Sam here. I’m trying my best to catch up on some great shows on HBO and Showtime but so far nothing seems to be coming through. Can anyone tell me what’s up with that?
You probably heard that I had my teeth cleaned yesterday. I was a little loopy last night when mom picked me up. My eyes were very bloodshot and I looked like I had been crying with huge wet tear stains down my face. Mom thought I looked more than a little punch-drunk. My teeth are all sparkly now and nice Dr. Erickson removed a small cyst-like tumor on my front leg (yup, the same one I hurt last week-what were the odds?!). Mom noticed it when we were in California and knowing that I’d be put under for the teeth cleaning, opted to do both at the same time. If this is what getting old looks like, please unsubscribe me from that list.
See my blood-shot eyes? The third eyelid looks pretty gross, doesn’t it? Ick!
When I got home I was a ‘starving Marvin’ and ate like I hadn’t eaten in 87 days. Then I slept like a log all night long once I figured out how to navigate with the cone of shame HBO receiver on my head. Mom used one of those travel pillows to help me get used to the cone but has been watching me like a hawk so I don’t lick my foot. She doesn’t seem to understand it itches. Dr. E said I can’t go swimming or take any baths (yeah…doing the happy dance about that!) and must take all the meds they gave me to fully heal.
Anywhooo…I’m ok though it’ll take a few days to get all the anesthesia out of my system and get the pathology report back so we know more about that little nodule on my ankle. Paws crossed it’s nothing serious.
In the meantime, I’m gonna work the pitiful angle. Think it will work and I score extra treats with this look? I’m counting on it.
In the meantime, I’m gonna take a lots of naps while I’m recording “Homeland” through this DVR cone. Maybe this stupid thing will keep my head upright since I can’t seem to lay my head down and get any rest today. Have a groovy Tuesday.
Yawn…Sam here. The Wi-Fi is super spotty and s.l.o.w. and it’s taken all my special dog powers to add this post. I haven’t been able to read your blogs but will as soon as we can get a decent Wi-Fi signal.
We made it to just shy of the Utah border today and boy am I tuckered out. This traveling thing is exhausting.
While we were traveling homeward, there was some parade thingy for the Broncos for winning the Super Bowl. So there are about 5 million people in the entire state of Colorado and over a million of them showed up for this parade! Downtown Denver was a sea of orange. See…mom told you about Bronco mania and she didn’t exaggerate it at all. The Broncos have demonstrated a ton of class and made the city proud. Congratulations to Peyton and the rest of the team. Way to go.
See you guys once we get a decent Wi-Fi signal! P.S. The Quality Inn in West Wendover, NV leaves a lot to be desired. 🙁
Sam here. I decided to commandeer the blog today since Mom is celebrating, albeit via long distance, her ‘baby’ brother’s birthday today (happy, happy Tim-we love ya) and tomorrow is Ground Hog Day. Till then all I can say is: don’t let the door hit you in the tush, January. Spring is just around the corner, regardless of what that rodent says tomorrow and I for one am excited about supervising work in the garden again. Woof, woof!
Mom and dad are busily clearing out dad’s storage units and breathing dust but look forward to being able to enjoy some of California beyond its traffic and…ahem…interesting drivers. Happy Monday. 😉
Hey everybody…Sam here. I see mom hijacked the blog the other day to ‘go over’ the walking rules. Yeah, whatever. Sorry you guys had to read that drivel. Now that she’s getting ready to fly the coop at work, she’s gotten a bit cocky and thinks she can have free rein over the blog. Not likely but if that’s what floats her boat and makes her happy, we’ll let that be our little secret, ok?
So for the record, I love being the center of attention most of the time (I am a Standard Poodle after all) but sometimes a boy just needs a little alone time. Like today…so I’m wondering why can’t I enjoy a little privacy? Here I am minding my own business no doubt thinking about my next post on a gorgeous 45º F degree day watching people walk by and mom disrupts my sun-basking with her stupid camera. Sheesh woman, don’t you have anything better to do…like give me a break? Go pester dad, he enjoys your attention.
Hope you had a safe and Happy New Year’s weekend. As you can see I’m working on my New Year’s resolution to perfect the art of ‘chillaxing.’ What’d you do this past weekend? Got any resolutions you want to share?
Holy moly…Christmas is nearly here! Yikes-where did the time go?
Sam here…you remember me, right…that handsome stylin’ dude from Denver who lives on a ‘ranch’ near downtown? Yup, I’m still here, though I wonder where the heck my mom is who has been AWOL for some time now.
Recall with me some of the wild stuff that happened over the past few months around the ranch. My grandma had a serious health scare back in October and was placed in hospice care right about the same time things got crazy busy for mom at work and simultaneously while her personal life took a decidedly wild (but incredibly wonderful) turn with someone with whom she went to junior and high school with some 87 years ago. Right now, mom’s in end-of-the-year sheer hell closing crunch with clients suddenly realizing “oh jeez, it’s almost the end of the year…we gotta close this deal ASAP!” Twelve to fifteen hour days are beginning to take their toll on her but the end is in sight. After months of having to be in non-stop ‘pounce into action’ mode, she evaluated what the really important things are in life…good health, family and special loved ones, plus a tasty elk antler every now and then. You know…great stuff like that. Now that we’ve turned the corner with good news on grandma (she’s getting better with each passing week, thank you very much) and I have a new dad (I know…how cool is that?!), mom decided she’s had enough of being ridden like a rented mule so she gave notice that she intends to ‘retire’ right after New Year’s from the firm. Will she get another job remains to be seen, but after nearly 25 years at the firm, she has decided that working there just wasn’t worth the stress. Wow, what a relief…I for one can’t wait to have my mom back again. Woof-woof! 🐾
And so this Christmas, despite the craziness in this world, it is clear that we around the ranch have much to celebrate. Whether or not you believe in Santa, I know we sure do. Apart from the obvious holiday celebration, it’s also my grandma’s 85th birthday. Back in October when she first got sick, we weren’t sure she’d celebrate anything, much less another birthday, but it’s very clear that this remarkable woman is as strong as nails with so much more to do. As her family, we couldn’t be more thrilled and look forward to a spectacular 2016 with her. Mom’s nephew from Pittsburgh made good on his promise to ‘put a ring on his love’s finger’ (after dilly-dallying for 3 years-inspiration and nudging straight from grandma who made him promise while she was in hospice on her deathbed to do so) as well as welcoming my new dad to our family. Wayne and I have become such great friends hanging out all day while mom does heaven only knows what for those lawyers. He’s good to me and has taken great care of my mom. I even wait for him by the bedroom door every morning for him to get up so we can start having fun rather than wait for mom to get out of the shower. In February we are welcoming a new baby girl from another nephew as well so you can see there are loads of fantastic goings-on in our family for us to be totally over the moon and agree that…yes, Virginia, there really is a Santa Claus.
So as you and yours celebrate the birth of Christ this holiday season…from our family to yours, please know that we send you our very best wishes for a very Merry Christmas. I know ours will be the best. Christmas. ever!