Doggy Waif

Lily talks about her fears and her accomplishments as she transistions from a puppy mill survivor to a happy confident dog, as well as the trials and tribulations of having a Great Dane for a big brother. Thanks for stopping by!

I’m back! Did ya miss me? February 17, 2014

Filed under: BJ,Mom,my world — Lily @ 6:39 pm

Mom wasn’t feeling well and then both the desktop and laptop computers died.  Her neece has loaned us her netbook so I’ll try to “borrow” it from Mom more often and let you know how things are going.  Mom’s feeling better physically but mentally she’s pretty low.  BJ and I are doing our best to cheer her up.

Had something fall out of the sky a few times a few weeks ago that I did not like.  Mom called it snow.  BJ loves the stuff but I don’t like the way it gets between the pads of my feet.  Mom lets BJ play in it all he wants and just takes me out to do what I gotta do and then brings me right back in again.  Thanks for understanding, Mom!

I’m still afraid of things outside.  Mom says I’m like two different dogs: Inside Lily and Outside Lily.  I wish I could be more like Inside Lily when I’m outside but it’s hard.  Mom’s very patient with me.  And my “grandpawrents” (they live across the street) are very patient with me too.  I let Papa Ron pet me now and they both give  me treats– I like treats!  When Mom takes me to visit Aunt Diane or Aunt Margaret I act like Outside Lily inside their homes.  Don’t know why exactly.  I know nobody’s gonna hurt me there and there are fun doggies to play with but I’m still a bit scared.

Sometimes when we snuggle before bed Mom will tell me how sometimes she feels she’s let me down because of all this Inside/Outside stuff.  I listen, give her a kiss, and get into my bed to sleep (I like snuggling but only for a few minutes).  I’m happy here.  I love my mom and my big brother, even if he is a goof.  BOL

I know Mom feels bad she can’t afford to let me go to the doggie spa for my birthday.  I could really use that haircut!  BOL  She does a pretty good job on my nails, despite all the long fur!  She’s said many times she wishes BJ would cooperate for a nail trim like I do!  I didn’t always but I trust Mom not to hurt me.

Mom and I were looking at the calendar the other day.  Buddy’s been raiding the treat jars over the Rainbow Bridge for four and a half years now.  BJ’s been here for three and he’ll be eight in November.  I’ve been here for five years now and will be six years old on the 28th of this month.  Five years.  Six years.  Woof– that’s a long time!

I had some pictures I wanted to show you but they’ll have to wait.  With Mom’s desktop dead her scanner doesn’t work.  She’s been grumbling about the scanner and the netbook refusing to talk to each other.  I didn’t know machines could talk!

 

Again, I’ll try to steal, I mean borrow, the netbook more often.  I have to tell you about our new car and BJ’s new bed!  BOL  It’s big!  BOL

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