Thursday, January 3, 2013

Loving the holidays!

Okay, so I have to admit I was a little angry when mom took us to the kennel right before Christmas.   Doesn't she remember that Christmas Eve is our anniversary?   Doesn't it mean anything to her that she brought me home from the shelter on Christmas Eve?   Whatever!   I see how it is. 

Then when she picked us up and took us home, she started packing up all these boxes and cleaning out the closets.   OMG are we moving or what?   I made sure to stay right in the middle of everything and followed her every move to make sure she didn't forget me!   Surely she wouldn't leave and forget to take me and Chadwick with her, but hey, she left us at Christmas so who knows what she might do.

However I think I misjudged the situation.   It turns out Mom has all these days off work and she is spending them with me!   Well, I guess Chadwick too, but me mostly.  She has just been cleaning things up and getting things organized so she'll have even more free time to spend with me in the New Year!  
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Monday, November 26, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving To All My Hounddogger Friends

I don't know about all you hounddogs out there, but I have a lot to be thankful for.   I know I whine, complain and tend to rant on this blog sometimes, well maybe more than sometimes, but in my heart of little hound heart, I know I'm one lucky hound.   I have a house to live in, a backyard to run around in, a good friend to play with and a mom who loves me dearly.  I mean she tells me she loves me "with all her heart and soul" every morning and I know it's true.  Plus, she decided to stay home with me versus traveling to Istanbul during this little break.  So as the Thanksgiving weekend comes to a close and the Christmas spirit starts to set in, I just want to THANKS for all the blessings I have.  For the rest of you hounds out there, let me know you are thankful for.
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Sunday, November 11, 2012

I'm so over this!

This is the third time, Sir Chadwick and I have been in the kennel is less than 30 days.   I'm truly over this.  This is hound abuse!   I just don't get what Mom is up to.  What could be keeping her away so much?  I mean the kennel isn't that bad.  Sir Chadwick and I really do like Ponch.  He treats us well while we are here.  But I want to be home in my own bed.  

I sure hope Mom is coming back soon.   I mean I'm just too cute for her to stay away from too long.   Right?   Don't you agree?  All you hounds out there and hound lovers, what do you think?  Don't you think Mom should come home soon?
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Saturday, October 27, 2012

She's Baaaaaacccccckkkk!

Lounging around
Finally, Mom is home.   She picked us up yesterday and we've been hangin' ever since.  I saw her taking stuff out of that suitcase and stayed in the room just to make sure she wasn't putting anything back in it!  I figure if I don't let her out of my sight, there's no chance she'll sneak away and leave us again.  She's being really nice to us but that just won't make up for her leaving.   I'm trying to pout and give her the evil eye, but I'm just so happy to see her I'm not being very successful at it.  Chadwick of course can't give her the evil eye.   As much as we want to be mad at her, we are a couple of happy pups right now. 
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Sunday, October 21, 2012

Left at the Kennel Again!!!

I don't know what's going on with mom, but I'm over it!   She drops Sir Chadwick and me off at at the kennel on Thursday and says she'll only be gone a couple of days.   Well it's Sunday and she's still not here.   I don't know what a "few days" in people speak means, but in dog speak, that's like two days!  So I was expecting her to come get us by Saturday at the very latest.  She's probably off having a good ole time and forgot all about us. Plus I'm pretty sure I overheard her tell someone at the kennel she was going to be bringing us in again soon.   Enough is enough.  I want to be sleeping in my bed!
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Thursday, June 14, 2012

Hounddoggers Need Their Beauty Rest!

So it's like 4:45 in the morning and I need to go out. As usual, I wake mom up to take me outside.   I just know there's a opossum or raccoon out there and I want to be sure to see it before the sun comes up and scares it off.    Well, after much grumbling, and some stumbling, mom gets up and lets me out.   To my dismay, no opossum, no raccoon.   Bummer!   So I do my business, come back inside and run to get back to bed for more sleep.   But apparently mom has other plans.   Why isn't she just going back to sleep?   I just don't understand why mom just lies there, wide awake.  She has to read, watch TV, get on the computer, all these things that just disturb my sleep!   She seems to blame me for not being able to go back to sleep.   I don't see how that's my fault!   I can nod off at the drop of a hat, so why can't she?    
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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Exciting Opportunity!

As most of you know, Mom has been traveling quite a bit lately.   Now I know she has to work, but I don't like when she's gone for several days in a row.  Doesn't she know, we need her here?   Don't get me wrong, Chadwick and I truly like Addy and enjoy having her stay with us, but we still miss Mom.  Plus I'm hearing rumblings she's headed back to New York again soon.  Mom, stay home!

But I digress.   Now I'll get to the point of this post, my exciting opportunity!   Apparently mom had lunch with Martha Stewart while she was in NY.   Now how cool is that?  Martha is Mom to Francesca and Sharkey the authors of  The Daily Wag blog.   They are quite cute and have way more followers than me.  Maybe one day I'll have a more massive following.  I mean I know I'm talented enough and cute enough to have a large fan base.  Maybe I should take Mom's advice and nap a little less, post a little more.  Anyway, Mom happens to mention to Martha, that I too have a blog.   And you know what Martha said?   She said I should send her some of my postings and maybe I can be a guest blogger on the Daily Wag!   I'm giddy with excitement just thinking about the opportunity.   Now, what should I write about?  Should I write about my buddy Chadwick, poor blind hound who is now losing his hearing too?  Should I write about food, one of my favorite topics?  Should I write about the importance of naps?  I will for sure include some of my hound dog wisdom.    Well I must go now, I need to nap so I can get my creative juices going!
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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.