Thursday, April 20, 2017

One happy hound


The human had been telling us for over a week that we were going on vacation.   Then it suddenly got postponed for a week.  To say I was disappointed is an understatement!   How dare get our hopes up like that just to disappoint us?   But the human promised we were still going to go. 

Well, we finally made it.  We are up in the mountains in New Mexico and I have to say I just LOVE it here.    It's not really a vacation for the human.   Seems to be a lot of running around and keeping really busy.  But we get to go in the car too!  So that's a treat for us.  We get our heads out the window and breathe in all that fresh air.  I mean we get to be with the human pretty much all day everyday.   

We get to go for a walk every morning and it's not like walking in our neighborhood.  Here we go walking in the woods.   There are so many new smells, so many trees to mark and we've even seen some really big dogs.  The human calls them deer, but they just look like giant dogs to me! 

Taking a nap after a long hike in the woods!

Poor little Bella wants to play with them.  But they are fast!  I mean I thought Bella was fast, but these things can really go.  

I'm even having fun with that little stinker Bella.   She's much more tolerable here on vacation than she usually is at home.   It doesn't hurt that she runs around while  a wild child and actually wears herself out.  

I don't want to ever leave here.  I love it so much.   I hope we are staying for a long time but I'm sure we'll have to go back home soon.   Although the human has been talking about staying here for the summer and I really hope that comes to be.  I'm already dreaming about what that would be like!
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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.