Sunday, February 22, 2015

My Visit to the Veterinarian!

When my Mom says, "Come along!", I am ready to go out the door.  I LOVE getting to go on an adventure.  This time we went to the vet.  When I first got there, I met a new friend, Charlie the Dog.  Then I got put on the scale.  After that I had to wait in this room:


I get very nervous when I have to wait for the doctor.  I look at the door so my Mom can tell that I'm ready to go.  I also put my tail between my legs to show that I REALLY want to go.  Of course, I didn't get to go until I saw the vet who was very nice to me:







Wow, going to the vet was fun - I got LOTS of attention!  I even got four shots, and they didn't even hurt!

On the way out, there was a cage on the floor.  I looked in, and it was a cat.  I pulled on my leash so hard because I really did need to go - I'm afraid of cats, and I don't want to get hurt!

Like I always say, it's important to take good care of yourself, and that means you have to go to the doctor.  The best part - doctors are really caring and nice.  They want you to enjoy getting your check-up.  Now I just have to learn to not be so nervous. 

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Let's Play "Where's Gabi the Dog in the snow?"

Every day I seem to be sitting on the front steps watching my Mom shovel snow.  It just seems to snow ALL the time.  Can you even see me in this picture?


I really miss eating sticks and sniffing the grass in my neighborhood! 

Like I always say, make sure to wear a warm coat, like me.  I always go out prepared with my always-on fur coat.  My fur coat is coming in quite handy in this snowy and cold weather.  You won't hear me saying "Brrr."

Monday, February 2, 2015

When the Patriots win, I win too!

My Dad LOVES the Patriots.  That's why I have to wear that shirt that says "Patriots" on it - just in case you were wondering why I would wear clothes.  I have NO choice; when the Patriots are on TV, I'm wearing my shirt.  When my Dad is quiet (which means the Patriots aren't doing well), I take advantage and lay down.  When my Dad is yelling and jumping, I sit up and take notice:


I even wore my jingle bell collar for extra excitement!  The best part is when my Dad is watching the TV, he likes to eat which means EXTRA treats for me.  Even more important, the Patriots won so my Dad is in AN EXCELLENT mood which usually means that he's happy and might share more treats with me.

Like I always say, spend time with your family because you get to have company, and you usually get treats, too.  I'm always happiest and luckiest when I get to spend time with my family!

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

How I Wear Snow!

Today it is snowing A LOT.  My Mom and I went for a short walk, and then I had to watch her shovel.  Later my Dad came out, too.  While they're hard at work, I take my place on the front steps:


There's so much snow that I am turning white!  It's a good thing that I wear a warm fur coat to protect me from this snow.

I also explore:

Either way the snow manages to find me and turn me white.

Like I always say, be prepared for anything!  Make sure to have a warm coat like me.  My Mom told me that her students sometimes come to school on freezing cold days without a coat.  Take some advice from Gabi the Dog - YOU'LL BE MUCH WARMER AND COMFORTABLE IF YOU WEAR YOUR COAT.  Of course, I have my coat on all the time.  I sure am a lucky dog to stay warm even when it snows!

Monday, January 19, 2015

BEST Weekend Ever!

I just had the MOST amazing weekend.  Here's what happened:

My cousin, Lulu, the Dog, came to visit:


Lulu is a full-grown dog now.  I kind of feel bad for Lulu because she has to wear clothes to keep warm, and as you know, I don't think real dogs should have to wear clothes.  Also, my aunt won't let Lulu have any treats which actually works out better for me because then I get ALL the treats.  You do have to admit that Lulu, the Dog, is cute, and we get along well so she has that in her corner.


 I finally got to go to the Dog Park!  Here I am running around with Rocky, the Puppy:



I can still run with the best of them!

I also got to play with Buka (he's the black dog with the red collar); Moe, the Dog, who's running; and that's Rocky, the Puppy, who's jumping on my head.   Let's just say that you can tell he's still a pup:




You can tell that my friends are very excited and happy to see me!

Later, a GIANT dog came to the park:


LOOK AT HOW BIG THAT DOG IS!  His name is Maverick, the Great Dane!  His owner says he weighs 150 pounds - that sounds like A LOT!  

One of my favorite activities of all time is to roll around in poop at the Dog Park.  Unfortunately, my Mom doesn't agree with my choice so we had to leave.  She says I'm "disgusting."  Well, she shouldn't judge me until she tries it out herself!
Last, but not least, I got stuffed back into that shirt again:




Really?!?  Why doesn't my family get the message?

Like I always say, weekends are the best when you get to have fun and spend time with your family and friends.  I LOVE the weekend!  Of course, I make sure to enjoy every day because I know how lucky I am.  Make sure to appreciate how lucky you are, too!


Saturday, January 3, 2015

My Mom loves me too much!

Here's another example of how much my Mom really loves me.  She has my picture in her phone again:


My Mom got a new phone so she put a new picture of her favorite dog right on her phone.  Now she can see me wherever she goes - how amazing is that!

Like I always say, keep pictures of your dog everywhere.  Dogs want to make you happy, and if looking at our pictures make you smile, then we're doing a great job!

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Giant Bone = Not A Good Gift

I LOVE to eat food.  A GIANT bone that is too heavy to pick up and carry is not my idea of food:


My brothers gave me that GIANT bone as a gift.  I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but I do not like this GIANT bone.  I tried to pick it up, but it fell and made a GIANT noise.  I had to run away.  Then my Mom decided to be annoying and take a picture of me with the GIANT bone.  I don't want anything to do with the GIANT bone.  You'd think that she would figure it out already!

Like I always say, if you want to buy your dog a gift, do not buy a GIANT bone.  It is not a good gift.  What am I going to do with this GIANT bone any way?