So mom gets me up this morning. I'm usually the early bird in this house, but not this morning. She totally woke up before me and interrupted my deep slumber. She tried to feed me at like 5am, but I just wasn't ready to eat yet. I mean who eats that early?! Anyway, I knew something was up last night when I saw her bring a suitcase from the garage. I was just kind of hoping since she didn't do anything with it last night, maybe all was okay. But my insticts were correct yesterday. She packed that suitcase this morning and rushed out the door before the sun even came up. At first Chadwick and I were like, waaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttt. What's up with this? We couldn't belive Mom took and and forget to take us to the kennel. We were rather panicked for a couple of hours. Then suddenly some strange girl comes over and starts playing with us. Well, she's not really a stranger, we've met her before and she's actually really nice to us. Plus she thinks we're cute so she's obviously smart too. Well it turns out, Mom isn't taking us to the kennel this time. Instead we get to stay home and have a slumber party! Woo, hoo!
Plus, I think I overheard the girl talking earlier and I might just be going for a walk with my bud (a.k.a crush)Norton later. Another wooooooo hoooooo!
This blog is my musings and observations about love, life and the stupid things people do. I'm happy to impart my years of wisdom on, to people and hounds alike.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
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Allow me to introduce myself
My name is Abigail, although personally I prefer Princess Abby. I live, make that rule, a household in Los Angeles. I have a big backyard to play in, a couch to sleep on, and lots of love.
I'm on my 3rd, yes 3rd, male companion. My first bud was Sherlock and he taught me everything. I was just six weeks old when I met him. He was five, so he knew everything. He took me under his wing and looked after me until the day he died. He died a week before his 13th birthday. That was almost 5 years ago and I still miss him. He was a special dude and for 8 years, we spent every minute of every day together. I was really lonely after I lost my best bud. So mom decided I needed another friend. In walks Brutus. Now Brutus was nothing like Sherlock. He'd had a really rough life but he didn't want to share what he knew of the world. He said his past was just too ugly and he wanted to forget it. He was just grateful to have nice place to sleep and people who loved him. He followed my mom around everywhere. He would never let her out of his sight. At first I was a little jealous, well a lot jealous. But then I realized he didn't grow up getting the kind of love and attention that I did, so I let him have the spotlight.
I wound up learning a lot from him. I learned how to be grateful for the things I had. I'd grown up having it all so I didn't really appreciate anything. Brutus however was grateful for everything. I learned that the more love I give, the more I get back in return. He was a very special friend but unfortunately he got really sick and our time together was cut short.
My heart ached after Brutus was gone. What was wrong with me that my two best buds had to leave me? As I sat feeling sorry for myself, mom pulled up in the Jeep and out jumped Chadwick.
Now let me tell you about Chadwick. Chadwick walked in like he owned the place. He walked around like he was royalty or something. I don't know who he thought he was, but I quickly put him in his place. I established myself as the alpha dog in this household. He challenged me at first, but he finally acquiesced. Now Chadwick is a pain in my ass. I mean that literally. You see he's blind. I don't just mean he can't see well, the dog has no eyes. It's kind of freaky if you ask me. It is kind of funny though to watch him bump into things. He gets around by his sense of smell. Now let me translate that for you. It means he walks around with his snout stuck up my butt! Now you may laugh and you may think it's cute, but let me tell you, it's annoying as hell! I'll admit, he's quite a looker but boy does he bug. He gets on my nerves to no end.
So the reason I tell you all this is so that you'll realize how much experience I have with love, with friendship, with life. I know I'm not getting any younger and I realize that after twelve years in this crazy world it's time I do something to give back. So I've decided my legacy will be to pass on my hound wisdom to all who are willing to listen. So please read my ramblings, my rants, my observations. You just might learn something.
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