Saturday, March 22, 2008

Happy Easter!

(This picture should be subtitled "The humiliation I will endure for chicken treats.")

Friday, March 21, 2008

Tori's visit

Last month, Aunt Tori came and stayed with us for a week and a half! It was fun. I was sick for part of her stay, but that didn't stop me from playing! Here's Aunt Tori hanging out in the driveway. We were waiting for Daddy to get his act together before we could go to the park. Sometimes Daddy can be a real poke.

Here we are in the back of the car at the park. I just wanted to get out of the car and run, but Mommy made me wait until we got our picture taken. That's why I look sad. Here we are at the dog park. Tori didn't run much. But she did enjoy one of my favorite things to do, letting her fur blow in the breeze. It was so windy, it made my ears and tongue flap!

Then we were tired, so we came home and napped. Mommy sat between us on the couch. Daddy had to go upstairs, there was no room for him!

Now see if you can tell me what's wrong with this picture...

Why is she free, while I'm in my crate? Not fair. And why is she staring at me? It's not a zoo!

I didn't win :(

I didn't win the Bissell MVP contest. Thanks to everyone who voted for me. I'll give you a big slobbery kiss next time I see you.

The top vote getter for the week was a very handsome dog named Dash. I must admit, he's very good looking. Take a look for yourself:

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

My chair

Let's get the business out of the way -- last day to vote for me:

Here's a picture of me napping in a chair. You might recognize this chair from a lot of other pictures. Mommy's had this chair forever. Since before she adopted me and even before she met Daddy. It's the chair I use as a trampoline to get into the front window. After close to one year of using the chair in such a manner, the top seam started to tear. The hole kept getting bigger and bigger and you could see the chair's stuffing. Mommy didn't sew the hole up because I was being a good boy and didn't try to steal the stuffing. She was afraid if she did something to it, I'd get interested in it, and I would want to steal the stuffing and destroy the chair. Which is probably true. So she just left the chair alone. Until...

A few weeks ago, cousin Sami came over to play one day while Mommy, Daddy, Aunt and Uncle went somewhere. Cousin Sami ate the stuffing! I told her not to, but she just wouldn't listen. She is not good like I am. I think she learned her lesson because Aunt said that Sami was throwing up chair stuffing for days. I told her it was a bad idea.

So, Mommy had to cover the chair, and the chair is now green. I can still nap in it and use it as a trampoline, so it's fine with me.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Have you voted yet?

If you haven't had the chance to vote for me in the Bissell Most Valuable Pet Contest, please do! Voting ends tomorrow (Tuesday, March 18). Here's the link again:

And here's a picture of me and Aunt Tori at the dog park. Mommy thought we should post something cute to thank you for voting! I'm the cute one in the front!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Vote for Me!

No, not in the presidential primary (although I'd make a great president), but in the Bissell Most Valuable Pet Photo Contest. The top five dogs based on votes will make it to the semi-finals each week. The top vote getter of the week's parents get a Pet Hair Eraser vacuum cleaner, which Mommy says that we could use as all my fur seems to be woven into the furniture. Then after all the voting is over, Bissell will take all the semifinalists and choose one winner. That winner gets his (or her) picture on a vacuum cleaner box! And most importantly, the winner gets $10,000 to give to a charity of his (or her) choice. If I had $10,000, I'd give it to GRIN so they could help more dogs like me!

Click here to vote!

And if you'd like to tell all of your friends to vote for me, you can either send them the link above, or email them a link to this post. Do you see the little envelope below, next to where it says "posted by Cooper"? Click on that and you can email a link to this post to everyone you know!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

My mom has fleas -- The lost post

Hi everyone! We found a lost post! I wrote this back in November, November 11 to be exact, but we forgot to post it! Enjoy!

I forgot to tell everyone, last weekend, mommy and I took a bath. I think mommy had fleas, so she needed a bath. Why I had to go in with her, I don't know. At first I was really excited to go upstairs, because I hardly ever get to go upstairs. Then mommy made me go into the bathroom, and she closed the door. I was mad, because I wanted to go exploring upstairs. Then she turned on the faucet and tried to lure me into the bathtub by letting me drink out of the showerhead. I got into the tub, but then mommy tried to get me all wet and I tried to escape. While I was trying to get out I pulled down the shower curtain. And the curtain rod. Mommy picked me up and put me back in the tub. I kept trying to get out, but she kept putting me back in. It was not fun. Then she put shampoo all over my fur. I rubbed it all over her clothes because, as I said before, she was the one with fleas, not me, so she needed the shampoo. I'm too handsome to have fleas. Finally, she rinsed all the soap off of me and dried me off. Then she made me stay in the kitchen when all I wanted to do was roll in the carpet. In the kitchen all I had to roll on was a towel. It was unfair. Mommy then asked if I was mad at her. I kissed her on the nose, because I can't be mad at her. After all, she does have fleas. Poor mommy. {Note from Mommy: I DO NOT have fleas!}

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Sick as a dog

So, where have I been? What have I been doing? Well, since New Year's I've been sick. Not real sick, but sick none-the-less. But don't worry loyal readers, I'm all better now! I wanted to tell you that I was better before I told you about being sick because I didn't want anyone to be concerned -- trust me, Mommy and Daddy were concerned enough for everyone.

It all started on New Years Day. Mommy and Daddy decided that they were going to do nothing that day because it was rainy and yucky and they had to go back to work the next day. So Mommy and I sat on the couch and watched TV all day. Mommy didn't notice, but I wasn't feeling well then. Then for the next couple of days, I was really mopey. I didn't want to play much. I still went for my walks, but I wasn't my normal self. Mommy really started to worry when one day after she threw a bone into the family room, I ran to get it, but only pretended to eat it so she wouldn't worry that I wasn't feeling well. Mommy left the room, but she forgot something, so she came back she caught that I was faking! She was very worried, because she knows how much I love bones. She was so worried that she and Daddy skipped a party to stay home with me. That happened on a Friday, and Mommy said if I wasn't better by Monday, we were going to the doctor's.

Over that weekend, I started to feel better and was back to my normal fun self. I was going to the dog park and running around and playing. Then two weeks later, Mommy took me on a walk one morning and I threw up. Mommy was worried because the only other time I had thrown up was when I got car sick. She kept and eye on me and I didn't get sick again...until the next week. The next week, I threw up twice in two days and was mopey again. Mommy called the vet and made an appointment for me to see the doctor.

First the doctor thought I might have eaten something that was stuck in my tummy. She took x-rays of my insides and there was nothing weird in my tummy. Then she thought maybe I had worms, so I took a test for that, and turns out that I didn't have worms. Then the doctor took my temperature -- and she didn't use an ear thermometer like Mommy uses...the indignity! -- and I had a fever. So doctor put me on antibiotics, which made me get sick out the other end. A few days after I was done with the antibiotics, I started to throw up again. We went back to the doctor and she had me get a blood test. When they got the results from that, they thought that I might have Addison's Disease, which can be life threatening if it isn't treated! So I went to the vet's again for another test. That came back negative too, so I didn't have Addison's.

At this point the doctor said that they had ruled out everything life-threatening, which we were glad to hear. Doctor then put me on a special food to see if I was allergic to my food. The special food made me sicker! I had my first, and hopefully last, accident inside the house while Mommy and Daddy were at work. I was so embarrassed, but Mommy told me it wasn't my fault. She was said that I was a good boy because I had my accident in the kitchen on the tile where it was easy to clean up.

So then, the doctor said that maybe I had reflux...just like people do! So, she told Mommy to give me an acid-reducer (I won't say which one, unless the pharmaceutical company wants to pay me for product placement). Mommy gives me a pill a half hour before I eat. We've been doing this for a couple of weeks now, and I haven't been sick since! Hooray! Even better, Mommy wraps the pill in cheese!

So we're pretty sure that I have acid reflux. Mommy and Daddy are so happy that I'm better. I'm back to normal, playing and running and pestering!