Bank Treats and a Walk in the Park

Although I'm stuck sitting in the back seat, I can still see the bank lady and I know there's a treat coming my way.

From the bank we took a nice walk through the Linear Park.To be honest, we take this walk almost every day and I still find good things to smell.  There's always lots of pee-mail.  hahaha..doggie humor.  Sometimes we even see the alley-gat-er.

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

My Crusty Nose

I personally don't mind what my nose looks like but my mama and papa don't like it when it gets what they call "crusty".  I don't see it but, whatever...

My Auntie Wendy makes a wonderful product called a Beedandy lotion bar, which you can purchase for yourself here on her website.  It's made for people, but because it's all natural, it's safe to use on my nose.  However, I hate having it slathered on my nose, but I do get treats, which almost makes it worth it.  After just a couple of days, my nose it soft as a baby's butt, which I assume is super soft cause otherwise, what's the point? 

It looks yucky at first but then it gets ub-zorb-duh and disappears.

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

 

Funday, Sunday

I enjoy the way the Floor-i-duh sunshine warms me from the outside in, while I wait for my mama and papa to finally get ready for our morning walk. 

Most afternoons, my mama and papa go to the gym, then come home and have iced coffees on the deck while I enjoy a frozen treat.  Generally, before dinner, my mama takes me down into the yard and tosses my favorite Kong around till I get tired.

Sometimes, when she gets a bee in her bonnet, we sit on the dock for a few minutes waiting for fishes to jump out of the water.  She almost always tries to take a photo or two but I rarely comply.

Take the picture already...

Admittedly, I am handsome!

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

A Little of This, A Little of That

 We had a nice walk today along the Linear Path, all the way to the parking garage.  Papa went to the new coffee shop and got coffees and pastries for him and mama.  I was waiting patiently, not knowing what pastries are but thinking I might score a bite, being my good self when along comes a little dog, walking it's people.  Well...I lost my shit and embarrassed MY people.  I've got no excuses, It happens sometimes...

On another note, my mama says I'm getting a little more gray hairs on my chinny chin chin.  Well...I'm like going on ten and I don't have someone covering up my gray every month like someone I know who shall remain unnamed.  Just sayin'

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

Ear, Ear

My mama says the only time my ear sticks up like this, is when I'm sleeping. 

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham, CGC TT

Seriously?!

First...let me set the scene.  We are on our walk from downtown Punta Gorda to the hospital.  The area is 95% grass, 4% sidewalk and 1% dead palm frond.  Said named frond is where I chose to do my duty on this bright, sunny morning.

Now, while I was very proud of myself and quite relieved, my mama was not so impressed.  I thought maybe a "good boy", "well done", "nice job" or possibly a tasty treat was in order but what do I get from my mama?  "Are you kidding me?" "I'm taking a picture of that and sending it to Auntie Wendy."  and she did.  Gross.

Instead of being impressed by the fact that l) I can't see what I'm doing, since it's at the south end of a northbound body 2) I have no idea of the speed at which it will exit 3) nor do I know at what angle it will depart...it is placed perfectly in the center of aforementioned dead palm frond.    

Instead, she says..."How am I supposed to pick that up?"

Technically, that's not my job, so I think it was a ree-tor-ick-ul question, but I have no doubt that she will figure something out, she always does.

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham, CGC TT

It's a Special Needs Foster Season

Do you remember Pebbles, the puppy that arrived from Puerto Rico with bad hind legs?  You can refresh your memory, or learn about her, here and here.  She was super, duper special needs and she's been uh-dop-ted by a pretty special mama that loves her to the moon.  

Our next foster puppies were three American Bulldog puppies that were all deaf.  They didn't know they were deaf, which was fortunate for them since their barks were ear piercing.

This is them on their ride from the AWS, all snuggled together.  Unfortunately, we learned quite early...they can't travel in a crate without pooping every.single.time!  Stinky!  

They didn't have names, so my mama and papa and Auntie Wendy got to name them.  Papa named Blanca, she was the biggest of them all and the most bulldoggie looking.

Auntie Wendy named Ivory.  She was the middle one...not too big and not too small, just about perfect.  She had a little bit of black along the edge of her left ear.

"What do you mean it's all my fault?"

Ivory is the reason the tall fence had to be put up so quickly; she was the first one to climb over the short one.

Mama named the pipsqueak Pearl.  She was just darn cute.

Here I am saying "hi" to Blanca.

They stayed with us for a couple of weeks because they got sick and couldn't get spayed when they were scheduled. They had lots (and lots) of nasty diarrhea, so had to visit the vet at the AWS.  That visit took about two hours because they were concerned about Parvo, a very serious disease and often fatal to puppies.  Thankfully, that wasn't the problem.  They came home with medicine and a very messy crate. ;o( *sigh*

Once they started feeling better, every one got a bath.

Ivory

Blanca

Pearl

They learned very quickly when it was time to eat.

They all got to run and play outside of their kennel several times a day but sadly, it was really super cold for most of the time they were with us, so they didn't get outside except for a few minutes during the whole two weeks.

Blanca and Pearl playing tug

My mama called them the three little piggies and she loved taking pictures of them all snuggled up together in a pig pile.

Ivory, Blanca, Pearl

They went back to the shelter yesterday and all got a bath before anyone interested in uh-dop-ting them could see them because they were covered in poop!  All three had new homes by the end of today.  YAY ;o)

Happy life little piggies!

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT