it what's what.

 

Thanks for all your kind comments. I took your advice and have been making sure Mum and Dad remember at all times that I've got a REALLY BAD owie and need lots of treats to make me feel better. I do have some extra special treats that the vet gave me to take away the hurty part and make sure nothing nasty grows in the owie patch. I get extra chicken with them.

Jack, please tell the Tall Guy he should definitely learn how to do the arm pushy thing. Mum says it's called surrogate energy testing and it was my friend Donna Eden who taught her how to do it. Mum teaches it to other people in Sedona and sometimes does it on their puppies too. It can help your peoples know what food is best for you, or what food gives you an upset tummy. If you're feeling poorly, they can find out what's hurting. Of course, if they just listened to what we're telling them all the time, they wouldn't have to do all this, but there you go.

Indian Summer

The hot weather's back and I couldn't be happier. Don't get me wrong, I love snow, but when it's cold, Mum closes the doors and I can't keep watch from my outdoor lookout. After the sprinkle of snow we had a few days ago, we're back to lovely warm days and lots of lounging about in patches of sunshine.

Mum and Dad took me to the Sometimes Creek (Dry Creek) where there's lots of sand for me to gallop around in. I go a bit crazy digging holes there. They have to be just right - deep enough so I can feel the cool, damp sand on my belly and with just enough of a ridge for me to hang my front paws over.

This time of year is my Coming Home anniversary. It was 9 years ago that Mum brought me home from the Humane Society of Sedona to live with her. I worked really hard to let Mum know where I was and that she should come get me. It was touch and go for a week when another person took me home, but it "didn't work out" and they took me back. So then I pulled out all the stops and visited Mum in a very long and complex dream so she could get a really good look at me and know where I was. It worked, because the very next day she came and found me! I was so excited to see her. I couldn't stop jumping up at my kennel door. I still had another 24 hours before I was allowed to go home with her, but it was worth the wait. She went home and made me a very special bed - the first one I had ever had that I could call my own. I still have it today, even though I don't sleep on it any more.

So because of it being the anniversary and all, today we had to go back to the Humane Society to pick up my this year's legal tag. They specially make a new one for me every year. Always a different color and design. This year, because I'm 9, it's super special. It's a star and it's in my favorite color, purple. (Note from Mum: "Don't tell Ruby, but I think maybe all the dogs get the same design and color!)

It's like when you get the keys to the city and can go anywhere. I bet there aren't any other pups who get the purple star!