They Say it's Your Birthday!

It's my birthday too, yeah!  Gotta love those Beatles.  Today I'm SEVEN!  That's this many...

Birthday's are always a special day around here, as they should be.  Unfortunately, my mama had a bunch of uh-point-mints today so I didn't get my Wendy's treat till late in the day.  Luckily for me, birthdays last ALLLLLL day and half the night!

I got a new squeaky ball because my mama didn't remember that I already have three squeaky balls hidden away in the basket in her sewing room.  duh!  On top of that, I got a new pull toy made from old fire hose, which is quite uh-pro-pre-ut since my people used to be firefighters in their other lives.

Then there was the photo shoot...the dreaded photo shoot.  I did get a new Happy Birthday banner and a big, new hat.  It's about time, that other silly one was really lame.

My pouty face

My best birthday smile

My stoic face...do what you must

I think I've had enough

I got the usual birthday burger when my mama and papa came home from the gym!  I love birthdays, I wish it was my birthday every day.

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

Beethoven

No, not the composer...the foster dog!  

My mama and papa brought him home to spend ten days with us.  Surprisingly, I like playing with him, although he's kind of mouthy and he has shark teeth...they are small baby teeth but they are razor sharp!

That's one of the things he will be working on while he stays with us, along with pottying outside and sitting nicely before treats.

Oh yeah, he likes to bark, too but we just ignore him when he does; however, he gets a tasty treat when he's quiet.  

My mama says...he's not a pit bull but he is still cute!  

It didn't take him very long to learn that my mama has treats in that fancy bag on her belt.

Hey lady...I smell treats!

Today was FINALLY nice enough to be outside all afternoon!  I got to have the back yard all to myself while the little land shark helped with the gardening in the front yard. It turns out he helps best from inside a nice, roomy crate.

I don't think he was all that impressed being crated.

boring...

He has several chew toys in there to keep him busy but he would rather sit there and gather sympathy.  Such a sad sack!

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

Not a Great News Kind of Day

Last month my mama noticed a "not quite right" area behind my upper front teeth while we were playing on the floor.  It's one of those things that mamas and papas want to have checked out...just.in.case.

Today I went to visit the Dr. Vet lady.  I'm not the kind of guy that likes having people messing around with my mouth, so I wasn't very coo-op-er-uh-tiv (which my mama told them and they chose to disregard).  Therefore, the Dr. Vet lady didn't get a very good look at it but she feels it's a tumor that will have to be removed.  

Dogs like me tend to have a lot of extra gum tissue that sometimes grows over their teeth and my mama and papa were hoping that was the problem.  I guess not.

Sooo, in a couple of weeks, I'm going back to the Dr. Vet lady.  It's one of those places where you go in feeling very spunky but you come out feeling very punky.  She is going to give me medicines to make me sleep so she can take pictures of my mouth and something called a bi-op-see.  If this tumor thingy isn't any big deal, she will take it away but I will probably lose some of my pearly whites, too. 

If she feels it's something more complicated, I'll wake up with all my teeths but I'll have to visit a specialist.

Sooooo, give me some thoughts if you will and send positive energies my way.  I have a lot of Floor-i-duh sunshines I still need to soak up.  

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

KaBOOOOOOOOM!

Yikes, we are having a seriously nasty storm outside, which makes my insides feel nasty, too.  I used to sleep right through thunder and boomers but as I get older, I get more nervous and anxious when the air is filled with lightenings and thunders.  Today was awful!

My mama brought my mat into the kitchen so I could be close to them while they ate lunch, but I couldn't relax.  I panted and paced and my whole body shook!  It's a terrible feeling.

Then, the loudest most scariest boomer I ever heard shook the whole house, even my mama and papa jumped.  They said a bolt of lightening struck right outside the kitchen window!  As it turns out, it "knocked out" the satellite TV, the internets and a couple of other things.  I would have liked to "knock out" that lightening!!!

I was so happy when it was over, I slept the rest of the afternoon and if I never hear another thunder boomer, I'll live happily ever after.

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

Something's Amiss

Is amiss really a word?  Doesn't seem quite right but then again, neither does my head...

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

It's St. Patrick's Day

Hope everyone had a chance to celebrate today.  From what I hear, my mama and papa did.  They say everyone is Irish today.   Soooooo, kiss me, I'm Irish today, too.

Unfortunately, my mama uses these silly occasions to put me in silly outfits and take pictures.  St. Patrick's Day is no exception...

I actually think my mama is getting kind of good at taking my pictures.  I'm a little nervous that Easter is right around the corner.  I'm wondering what she has in store...

Wishing each of you a fantastical St. Patrick's Day, or St. Paw-trick's Day in dog speak.

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

Chess Anyone?

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