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12/1/16 Happy 1st of December

Today is the first day of December. This morning, Mom gave Jamie a Lego Advent Calendar – he was very happy and surprised, and said, “You got me one of these?! Thanks!!” to which Mom laughed and said, “You’ll probably be getting one til you’re 25! You’re still my baby!” Which makes me chuckle inside, since he’s a man now, with a deep voice, and a good foot taller than Mom. I used to boss Jamie around like a puppy. Now I jump for joy when he comes home, like I do for Dad.

Mom gave me a spray bath, and had Dad switch the tags to my Christmas collar, which is red and has bells on it. I feel so clean and Mom says I smell good. I waited right by Dad’s feet to get my collar back on. He asked me, “What do you want? You want your collar?” and I nodded my head one time, like dogs will do. My collar is a very important part of my identity. When I didn’t have a collar, I lived in a cage, and slept on the floor. Or, I ran the snowy streets, and ate garbage. When I got my collar, I got my Family, and now I get tucked in with a blanket to keep me warm and snuggly and a pillow for my head every night. My collar means I am Wanted, and not Stray.


Mom took me outside to explore the yard (before my bath). It’s quite cold outside, and I am very interested in the furry critters that keep popping through the fence. Many of these animals are ferreting (get it? ferret!) around for acorns and nuts. I like to bark at them. Some of these are feral cats, who stalk the birds. They pay me no mind, and are very cool cats, indeed.

Last night, I made Mom take me out at midnight, and the whole yard was pitch-black and smelled strongly of skunk. Mom let me go about 2 feet into the yard, firmly told me to “go potty”, then marched me back into the house. She was having no skunk incidents, or I’d be getting a lot more than just a spray bath this morning!

Sending you all December Woofs and tail wags!

Love, Maggie



9/26/14 Basking & Bathing

Mom’s been feeling better today, and treating me like a Queen lately! I’m not taking any chances, though, and have stayed glued to her hip.

Mom let me go out and bask in the sunlight for as long as I wanted (which wasn’t super long because I get sunburned). She took a picture:


Oooh I look all white and glowy.

Then, Mom felt well enough to coax me into the walk-in shower for a bath. By the time I was done shaking off (Mom first ambushed me with a big towel), she was as soaked as I was!

Mom always laughs at my crazy behavior when she takes off my collar. I always start streaking around like the Hairy Bullet. And of course, I am streaking – I’m naaaaaaked! Woo-woo-woo!

Mom says that I act like a Wild Thing without a collar. She tells me, “You must know that collar means you belong to someone, Maggie, ’cause you sure act differently without it!” She says that every time. I can practically predict it! Mom won’t let me out of the house without my collar, even though I am micro-chipped. She says it’s too dangerous for me, being classified as a Pitbull.

Mom knows I don’t like the blow-dryer, so she lets me play and run around with my toys until I get dried off. Then she puts the collar on and Boom! I start behaving again. I guess it’s because I know they are still keeping me. It’s a sense of security for me.

Woof! Love, Maggie (The Clean One)

5/26/13 A Great Day

Today makes up for yesterday.  It is Sunday, and Dad is home all day.  I love Dad, and Dad loves me.  I can tell.  He is very strict with me, but I know he is fond of me.  I don’t see him as much as I see Mom, so when I do, it is Special Time.

Today, Jamie had the idea of going to the Growly Mill and the woods around it for a very long walk.  Mom called the PetSmart to see if they could give me a bath after.  It’s been 2 weeks since my operation, my stitches are gone, and I am all better now.

My family cleaned out Dad’s work van and we all hopped in.  We rode in the big van for a long time.  It was exciting, but I didn’t ride in the back.  I stayed up front with my people. I like to be near my people.  When we got to the woods, Dad took my lead this time and he walked me.  I tried the tugging and pulling game, but Dad is strong.  I figured out pretty quickly that he wanted me to walk by his side, and I did.  We walked and walked and walked.  Then we had to walk all the way back.  It was deeper woods than by our house; very beautiful and good-smelling.  Not a lot of humans around.

When we got back to the van Mom offered me a drink, then we drove to the PetSmart where a nice lady named, “Heather” took my lead and gave me a bath.  She was very friendly and even though I was nervous without my people, it wasn’t too bad because a lot was happening at once.  I’m just glad I didn’t need my nails clipped.  I did NOT like the hair dryer.  So, Heather let me dry myself in a big cage.  I worried about what would happen next, but sure enough Mom and Jamie showed up with big smiles and treats!  Everyone said I did a great job.  In the back of my mind I was worried they weren’t coming back, even though I saw the other dogs going home with their people. 

Dad was waiting in the van and was full of praise.  That made me feel so good inside!  I realized how tired I was and fell asleep with my head on Jamie’s leg.  When we got home, Dad gave me a new collar that matches my leash.  Everyone says how clean and white my coat is.  I feel like a new dog!