Not for the Queezy

Oh my gosh, things have been really weird around here lately. I am feeling quite rejected, and lonely. Vickie has been gone for four whole days and I didn’t know why.

I guess that is one of the reasons she asked me to see if Oak would write for you one day. She knew she was going to be away from the computer. She told me that too but she didn’t explain that it meant she was leaving me too.


So before I get going on the deserted solitary way I felt, let me first just thank Oak for filling in for me. Here is a little background information on Oak just so you can know him better.

Oak was born on July 4, 2008. His dad is Amercian but his mom is Canadian and he was born in Canada. The breeder wanted all the pups to be named after Canadian trees and that's why he is Oak. His dad is Leaf, so there is a family tree happening here. He weighs at least 79 pounds which makes him a little bit heavier than me which I suspect he needs to keep him warm on those cold Canada nights. And if you ever want to check out how he is doing, here is his blog site too. http://www.apetnannyplus.com/

Vickies Mom got to get her foot cast off on Wednesday so she took the camera to get pictures. The doctor was very nice to Vickies mom, The nurse who took off the cast was a bit scary and careless but all in all it went pretty good. I mean, they didn't cut anything off but the cast......

The incisions sight was pretty painfull looking and the doctor told Vickie that they had put the bandages on without leaving any air for the sore to breath so that is why it didn't heal completely.

What ever.....when she showed me the pictures.....ME a Cadaver Dog.....well even I got a little queezy. But at least she is out of the cast now. A few more weeks of learning how to walk on her foot again and little KC will be able to go home. He really misses Vickies mom and the nice quiet lifestyle they leave. He also misses being "the Only dog"

I bet being the "Only dog" is pretty cool. It would mean that all of Vickies time would be given directly to me and I wouldn't have to share her with anyone. Oh well,.....you can always dream....

The next day was the day Vickie dissappeared on us for four days. It happened early Thursday morning. She just packed up her stuff, went out to the front and waited for Paulette, who showed up shortly after that.

Murphy was in the car so I was pretty upset as I am sure I missed out on a lot. Why Murhpy and Not ME.

Vickie even missed Shantra's wedding and that is not like her. I mean Shantra is one of the best victims we have in American Search dogs and everyone loves her so they would do about anything to be to her wedding.....yet, Vickie missed it.

she did however, send a picture of herself with Paulette to the wedding so she could appear like she was there. I mean if you didn't know it was a picture, you would think she had a wonderful time.

Everyone at the dinner table wanted to have their picture taken with her.

Later her picture checked out the cake and when it was finally time to go home, Paulette...

DUMPED HER in the closest garbage can. The least she could have done was bring the picture back home for us so we could at least look up now and again and see her watching over us....even if it was a picture.

Vickie also missed seeing her newest family member Adelaide who came down from Idaho Falls with her parents and her big brother Gerrett.
talk about a cutie petutie )Whatever that is)

I on the other hand, was not completely ignored while Vickie was away. My Kelly family came often and took me hiking and walking and playing in the river. WE ran, we climbed we jumped we played and that was the only thing that kept me from being completely freaked out that Vickie was gone.

Only problem with all of that is that they wanted to be sure I was clean when Vickie got home so I had to have my very "FIRST" official Bath.

After one of the most joyous walks I have had in a while, they took me to their home first before back to my home, where Vickie had arrived and was waiting for me. I heard them talking about how Vickie had come home and that I should not be around her if I was dirty.

Now that has never been a problem for her before, but I was willing to take their word for it because the quicker they did what they had to the quicker I could get home and see MY VICKIE.

BUT A BATH......I was scared drooless. I mean, they called me into their bathroom, then closed the door. There were towels all over the floor and water was running in this huge big drinking bowl. At least that is what I thought it was. Nathan had taken off his levis and shirt and was wrapped in one of the towels too. What could this all mean.

Then they lifted me up and put me in the big drinking bowl. Oh my goodness.....It wasn't for drinking......it was for bathing....(I am still trying to figure out what bath is at this point)

Then Nathan gets in with me, maybe to help me not be so afraid and they all start putting this liquid stuff on me that begins foaming all over my body. I was afraid it was going to disolve me into liquid Bert and then they would flush me down the drain.

All the time Nathan is telling me not to worry and that everything would be all right. Finally after a bout and eternity of time, they did what they called Rinsing and I was able to get out. I frantically tried to get out of the room but it was all closed up. They started taking all the towels and wiping me all over with them.

When I got a little calmer, I found that this felt pretty good, being rubbed with towels is almost like being rubbed with hands. It can calm a boys spirit and make him relax. Yep, this bath thing may not be so bad. I was even starting to feel all clean and fresh. I havent' felt that good since last summer when I could go take a dip in the river or the lake.

It started up beign scary again for a few mintues when they pulled out this little gun like thing. It blew this hot air at my coat and at first I thought they were trying to bake me, you know cook me and serve me up for dinner.

But then I remembered these were my Kelly boys and the family loves me and woudl never eat me. RIGHT....All in all I guess it wasn't too bad.......

It was so nice to have Vickie back home when I got there. She is moving really slow and has this metal thing that is always walking in front of her...called a walker....or something. It helps her stand up because I just figured out from how she smells that she didn't just leave us to be mean but that she needed to be repaired.

Like when I went to the vets and had to have my innards cleaned out, well she had to go to the hopsital and have a whole new knee put in. Wow, a whole new knee. Everyone keeps saying what an amazing thing that is but I don't understand. All Iknow is that I smell pain on her and so I am being really careful when I am allowed to be with her.

Ben came over today to bring Vickie some pills for her pain and we all took advantage of his time. He loves us all and he just gets down on the floor and lets us walk all over him. Vickie says he is leaving soon too. Like she left but for a lot longer. He is going on a Mission. And the family is very very excited for him.

After all the goings on for the last five or six days I am pretty tired so I jump up on the bed and go to sleep. Can you tell who is smashed behind me...

Yep you can hardly see him but he just curled up into my ears and went to sleep with me. That KC you gotta love the little guy.

KC doesnt' realy care who he sleeps with though. The other day I cought him curled up with that nasty old cat Allred.......

Some final shots of me and Betty playing with my ball and the best picture of all is KC watching the National Dog Show last Sunday.

My goodness you would have thought he was there in person. He gets so excited. Jumps and runs through the house. He is telling the dogs how to walk and how to pose, but they are clearly not listening.

Oh well, maybe when he gets there in person he can gain more control of the whole show.

Thanks again to you Oak for writing on my blog last week. I was thinking I might do this more often so if any one of you, my other friends would like to take a turn, please let me know. I think it would be way fun to get to know you all better. I think I'll contact my buddy Bear up in Idaho tonight and see if he is willing, then perhaps Shadow the cat who lives in Vermont. Sounds kind of fun doesnt it.

Well, vickie says she needs to get off her leg so she cannot type anymore. I'll get back with you all a little later,

Love ya

Bert

Guest Writer "Oak"

Dang it, I knew something was up. Vickie has been cleaning, and packing and making lots of calls and it looks like Judy is moving in for a few days. I finally figured out tonight that Vickie was leaving us for a while. My Vickie is going away. She has never gone away before, not without me and it is very clear that this time......I don't get to go.

It started hitting home when she asked me if I would like to ask another dog to be a guest writer on my blog this week. A guest writer. Now why would I need a guest writer. Haven't I been doing a good job? Aren't you all just thrilled with what I have to say? Why would I need to invite another dog to guest write.

Now I see that it is a really cool idea. Besides the fact that Vickie is going a way for a few days, and I won't be able to tell her what to write on my blog, well, it is just a cool idea because now I can introduce you guys to a neat guy I have been reading about for a while.

His name is Oak.....He lives in Canada. Now I don't know what that means, but Vickie says that we might be going to New York this summer and maybe we can go up into Canada just to see what it is like when we are there.

So everyone.....Meet Oak......He is handsome and charming and a golden retriever just like me and I know you will just love him. I'll be thinking of a lot of things to tell you when Vickie gets back so for now, enjoy meeting my pen pal friend.....OAK......

Hi Everyone
My name is Oak and I am so excited to be a guest writer on Bert’s blog! Maybe if I do a good job Mommy will make me my very own blog, instead of just writing about me on hers. J Bert asked me to tell you all a bit about myself and my crazy, busy life.
Where to start….

How about my favorite things:

My Mommy: I don’t like to go places without my Mommy or when I have to stay home by myself. Mommy always says: “You be a good boy Oakie, I’ll be right back” I lay down by the door and go to sleep and by the time I wake up, Mommy’s back! Yeah!


My Toys: I love my toys, stuffies are the best, but I always tear them to pieces and take all the fluff out and then they are goneL

In the summer, Mommy got me a floaty toy so I would jump off the dock and go fetch it, but I still like sticks better. Mommy thinks sticks are better too, cause she had to go in the pond and get my toy a few times when I wouldn’t bring it back!

I have this really cool, yellow ball with feet that I got from Komo & Kyan (Mommy owns a pet sitting business and she walks them every day) for Christmas. We always go to the tennis courts and Mommy throws it way far to the other side and I get to run and run and run to try and catch it. I don’t always bring it back though

I just got a new toy on Friday, it has a rope on one end attached to like a long, skinny tennis ball (at least it tastes like a tennis ball). It’s fun too. I can chew on it and throw it around myself.

I like my kong too. Mommy fills it with peanut butter and cheerios… Yummy!
Sometimes Mommy says I have too many toys, she’s just kidding though, right?

Going on walks: I love going on walks! Sometimes we walk with friends down the sidewalk.

And sometimes we go to the park and I get to run around and race with my friends! That’s the best!

Treats: I like bones, liver, chicken, cheerios, just about anything. FOOOOD! I LOVE FOOOOD! What else can I say

Swimming: I just learnt how to swim this summer. It took about a month for Mommy to convince me that swimming is fun and now I want to do it all the time!

Unfortunately, we have this thing called winter here in Ontario. It means the river I swim in turns to ice and I don’t get to swim again until summer L No fair!

There is one good thing about winter…
SNOW!!!! Snow is really fun! I can run in it, roll in it, eat it! What’s not to love? Although this year, we hardly got any

I love the kids! When Mommy’s grandkids come to visit we have FUN, FUN, FUN!!! This is Tyler, he plays ball with me, chase and he lets me be his seatbelt in the van!

And then there is Aurora, she likes to dance in the living room and I always try to help herJ I’m such a good boy. She likes to come to the dog park with us too and doesn’t mind when I steal her hat…
and she always gives me big hugs!
I love my cottage, I love car rides, I love playing with my buddy Lite, I love meeting new people (new dogs are kinda scary though), I love being attacked by Jewels when she can’t get the dog she sees down the street (It’s really fun, I jump and run and she tries to get me, but she can’t cause she’s on a leash), I love being brushed, I love sneaking up on the couch for a quick nap (shh don’t tell Daddy, I’m not allowed on the couch)
and most of all, I loved being asked to be a guest writer for Bert’s blog!

Thanks Bert

Saturdays

Saturday SAT UR DAY What a wonderful word. What a wonderful day. I have decided SATURDAY is my favorite day of the week. Of course I love all the other days it is just that Saturday is the day I get to meet and play with so many other friends and humans outside of Canine Country Club.

Saturday is the day Vickie does a lot of training with the search dogs and the therapy dogs and this Saturday we all got to meet and work together. Annie, Murphy, Jake, Megan, and all their humans.

It was wet and rainy but nobody cared, we just walked and trained and well, just enjoyed the time together. We even went to an area that was filled with Scouts. SCOUTS.... they are always so much fun.

The thing I like (love) about Annie is that she doesnt' care if her hair do is mussed up by a little drippy weather and she doesn't care if, when we are playing, that I play rough, run hard, and sometimes body slam her sending her into a rolling spin through the snow. She is soooo coool.

Of course, Jake, the "Gentle Giant" among us is a great example to me. He can hold his own with me and never looses his temper. Even when I plow into him while running from Annie. The girls all like him too cause when he plays with them, he realizes he is powerful and could hurt them so instead, he just lays down and rolls on his back and plays with them from that position.

I have this new human friend named Olivia that comes and plays with me once a week on Wednesdays so I was pretty excited when I heard she was coming to play on Saturday......

Vickie asked her to be in charge of me while she was training some other dogs so we got to go hang with Murphy and Paulette. I got to teach Olivia how to ask me to sit and stay. She got pretty good at it too.

So when everyone of those guys left, because it was SAT UR DAY.....We joined up with John and Trigger and went up to watch the eagles and mountain goats. Do you know that at the top of those cliffs we spotted 17 mountain goats.

Trigger and I didn't care that much about lookin at the goats. Maybe if we had been up on the top of the mountain we would have been more interested but down here.....well, we decided that we should run and play in the muck while Vickie and John were taking pictures. They weren't too happy with us when we got in the van to come home, but they will get over it.....

They were so involved in taking pictures that we got to play for several hours. There was a creek and lots of fun smells all around us.....I could have played for two more hours if they hadn't gotten so cold.

Finally Finally they took their eyes off of their cameras and we all went for a hike along the mountain side. It was beautiful....BE UT I FUL What a great day......I couldn't have been more content.

In fact, I was feeling pretty good about all the fun things we had done that day and was getting a little tired and ready to come home. A treat and my bed is sounding pretty good about now.

BUT MUCH TO MY GREAT SATISFACTION. when we got home, I found that my Kelly family was on their way to get me and Betty, Tristy, Heli and Carbon and taking us for a run. I LOVE SATURDAYS........The fun never ends......

It was great fun. I thought I was tired, but the minute we got to the walking trail I felt ready to go. The water is still frozen over so we kind of avoided going to it. Vickie tells me that ice is dangerous and when Vickie tells me stuff, I listen...I dont' always obey, but I listen. There is something different about ice and it actually makes me a little nervous so for now I will not only listen to Vickie but I think I'll obey and stay away.

WE had a marvelous time. Betty ran in front leading us all through the woods and back again along the trail. She is so happy to be back with us. And she loves the Kelly's as much as I do so she feels so comfortable with them and it was fun to see her so happy.

The thing about Betty is that she has become quite playful with me as of late. It is like she is deciding it is ok to have fun.....It is ok to enjoy your life. This is a new thing for her. I am happy that I can help her enjoy life so much. She plays a lot better than Abby and Tristy.....

All too soon, SAT UR DAY was over. We are all back home now and pretty contented. Betty rolled herself up in the blanket of her dog bed and was fast asleep before I even got in the house.

KC and Allred were already settled in for the night. Strange relationship those two are developing. I guess KC doesn't know that Allred is really the Devil in disguise.

And me, Well, I am off to dream land myself. I am sure I will shortly be dreaming of a world made of SATURDAY's. What a great great day....mmmmm I am so tired...