Diary of a Dog! Day 14

Today I started learning: waling on a leash, take it, give it, come, lets go, dress, paw, go potty, and bring it. That was a lot. I had so much fun. Those cookies kept coming. My Lady said I was doing go well. I did everything My Lady asked me to do. I love to make her happy. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 13

Today, I had so much fun. My Lady took me out and we had a great day. The old man calls me a horse but I do not mind. I know I am big because My Lady always calls me her big boy. I shall pee on the old mans grill tomorrow. I started learning to walk on this leash that I am always attached to. It is not so bad. I am still getting lots of cookies each time I do well in what My Lady calls "My Training" I think tomorrow I will continue "My Training" This is fun. It keeps me away from the boy. 

Diary of a dog! Day 12

It has been twelve days. I have counted them on my paws. Twelve days. I am still getting held against my will to take these ear drops. When will it end. I hear My Lady talking to the "vet" My Lady says I must follow up in a few weeks to see how my ears are doing. I can tell you my ears are doing great. As long as they stop those ear drops.  I have tried to get the two little dogs to play with me without luck. I think they are broken. They do not like to run and play. All they ever do is sleep. That is no fun. Today My Lady kept asking me for my paw. I am not sure if I want to give it to her or not. I will think on this. The boy is still odd. I barked at him when he came in My Lady's room when it was dark. I think I scared him away. I may try this barking again to make him go away. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 11

My Captors are still putting me through the ear torture. They keep telling me that it is for my own good. I am sure the Boy was the one that chose to get these ear drops. I now try to run but the boy is faster than I am. They capture me and hold me down and put this liquid in my ears twice a day. 

I did however get lots of cookies today. My Lady asked me to sit, lay down,  go to place, go under, take it, give it. She keeps hugging me and telling me what a good boy I am. I lay down, I sit on my behind, I go to my fluffy bed, I go under a table, I took a rope, and I gave the rope back to My Lady. I can do this. It is so much fun. The best part, I get to sleep with My Lady. I am plotting to take care of the boy. Not sure what I want to do yet. I may leave him a nice present in his room. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 10

The ear drops are still a problem for me. The boy helps with this and they put them in my ears and then rub my ears, like that is suppose to make it feel better. After the ear drops My Lady does hug and love on me. I always stick my nose right on her chest and she rubs me all over. I like to be rubbed all over. My Lady hugs me a lot. I like this. I think I will stop plotting against my captors "for now". Although, I am still watching the boy. He now does something called "boogudy, boogudy , boo . This frightened me. The boy is odd. I shale think of a way to get the boy back. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 9

Today My Lady took me to something called "Lowe's". We walked and walked and passing humans would say how handsome I was and how large I was. I really like this Lowe's. I want to go again. When we got home My Lady gave me an extra cookie. She told me I was such a good boy. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 8

Today I find that My Lady is very dizzy. I keep her in bed most of the day. I lay on her legs so she can not move. I have been with My Lady for one week today and I think I really like it here. It is not just about the cookies anymore. I get lots of loving from My Lady. I am still weary of the boy. He is a strange one. I am not sure if I will ever warm up to him. When I see him coming I get right next to My Lady. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 7

Well today My Lady gave me more cookies for just being me. My Lady asked me to "go under" a chair and she gave me tons of cookies just for laying down. I think My Lady really likes me. I am still weary of the boy. He makes sudden movements and is odd. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 6

Today the lady gave me more cookies. She is so easy. All I had to do was look at her. Really, just look at her and I got a cookie. Then the lady gave me a thing she called "a rope" in my mouth. She got so happy. But I got another cookie. What will tomorrow hold. Bring on the cookies my lady. 

Just to let everyone know, those ear drops are no walk in the park. The boy helps put them in and I  am sure they are trying to rip my ears off. They put this funny smelling liquid in my ears. I do not like it! 

Diary of a dog! Day 5

Today I became what the lady is calling a "Service Dog in Training" I do not know what that is but I think I like it because I get lots of cookies and the lady hugs me a lot and even lets me sleep on her bed. I sat on the floor and this made the lady very happy. I shall sit again to get more cookies. When I lay on the floor the lady gets really excited and I get more cookies. I think I can grow to like it here. As long as I keep getting cookies.  On a darker note, the lady took me to a place called "the vet". Well at this "vet" she poked and poked on my ears. She gave my lady some drops that I am sure will not be good. 

Diary of a Dog! Day 4

Today the lady kept me tied to her with what she called a leash. I do not think I like this thing she calls "a leash" Tomorrow I will chew through it to get away from my captors. 

Diary of a Dog ! Day 3

Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this in the entryway. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their bed.

Diary of a dog! Day 2

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little squeaky objects. They dine lively on fresh meat , while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional shoe. Tomorrow I may eat another power-cord.

Diary of a Dog! Day 1

I am finally aware of how sadistic the lady and boy are. My grams Chris told me I would go to a good home. I am not to sure of that. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo". What sick minds could invent such a liquid? My only consolation is the when the lady and boy came back to pick me up from what they called "the day spa" I got lots of hugs and loves. This is going to be interesting.