My doctor and me

I think I'm in a hospital. I don't know for sure but I'm staying with my doctor. My allergies keep getting worse and I have new medicine. My doctor checks on me every day. Everything's good here but the shots. Uggghhh!

Have I told you I love going to my doctor and my groomer? They are in the same place and everyone loves me. I just try to be friendly with everyone I meet 'cause I LOVE people.

I don't know when Mom and Dad will come back for me but I'll be ready to go home. I miss my sister, Peanut, even if she doesn't like to play with me.

To be honest, I like it wherever I am - as long as I'm with people who love me.

It pays to be a handsome guy but it's my charm that makes people love me.

Life is good, isn't it?

Doctors, Groomers and Dads

Ooh, Mom is packing my bag with my food, pills and peanut butter. That means we’re going someplace and I get to ride in the car – one of my favorite things.

Yesterday I went back to the doctor. He is sending me to a special doctor – a d??? (I’ll have to ask Mom how to spell it… Mom!... ) dermatologist. Don’t know what that means but I still have big problems with my allurgeez. Did I tell you Mom makes me a wear a shirt all the time now?  Yuck!

Stephanie, my groomer, gave me another bath. Don’t like the bath but she sure knows how to make me feel special. It’s all kissy, kissy lovin’ and that makes the bath okay.

Anyway, I left looking handsome as usual! Dad picked me up. He’s cool but he doesn’t tell me how handsome I look. He’s a good dad though. He holds me for a long time every morning, takes me for rides on the golf cart, lets me play outside while he’s doing whatever stuff he does and rubs my tummy whenever I want him to.

Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I think I speak for all dogs when I say our human dads make us happy.  I think I’ll give Dad a few extra licks on his knees tonight – let him know I love him sooooo much.

Allergies don't go away.

I wish my allurgeez would go away for good. I had to go back to my doctor again. He's a nice guy but he always gives me pills or shots. Pills are good cause I get them in peanut butter. Shots are bad.

Mom asked the doctor if she should quit giving me peanut butter. My goodness gracious, what a horrible thought. I love that sticky gooey stuff in my mouth. I'm glad he said peanut butter is good for me.


Me - in my baby shirt -tail draggin'

You won't believe what Mom did to me though. She bought a baby shirt and is making me wear it. I know it's to keep me from scratching' and lickin' but get real, Mom. I'm a dog, not a baby. I've been really quiet since she put the shirt on me. Maybe she'll figure out I don't like it.

Sometimes it's hard to be a dog - especially one with allurgeez.

Grooming time

I have the coolest groomer. Her name is Stephanie and she loves me. I love her friendly smile. She's so colorful. She acts colorful too - all smiles and hugs. I even put up with her kisses. Stephanie gives me a bath every week. I have allurgeez (Mom says it's "allergies"). Stephanie gives me a special bath and I have to soak forever. I don't like that. She can be tough too and I've found that she always wins. I've never won yet when I try to keep her from doing something. Thing is - I really don't mind it too much because when Mom and Dad pick me up, Mom thinks I look handsome and Dad tells me I'm a good boy. I have a pretty cool life. I'm handsome too - just ask Mom! I understand "good boy" but what does handsome mean?