Happy Halloween!

 

Happy Halloween everyone!  I'm a 'devil dog' - get it?!  The Biscuit isn't interested...

5 Years Old...

My birthday was earlier this month... I didn't mention it because my grampy crossed the rainbow bridge - but I'm 5 years old now! 

The Biscuit threw a party for me the other day... he distracted mom from her cooking so I could eat what she was preparing for my dad!  Love My Biskey! 

Oh yes, and as you can see, I've torn my 'Princess Red Sox t-shirt'... out of frustration... hope next year they do better!   

Healthy and Beautiful!

 

As I said in my last post, I went for my annual check-up the other day.  The vet said I was healthy and beautiful!  I got an 'A*' on my report.  I'm at my perfect weight...

More on The Biscuit...

 

I had a check-up last week and my mom talked to the vet about The Biscuit and the chicken incident.  The vet told mom that golden retrievers don't kill birds, they 'retrieve' them for their owners. She said The Biscuit didn't kill the chicken - which is what we felt all along.  Dr S thought the chicken died of fright!  Well I know everyone in our house feels better!  I know The Biscuit is a gentle soul.  I pick on him relentlessly and he's always ready to play and he lets me win! 

Bad Biscuit

Mom was taking me and The Biscuit for a ride this afternoon. Mom lets Biskey go to the car without his leash... and sometimes he goes in the backyard to pee first. Mom had me on the leash and brought me to the car and I hopped in. Biscuit came running and jumped in and he had one of the neighbor's chickens in his mouth for mom!  He was so proud of himself and laid it down in back where I was waiting for him. 

Apparently the gate was left open and the chickens were in our backyard.  The neighbor was crying when mom told her.  I felt bad for her and my Biscuit.

Couch Potato

Do you wonder why I haven't posted?   I've turned into a couch potato!  Here I am... this morning... my dad bundled me up at 4 am on the couch because I was cold!  Mom took these photos at 9am... I still hadn't gotten up!  

Yup, I'm spoiled! 

Accident...

Dixie here... I have a boo-boo paw.  Yesterday in the afternoon I was sitting in one of the mesh chairs on the porch instead of sitting in my own plush seated one.  I jumped off the seat and one of my toe nails was caught in the mesh and I ripped it out.  Mom heard the crash as the chair fell over, but I didn't cry. 

She saw The Biscuit looking at what she thought was a worm or something in the center of the tipped over chair and realized it was my nail!  She got bandages and packed my foot to stop the bleeding, and I didn't cry.  Then she brought me in the house and put me in my parlor chair and proceeded to wash my toe with peroxide after she looked up what to do...

That's when I cried... sort of a delayed reaction.  That stuff stings - no wonder kids hate it when you wash their cuts and scrapes!  Anyway, she wrapped it with a bandage after she put antibiotic ointment on it and I've been hopping around. 

Today I feel better but don't touch it!  I'm chilling in my porch chair, and as you can see, the bandage is in place.  I've been a good girl and not chewed it off! 

By the way, my nail won't grow back...