Hey it's me Chadwick!

Now I know you probably don't have a very high opinion of me based on Princess Abby's, or as I commonly refer to her, Crabby Abby's, comments, but let me tell you, I'm an okay hound. First of all, despite what "the princess" has to say about me, I have nothing but good to say about her (well aside from the Crabby Abby comment). She is a very beautiful and wise hound. She has taught me so much since I've been here. I joined this crazy household several months ago and didn't know which way was up. Princess Abby has been my seeing eye dog. She has shown me how to navigate around the house without bumping into everything. She has shown me the lay of the neighborhood and let me know which dogs and people were friendly and which ones to steer clear off. She has been my lifesaver. Whether she realizes it or not, I couldn't have done without her. She really is the best. All the best, sweet Chadwick.

P.S. Thank you Princess Abby for letting me post.

I'm bored!

Hey it's me, Princess Abby. I'm stuck at the kennel yet again! I'm totally bored and am ready to go home. Now Chadwick has been begging me to let him post on my blog, I've been totally against the idea but I'm so bored at this point, I'm actually considering letting him do his own post. Maybe just this once, I'll let him. Poor guy is just as bored as I am. Do you all want to hear from Chadwick? Let me know your thoughts.

You Call That a Vacation?

It all starts with a suitcase. Now my mom knows I’m smart. She knows that as soon as I see a suitcase, I’ll start getting bummed out! I know she knows, that I know, that the suitcase means she’s leaving me. She tries to hide the suitcase from me. She sneaks it into the room when she thinks I’m not looking. But I know. I wonder where she’s off to now. How long will she be gone? Will she forget about me? Why is she leaving me?

Then I see the leash and I just can’t help myself. I’m bummed she’s leaving, but hey I get to go bye-bye in the car! There’s nothing better than having the air blowing in my face with my jowls and ears flapping in the wind. Aaaaaaahhhhh. But I digress. Let’s get back to the story.

Chadwick and I hop into the back seat of the Jeep, mom seat belts us in and we’re off. Mom says cheerily, “we’re going to see Ponch!” Hound translation, we’re going to the kennel! Now I’m not a big fan of the kennel, but I do like Mr. Ponch, except when he gives me a bath. I hate baths! Other than that, he takes good care of me. He takes good care of Chadwick too, but this story is about me so, enough about Chadwick, let’s focus on me.

We arrive and I quickly hop out of the Jeep and run to the door to greet the crew. As always, they’re very happy to see me. After the initial ooohs and aaaahs from the crew, I give mom my saddest look as I walk away, and my “supposed vacation” begins.

So you want the details on my vacation? Well here you go. Here are all the wild and exciting details. I sleep. I eat. I nap. I give a quick shout out to make sure Chadwick is okay. He barks back, upset that I woke him. I go back to sleep. I eat. I nap. I sip some water. I sleep. Are you starting to get the picture? Do you call that a vacation? I didn’t think so! Where’s my massage? Where’s my long walk on the beach? Where’s my favorite cocktail? Where’s my heavenly bed?

As I write this, I know mom is getting ready to leave me again. She hasn’t brought out the suitcase yet, but I know it is coming. That brings me to Hound Wisdom #3…

Until next time, your very intuitive and ticked off hound, Princess Abby.

It's great to be a hound dog Gator!

Gators, Gators Gators! Congratulations to the Florida Gators. National champions in football and basketball. Thanks for a year of thrills and excitement. Looking forward to next year.

Your cutest fan, Princess Abby.

Losing Someone is Never Easy...

My tribute to the Bear man.

I know I promised a blog about my “supposed vacation” and I promise it’s coming soon. But something else has just happened and it takes priority over my vacation story. You see, my friend, my cousin, Bear has passed. Now being a dog and all, I’m not really into cats, but the little care Bear was different. He was a really cool cat. I liked him a lot. My mom used to take care of him sometimes when his mom was away. Now my mom doesn’t like cat’s either, but she liked the bear man. He was just such a handsome dude and unlike most cats, had so much personality. I’ll miss my friend Bear but I take some solace in knowing that now my good buddies Sherlock and Brutus have someone special to hang with. So Bear man, look for Sherlock and Brutus. They’ll show you the ropes and ya’ll can hang out together and look out for those of us left here. We love you, we miss you but you’ll always be in hearts. We’ll cherish our memories of you and are so grateful for the time we had together. So in honor of my dear friend Bear, I’m posting a copy of the rainbow bridge. Bear man, I love you! Your friend Princess Abby.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....