It gives me something to do...
|Charlie, the Coolest Hounder Ever.||
Hey guys. It's Sunday, and I have noticed that no one has looked at my site. Are you guys at Church or something? I have no religion, 'cause I'm a dog, but I was just wondering... Anyway. I'm bringing the contest page back.
It gives me something to do...
Hi all of you people! I know you missed me so much. I know. I missed all of you too. My people changed the password on their computer and I couldn't figure it out. Today they happened to have left the computer on. So I got on and have immediately started blogging.
How was your Thanksgiving? Mine was great. My two friends, Pummer and Buddy came over along with two old wrinkly people who smelled like flowers and home. Pummer is a grouch. He's so cute though! I feel generally threatened by him... Here's a picture:
Anyway, here's a picture of Buddy:
Even though Buddy is soooooooooooooo cute. I'm not at all threatened by him. He was an abused dog my people's grandmother found him on the streets of Las Vegas. She took him in. His ribs were showing, his coat was shaggy, and he had clearly been beaten by people and mauled savagely by dogs. He had a collar. He had no name but he had his vaccination tags. My people's grandmother whom they call Nana, contacted Buddy's vet, and the vet contacted the woman who had previously owned the stray. The vet gave her number to Nana. When Nana called her, the first thing the woman said was: "I don't want that dog." She even gave Nana a fake adress when she insisted on returning the dog! It was clear that Buddy would be on his own without help. Nana brought him to the groomer's, and you can see from the photo that he is doing much better now. He's still mortified of loud noises, crouds, and large dogs. He may never fully recover from the shock of living on the streets of Las Vegas. But there's always a maybe. At this point I believe it's a probably.
But Buddy isn't the only dog who's had a tough time. I'm not sure exactly when, but when Nana was walking Pummer and Buddy around their trailer park in Westport Washington, A large Husky/Wolf mix apparently got off his leash and away from his owner and charged straight at Pummer. Pummer thought the dog wanted to play and leaped forward to meet the dog. The dog grabbed Pummer by the scruff and started to shake him around, back and forth, again and again like a rag doll. The dog was out to kill Pummer. Nana at this time had began to beat, and curse at this dog while the owner tried to pull the dog away. Another grown man had to come before the wolf-dog finally let go of Pummer. In the fight the dog had ripped up Pummer's left ear. He was quickly taken to the vet where he stayed for about a month. He is much better now and his left ear stands straight again. Anyway that's all of my information for today. Check my site later today for updates!
Realizing how fortunate I really am
Hi! I am officially back to tell you guys that I will only be blogging every couple days now. My peeps are on the computer all the time now and I never get a chance to blog. I was on the computer doing some research the other day... and I found this:
Don't not read this just because it looks weird. Believe it or not, you can read it.
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I thought that was so cool that I just had to share that with you. Maybe I should try blogging like that?... That would be hard... But super cool! Anyway...
How was trick-or-treating?
Did you see a lot of adorable dogs?
Can you hook me up?
well never mind...
Did you get a lot of candy?
Can I have some?
Is this torture to those of you who didn't trick-or-treat?
What did you go out as?
Did people compliment you?
Why am I asking these questions?
Am I expecting an answer?
Or just making this blog longer?
Well no matter what, I hope you had a great weekend. I'll blog to you soon!