Thomas the dog has officially lost his mind. We think that he believes himself to be a rabbit. Before the rabbit- Patrick Poopers the lop eared rabbit came into our lives, Thomas the dog would eat just about anything. He liked any meat-still does, loves apples, bananas, tangerines, green beans, steamed broccoli, peanut butter and just about any sort of yummy kids cereal(although he wasn't supposed to eat any.) He would snub raw carrots and broccoli.
Guess who begs, I mean begs for raw carrots and broccoli now? I have even given him some kale at his insistence. I had to hold it and it would tear away at it bit by bit because it would fall out of his mouth-but he was certainly making an effort.
Now look who I caught gobbling up Timothy hay from under the rabbits cage. That's right, Thomas the dog who thinks he is a rabbit. Hay. The dog is eating hay. We caught a pic with it sticking out of his mouth. We had a good laugh over this one! On Green Acres this would be considered normal!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Hay Dog!
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Thursday, July 3, 2008
Vacation Hiccups!
How often we just like to fly by the seat of our pants! We are impulsive and last minute planners. When we travel, it is usually day trips within the state and don't require great planning skills, like planning to board your dog while you are gone.
We have learned very quickly, that if you make hotel reservations for yourselves, you need to make them for the dog at the same time. Dog kennels get booked fast, or so we learned when we couldn't find a spot for ole Tomas the dog! We had to post-pone, but it is coming! We had pre-planning to do that we didn't know about anyway.
We had to take Thomas the dog to the vet today to get his kennel cough vaccine. You thought my kid was dramatic, just wait til' you meet my dog! Talk about a drama dog....
He barked the entire time. Well, at least 99.9 % of the hour that we were there. His form of saying hello is barking as loud and viciously as possible! This is Thomas the dog, "HEY, HOW ARE YOU? MY NAME IS THOMAS, WHAT IS YOURS? WHY ARE YOU SO SMALL, YOU AREN'T A CAT ARE YOU. HAVE YOU SEEN ANY CATS AROUND HERE? HEY, ARE YOU A FRIEND OR A FOE? IS THERE ANY FOOD AROUND HERE OTHER THAN THOSE DRY DOG-AWFUL BONES? HEY, WHERE ARE YOU GOING, ARE YOU NOT GOING TO BE MY FRIEND?MOM, THEY ARE LEAVING, MAKE THEM STOP. COME BACK, ARE YOU A GIRL OR A BOY, CAN I SNIFF YOU????
And so it went for an hour. Even the vet staff felt that they had to place a muzzle on his nose and mouth and give him his vaccine and clip his claws. Do you know how much my dog hates to have his nails clipped? Can you get your dog de-clawed? I don't think he would mind as long as he never had to have them clipped again!
As we were leaving the parking lot and Thomas the dog is going from window to window in the back seat barking, BubbaLou made the comment, "This is so embarassing! It's like he isn't trained or anything!
He is trained, sorta. He is isolated in our big field, with no other dogs to talk to. He has no concrete to walk on to wear his nails down and chat with other k-9's in the process.
Poor wittle puppy dawg! But won't the kennel staff have fun with Thomas the dog?
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Sunday, January 20, 2008
Who said, "Diamonds are a girl's best friend?"
Dogs are! Dogs are a girl's best friend! I know for a fact that dogs are a girl's best friend. That is, if you have the right dog.
You must have a dog that loves you, adores you, and plays with you. That dog will want to cuddle with you when you are sick. That dog will eat your last saltine cracker, even if it is all you can hold down. Why? Because he loves you and your saltine cracker (the best saltine cracker he has ever had).
If you have ever been loved by a dog, you know what great medicine it is for that dog to sit on your lap, to refuse to go outside (except for business only), and to never leave your side while you are ailing! The dog will even finish your chicken noodle soup! Come on,Y'all! His mom taught him to lick his plate clean!!!
When you are loved by a dog, he will follow you around as you make trips from the couch to the bathroom. He will watch all your Barbie and Holly Hobby movies right beside you, because you are sick. He will even lay on your blankets, and let you cover him up with a bright red cape, no joke!(Sorry no pic, believe me, I am wishin' I had grabbed the camera.)
When you are well, he will be ready to play again. He will camp with you, right in your very own tent, that you built in your room.
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Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Fashion-A dogs perspective
Our dog is our Supermodel for 2007 and 2008. He gladly wears Haley's fashions designed just for him. He is patient and gentle when it comes to multiple wardrobe changes. He is always open to new trends and colors. He trusts Haley to come up with the most sought after fashion in the industry. However, not everything has been a fashion hit. So my daughter and I have compiled a list of fashion dos and don'ts for dogs everywhere. So if you have a mutt, pay close attention, and you can have a stylin mutt.
Fashion Do
Tommy cocoa models
the suede jacket that
is a must for trendy
dogs every where.
The jacket is warm
with its faux fur lining
and collar.
Fashion Do
Texas Tom models stone washed denim jeans with a
stylin pink suede cowboy hat. Not every pooch can carry
off denim.
Thommytopia carries off these pink glittery wings with style. Perfect for every little girl and her dog. Thommytopia fairy wings will bring a magical dog into your living room. Your dog will seem to glide across the floor(especially if they are wood floors.)
Fashion Do
Fashion Don't
Thomasummer doesn't pull this sundress off well. It is currently being worn backwards, which tends to be rather revealing when wearing a sundress.
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Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Mary Christmas in the midst of chaos
My dog is in the doghouse. He actually ran like a wild thing into some one's home today. His excuse was that there was a cat and that he is responsible for chasing cats. I didn't get the full story because my husband was so mad he could not see straight, except that it was a fiasco. My daughter and I however, were able to laugh which only made my husband madder!
My daughter is in the doghouse because she got in trouble at school today for talking and got her color changed to yellow. If she was yellow, Thomas(our dog) must be on fire-engine red. The problem with that is dogs are color blind! My daughter, however, confessed as soon as she got in the car. She wanted to know if I was mad. I told her I was going to let her Dad be mad about that because we already had unresolved issues from the morning get-to-school routine!
Tonight, she gave me a good laugh as we were coming home from swim practice. Out of the blue, she says, "Mommy, I know why they say Merry Christmas!" I thought, this should be good, "Why is that?" I asked.
"You know, mommy Mary!" she said.
I had a good laugh over that one, I almost didn't want to tell her any different. I am so glad that she is looking for the Christ child and his Mommy Mary in Christmas. My goal this year, is to make sure that my family is really getting the true meaning of Christmas. It is such a sad thing that we are in a society that is so politically correct that we now hesitate to wish or write Merry Christmas and we even have to search through all the Happy Holiday cards to find a Merry Christmas card.
The birth of a baby that gave mankind a gift of eternal life has given us the chance to celebrate a True Christmas. One that we create to honor Him. It doesn't matter that Dec. 25 is not His actual birthday or that it took the place of a pagan holiday, what matters is what we do with it. We choose to celebrate Christmas, not just a holiday. We choose Jesus.
I was given this Sunday:
It is true that Jesus is the reason for the season. It is also true that when I accepted Him as my Messiah, I became a reason for the season. I am the reason He was abused, pierced, crushed, and silent. I am the reward and honor for His sacrifice. I am His birthday present.
So......
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Thursday, November 1, 2007
Dogs and Bacon
My dog is crazy, or is it me? I am not really sure anymore. Thomas, my dog, is a good dog, but if something is in his sight that he is interested in, all is lost, he will chase it, run to it, eat it, or throw it about in the air. The only way to even get his attention is to use his shock collar. Now don't get upset, he doesn't need a shock, he needs a beep. I push a button and he hears a beep and that is all he needs to obey. The batteries are dead.
I planned to take the dog and put him on his lead under the big tree in the yard. My dog planned to go play with his friends across the street. I don't mind him playing with the dogs, but the street is busy and I fear for his life. The dog doesn't know how to cross the street without being a moving target for cars. His dog friends across the street know how to cross the street, believe it or not, they stop, look, and listen. So off Thomas goes, across the street, and of course it is also a nature preserve with a locked gate. He is off and running. He won't come. I call and call. He looks back, turns and runs in the other direction. I tap on the gate with the leash hook. I call, I threaten, and all I see is the dust he left behind and I can hear dogs laughing at the idiot person at the gate. I wait. He doesn't come. Now, normally I would just go on about my business, but I just know if I turn my back he will be run over, flat as a pancake with all the traffic speeding by. The people driving by must wonder why I am standing at this gate like an idiot.
I have an idea, I will get Haley's whistle and blow it, maybe he will come. He did come to the gate with another dog, but he didn't come out. He looked at me and trotted off, left the other dog to gaurd the gate while he played. Great. What else can I do? I know, bacon! I cooked some bacon and went to the driveway with the leash in hand and stood there, he wouldn't come to even see I had bacon. So, I got in the car and drove across the street, thinking the dog would bark and all the other dogs would come running. Nope, he just looked at me with his big blue eyes and remained silent. Thanks for nothing! I went back home. They noticed when I was out of sight. Thomas came back to the fence, and was about to take off again, and I go running out of the house calling sweet as could be, "Thomas, bacon! I have bacon, don't you want some?" I acted like I was eating some, and you know, the dog came. Just as excited as could be, he wanted the bacon. I led him to the lead under the tree, hooked him up, and walla, Thomas got a mouth full of bacon. Silly dog!
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