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11/14/14 Tennis Balls and Toy Bones

Mom told me she has to leave for the hospital in just 2 days, and she has been paying extra attention to me because of that.

This morning saw the return of the Hairy Bullet and Mom laughed so hard she cried. It started with this thing Mom found called a “tennis ball”. It was in the K9 cannon, but Mom took it out and threw it around for me (it’s cold out, and I don’t like the cold). So here she’s throwing the ball in the house, and I’m pounding after it (all 55 lbs.). But every time I get a paw on the ball it goes dribbling out from between my front feet, bouncing all over. So I have to jump up and pounce on it to get my mouth around it. Then I shoot up the stairs and down the hall and back again. Good thing it is carpeted up there. Because I went in to a major skid and totally slammed into the wall when I tried that move downstairs.

Anyway, our rough play ended upstairs, where lo and behold – not just one toy bone, but TWO toy bones, and a couple real ones lying around for good measure. I abandoned the tennis ball and streaked around with the toy bone (I kept changing them to throw Mom off). I rocketed in a “U” pattern: out from the hall, into the bedroom, tear across the human bed (freshly made), down off the bed, back out into the hall, switch bones, back in again. Mom tried to get pictures but she couldn’t, she really couldn’t, because I was way too fast. And she was laughing so hard.

Mom said the look on my face was priceless; rolling my eyes and flattening my ears, crouching low to the floor like I dropped my suspension and zoooom!!! Rip, rip, rip went my claws on the carpet. Rip, rip, rip went the blankets on the bed. Once I had them all lumped in a giant mountain in the middle, I heaved a great sigh and jumped to the floor to concentrate on the larger of the bones:

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After a while we went back downstairs. I was pooped out from all that running and jumping. Mom caught me smiling while napping:

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It’s true, a tired Pittie is a happy Pittie!

Woof! Love, Maggie

10/5/13 Friday Night Fright

Friday night was very eventful.  Jamie had a school trip to the State Capitol; which, remarkably, most things were open regardless of the Government Shutdown.  The day started at 4:45 a.m. Human Standard Time.  Jamie had to be at school by 5:45.  He wasn’t scheduled to come home until 9:00 p.m. (HST). 

When I saw Jamie, I was overcome with joy to see him.  I had missed him so much all day, and had been wondering where he’d got to!  I knew the day had started early, but it hadn’t registered with me how early.  Now he was back, and I showered him with tail-wags and affection.

Jamie told us all about the trip, and how he was touched and moved by the displays and interactive features regarding President Lincoln.  We all visited for a bit, then Mom said it was time for bed because “tomorrow was the 5Kibble”.  We all trooped upstairs to get ready for bed.  Jamie had taken out his contacts and was wearing his glasses.  As he was getting in bed, he suddenly screamed and grabbed his face below his right eye, knocking his glasses askew.  Mom did not know what was happening.  At first she thought he had somehow inadvertently scratched his eye.  But Jamie said it was his face that was hurting and he began to scream and hop around.  Mom grabbed a warm towel and started to bathe his face while she administered Tylenol and assessed whether or not Jamie was being stricken with paralysis or some sort of stroke.  Thankfully, he was not.  He was in terrible pain though.

During this time I thought it would be a good idea to grab some dirty socks and start running around.  Mom screamed at me in a tone of voice I hadn’t heard before.  I dropped the socks and slunk back into the room.  Mom turned back to Jamie and said she was going to call 911, but Jamie said the pain had started to subside.  Mom called the Triage Nurse at the Hospital anyway.  When the pain went away, Jamie fell asleep immediately.  Mom stayed on the floor by his bedside, crying.  I sorrowfully walked over and licked the streaming tears off her face.  I was ashamed of myself for thinking it had been playtime.  Then I jumped on his bed to be close to him.

Jamie is fine this morning.  Mom monitored him all night and so she slept in.  We didn’t go to Obedience School or the 5Kibble because of the sudden attack of pain that happened last night.  Jamie has to be watched right now.  But it seems that he was so exhausted, all the muscles in the right side of his face began to spasm at once.  The nurse said to make sure he stays hydrated.

He gave us both quite the scare.  Woof!  Love, Maggie