One Year Ago Today

I was in a animal hospital in New York City gettin my ticker fixed.

I was 15 months old, a pup in his prime. I had no idea what was wrong with me I just didn't feel right. I kept passin out and fallin down right in the middle of runnin.

The humans were scared and I could tell they were worried.

The people at the hospital were nice enough and I got lots of head scratchin. For some odd reason they shaved off my fur in weird places.

When I woke up the next day at the hospital I felt great and was ready to run again. But little did I know this was the beginning of a month of hell. Even though I felt great the humans tried to "keep me quiet" so that scar tissue could build around the shocky things now attached to my heart. Sometimes the humans said they were "protecting their investment."

So I had to lay around.A LOT


Anyway it is all good now and I can do anything I want.

Here is my humans version of what happened.

My Cousin It...I Mean Gryff

My cousin Gryff is staying with us for a while. I think this is week number two. Gryff is a city dog. He lives in New York City and he thinks he knows everything. I think he is full of doodee.

He is a little guy but has a big attitude. I let him sleep in my bed and he really pushed the rules. Here he is laying on the pillow and that is against the RULES!
I waited for the humans to make him move off but he got away with it.

Here's Gryff on a park bench. There are different rules in the city. He says, in the city, you never leave your poop behind. All poop gets picked up and put in a trash can. WHAT?!?!




Poop is a dogs' calling card! If you don't have a pile out there you don't exist. Gryff goes out and poops on the driveway and the humans pick it up so they don't have to step in it or drive on it. I keep telling him POOP IN THE GRASS! It is best if you poop far away from the house. Ya' gotta let the world know you've been there. I guess he hasn't noticed that when he pees I'm right behind him peeing on top of it. So I cancel out his pee. That makes the poop even more important for him to leave his mark! I just can't get through to him.

I Gots Me Toy

Humans have rules that I don't really understand. One very frustrating rule is that any toy that I take outside cannot come back into the house.

So the way I understand it my job is to get any toys I really love past them to the world of mud and water. Then when I try to sneak the perfectly seasoned, mud soaked toy back into the house and into the communal bed they try to thwart my most masterful efforts.

I Like My Humans All in One Spot

Today was great. The weather was sunny with a cool breeze. All the Humans hung out on the patio where I could sit in one spot and keep an eye on them.

I sat on "Constant Crumb Dropper's" foot and he thought that was funny. I got my ears rubbed and my belly rubbed.

My human scratched my back with a thingy that made my loose fur fly on the breeze.

I sat right here and watched them all day.

Ah yes, Life is good!

Love, Love , Love

Oh, the Grandparents are great. I'm getting tons of belly rubs. They pay a lot of attention to rubbing my ears and scratching my back.

Petting me seems to make them happy.

It works for me!

The Grandparents Are Coming! The Grandparents Are Coming!

The humans have been in frantic preparation for the coming of the Grandparents! I love the Grandparents. They're both "Stop Smelling My Crotch-es" but they make up for it in so many ways. One is a "Constant Crumb Dropper" and the other is "A Little Taste of This Won't Hurt You".

It's like winning the lottery!

I'm so excited!

I will try to keep up with blogs but you know a golden opportunity like this can be wasted!

I Wait and Wait

Life would be easier if I could just open the door myself.

I've tried to open it with my mouth.


This must be why having thumbs is such a big deal.

Chillin'

So the humans are out on the Large Loud Grass Shortening Machines again. And Me I'm just chillin'. Checking out the landscape. Looking for something to chase.

It can be hard to chill when you are being watched. But I manage.

Car Ride!

Whoo hoo! I loves me a car ride. Sometimes it is just down to the mailbox (don't laugh, it's a mile to the mailbox). Today we went into town. It was rainy and cool and the human only had one place to go. Into the building and out with a box. The box didn't smell like anything.

My human gets real upset if there is a dog in a car in the sun. The only sunny days I get to ride in the car is to the place with the magic tube that gives the human money and dog biscuits. I like that place.

I'm Meeting A Whole Pack of Doggies!

Wow! Charlie and Opy sent a whole pack of pups to my blog. THANKS CHARLIE & OPY!

I was really excited when my human told me there are other dogs out there with pacemakers. And now I'm meeting them and lots of doggies and some of you guys have other medical problems.

I'm working on reading your blogs and getting to know all of you. Ya' gotta give me time 'cause a dog can only spend so much time in front of a computer. There's squirrels out there that won't chase themselves, if ya' know what I mean.

I Don't Get Humans

Today was a beautiful day and my Humans spent almost all of it on The Loud Large Grass Shortening Things. I can't think of anything more boring!

I tried to make them take breaks. I'd drop my Jollyball in front of the Loud Large Grass Shortening Thing.
And they would just yell at me to MOVE IT! You don't YELL at a dog with a Jollyball. You PLAY with a dog with a Jollyball. EVERYONE KNOWS THAT!

I might not let them sleep in my bed tonight!

Today I kept an Eye on the Humans

I won't be left alone 2 days in a row.

So today I made sure I was with a human at all times.

What does clingy mean?

Long Day

Today my humans got up before the sun and took both cars for a ride. They didn't take me.



I waited for my cousin Gryff and his human to come outside. I hung out with them until they got into their car. And then I was all alone. It seemed like forever until the humans came back.



I was really happy to see them but sort of peeved too.

I might not let them sleep in my bed tonight.

I'm a Free Dog Now.

When I first came to live with my forever Humans they were into bondage

I was always wearing a collar and a harness and ALWAYS on a LEASH! Do you know how hard it is to chase things when you're on a leash? There was no trust.

It took a while but little by little they gave me a chance to show them that I wouldn't run away.

Now I'm free to roam. I never leave the yard. I keep and eye on the humans. If they go away and the weather is nice they let me stay outside. When they come home this is where they find me.
I keep an eye on the house and keep the deer away. Ah yes, life is good.

Sometimes Poop Shoots out My Butt

I guess it's not a normal dog trick but sometimes poop shoots out my butt. It can be unpredictable. It can be embarrassing. It doesn't really bother me but the humans no likey likey. I can't help it I must just have a loose sphincter.



Once 2 German Shepards came to my house and I thought they were gonna eat me. I actually pooped myself. I tucked my tail and pooped and the poo stuck to me. It was not a good day. It actually was the day I had my fainting fits. I blame the big scary dogs and not my heart.

Last week I really wanted to go out, not 'cause I had to, I just wanted out and faster than the humans were moving. I did a super spin move out the door and poop flew out and stuck to the screen door. You had to see it to believe it.

Humans

There are basically 2 categories of humans. (There are sub-categories, but I'll discuss those later.) The "Stop Sniffin My Crotch" types and the "Didn't Even Notice You Sniffin My Crotch" types. What the "Stop Sniffin My Crotch" types don't understand is that I HAVE to sniff EVERY crotch. And, if I don't get a good sniff I GOTTA keep trying until I do.


I don't understand why some humans have such a problem with this. The "Didn't Even Notice You Sniffin My Crotch" types are easy. They stand still, I'm in, I'm out, and I have all the information I need. *sigh* Why can't they all be "Didn't Even Notice You Sniffin My Crotch" types.

I have 2 full time humans. One of each. It was really causing a problem until I got the information I needed while it was asleep.

In The Begining

So here's my life story. Or at least what I know of it.




My mom was pregnant and living on the streets of Tennessee.

She got picked up by the man and put in a shelter.

No one knew who knocked up my mom. (It might have been a Dalmatian.)

The shelter put her in a home for unwed mothers.

I was born with 2 brothers and a sister.

My mom and us youngins went to a foster home.

The foster humans put us up as puppyporn on petfinder.com.

The humans I'm living with now (the forever humans) paid lots o' money to have me trucked to Connecticut.

I traveled for days, by boat, from Tennessee to Connecticut. It was a long hard journey and only the strongest dogs survived.

My forever humans picked me up in Connecticut and we traveled for days, on a donkey, to New York.

And now I've lived here for almost 2 years!

I'm Hoover

I'm Hoover and this is my blog. MY BLOG. My very own blog. It is a blog all about me. The life and adventures of Hoover.

Am I a handsome guy or what?