Sunday, November 29, 2009

Tuckered out!



I had a lot to say to my Dad when he put this silly Christmas hat on my head. Sheesh!


I worked hard today. It really started last night. Mom and Dad kept bringing all this stuff into the house and my furniture was rearranged. Kind of freaked me out! Dad put up this lit tree thing right where I nap and then Mom built this little Precious Moments village with a tree and she wouldn't let me pick up the little people. Dad built a Santa & reindeer decoration and strung a bunch of lights around a ton of snow men.

Then I noticed there was a strange beast in my yard and it was making noise. Turned out to be Dad's ATV and I climbed on and Dad took me for a ride around the yard. Again, it freaked me out a bit, but in the end it was okay.

We had to go for a long walk today before my training class at 2pm with Liz Diver. There was another dog with major issues in class today. He is only 8 months old, but he is HUGE and does a high pitched cry because everything is so exciting to him. He reminds me of my vet's dog that passed away, but Dr. Shaw's dog was prettier. I squished myself under my Dad's chair until class started. Jerry, the other trainer, came over to evaluate me. He said that I was pretty shy today and that wasn't normal. Mom told him about the Christmas decorating and the ATV and he said, "Ahhh." I guess that means my behavior was normal for there being change?

We worked on everything we worked on last Sunday, but now Dad is taking treats away! What is up with that? I like treats. I will do just about anything for them. Yeah, a pat on the head is nice, but come on, I am a growing boy!!! I need me some treats!

We came home to more decorating and I am exhausted. I fell asleep between the cushions of the couch upside down I was so tired! Mom says that they wore me out and well, I would tend to agree. I think it will be an early bed time for me if the open the big bedroom door I will sack out on the bed and wait for Mom to come to bed and read.

I am Hugh
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  1. Tawnia L. Shaw, DVMDecember 2, 2009 at 3:31 PM

    Hi Hugh,

    I've been meaning to stop by and say "Hi" for a while now. I'm glad I finally made the time to do so.

    That big dog that reminded you of our Tamesis was probably a German Shepherd. They can take lots of work to be nice, confident, & well behaved dogs but it's worth it in my opinion. My girl was the kind that would make a huge fuss out of a little thing, like getting toe nails clipped, but she walked on a broken tibia (that's the part of the leg below your knee) with barely a limp. Tough when it counted, baby otherwise. Thank you for thinking of her. We miss her dearly and it gives me joy to know when others remember her.

    Make sure to pay attention to Mom and Dad when the new Beast is in the yard and do exactly as they tell you. I want all my visits with you to be routine in the near future ok?

    Keep up the good work my friend.

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  2. JaimeKDecember 6, 2009 at 1:02 PM

    I'll be good..I promise...Mom says, "if only he would stop eating rocks!" Mom said we are going to talk to Liz about that today at training.

    Don't worry, I stay away from THE BEAST..it scares me!

    Thanks for following along with me...and we will see you in the parade next week!! Hopefully, I don't freak out!

    I am Hugh

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