Eight: A Day in the Life of a Furbaby Named LuLu

Today I learned to Run Like the Wind!

2009-01-22T05:53:00.000-08:00

Watch Me Go!!!!

It is early April here in Kansas, and the days are just starting to warm up enough that Mom lets me go outside to play. Up until this point we have gone outside, hurriedly taken care of business, and rushed back in to the warm, comforting house.

Not today…. Today I was allowed off the leash for a little while and I learned something amazingly fun.
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I learned to RUN!
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I ran and ran and ran. Over and over and over. I was so exhilarated! What fun it is to just let your legs fly as fast as they can. Some of the time, my feet barely touched the ground. I felt as if I were flying!
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Look out everyone .... here I come ..... fast!
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Pant, pant, puff, puff. Need to take a short break here to catch my breath.
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Oh Mom! Lets do it again! ............ And away I go!

After school time, the big yellow bus came, and the little boy was here to play with me. He loves running with me. We had races and I actually won some of them.
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We ran round and round the back yard, past the bushes and under the branches of the oak tree that grows behind the house. He would get tired and sit down in the grass to rest. That's when I could give him puppy kisses. He has the cutest giggle!
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While we continued our races, Mom kept cautioning him to not step on me. I’m still quite a small puppy she says. Small? I’m not small! I am big! I am super! I am mighty! I am awesome! Where does she get the idea that I’m a small puppy?! How ridiculous. Well, at least she is protective. I suppose that most moms are like that.
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Thank you Mom. I love you too.
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LuLu

Seven: Bath Time For LuLu

2009-01-08T10:25:00.000-08:00

Splish Splash!

Bath time! Bath time! Bath time!

( This is sooooo humiliating.)

How embarrassing! Having someone plaster pictures of your bath all over the internet! Mom!?! How could you do this to me?!

(sigh)

Worse yet is that the people here just do not understand how it feels to be wet when you are covered with fur. It's cold. It's drippy. It smells weird too. Nobody likes to smell weird. People make ugly faces at you when you smell weird.

I hate having a bath for all those reasons and more.

Bath time at my house is a ritual. First my mom gets out my shampoos and brushes and combs and some towels and a washcloth, and lays them where she can reach them .... but where I can't. She won't even let me sniff them to see if I'm going to like them or not.

Then my mom starts the water and tests it on her wrist like for a people baby. One time the water was a little bit too cool and I didn't like that. She probably wouldn't either. So from then on she was more careful with the temperature. Cold water is not okay for baths ... just for drinking.

Once my mom gets me all wet, she slathers dog shampoo all over my back, belly, legs and neck. This makes lots of bubbles. The massage part feels very relaxing. Then I am rinsed with the sprayer which I don't like very much but if the water is nice and warm it is not too awfully bad.

After that mom uses baby shampoo on my face and ears so that it won't burn my eyes. I appreciate that about her. She is always so thoughtful in that way. I try to lick the baby shampoo from around my mouth, but one other time I did that and it made me upchuck later. So my mom won't let me do that anymore. Thank goodness. I don't like to upchuck. It's gross!

When I'm finally washed, mom dries my face with a cloth and dries the rest of me with a great big towel. She rubs my fur and I don't like it very much. I squirm until she puts me down. Once down on the floor I try to run away from the wet feeling. I run and run and run and run. I rub my face on the rug over and over and run all over the place trying to find something that will dry me off. Being wet and cold is not fun so the sooner that I dry off ... the better.

Once she used a noisy air blowing thing on me. She called it a hair dryer. That thing was so loud that it hurt my ears. I tried to bite it and mom had to hold it where I couldn't reach it. She finally put it away and just let me dry off with the towels and rugs.

After I'm mostly dry, she grabs me and starts brushing and combing my fur. Ouch! Ouch! Slow down mom! You're pulling my hair. Eventually she puts my collar back on and lets me down to play or sometimes take a nap. Baths really do feel good....... when they are OVER!

I hope that this explains the photos that my mom posted .... especially the one where I'm rubbing my face on a rug. I wonder what she'll embarrass me with next time?

And now ... I would like to say hello to Spike in Ohio and all the other pups who read my blog.

Please leave a comment if you like my blog.

LuLu

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Six: My New Nickname

2008-12-28T11:11:00.000-08:00

Springtime is here but most of the days are cold and muddy so my family and I are stuck here in the house with nothing to do. My dad is watching the television shows of golf and wishing that the weather would take a turn for the better. Mom is on the computer quite a bit.

While they are not paying attention to me, I wander around. I call it exploring.

Sometime I find a new discovery. Today I found a paper thing called a catalog.

Did you know that some catalogs have very thin paper that is just a tad bit on the slick side which makes it adapt readily to ripping and tearing easily?

What fun! Bite, rip, spffth, bite, rip, spffth, bite, rip, rip, rip, spffth!

I was able to create a whole heap of slivers which I had hoped to return to later when I wanted a snack, but when my mom saw them she picked them all up and put them into that white container from which nothing ever returns. She calls it the trash can.

That trash can thing must be a portal to some unknown universe because she keeps putting stuff in there never to be seen again. Each day she grabs that trash can by the collar and pulls it out from under the sink. Then she rips the skin out of it, ties the skin corners into a knot, and puts the skin in another bigger garbage/trash can located in the garage. I wonder if that hurts the little white trash can? I guess not it never makes a sound.

After my catalog discovery, my mom says that my new name is Shredder! She laughs and acts like I'm supposed to laugh too. Frankly, I don't see anything funny in that name at all. Just between you and me, my mom can get a little bit on the quirky side. Thank goodness that my nickname did not stick and everyone is still calling me LuLu.

See you next time for more episodes into the my daily life.

LuLu

Five: A Walk in the Park

2008-12-23T18:02:00.000-08:00

Well time is flying by and I'm now able to run faster than my mom. ( That's not really bragging as she is really slow. LOL)

Notice the green collar with the black leash. ( You would think that my mom could color coordinate better than that! Good grief!) The leash is so I can't get too far away from her. I guess that she must worry about me getting hurt or lost or something. She's a good mom.

Also notice that the collar has a bell. Mom and Dad say it's so they'll know where I am, and they won't step on me. Just between you and me that bell drives me nuts. If I even move a tiny bit it dingles. Sounds like a silly sheep or something! I'll be glad when I outgrow this thing.

March is here now and my two favorite little boys in the whole world are staying with us during the day because the schools are closed for spring break. (Well one of the boys is not so little any more.) That little girl came back to visit me too. So my mom took all of us to the park.

I had never been to a park before, and was amazed at all the fun things that the kids could do. I stayed near my mom and tried to eat wood chips. She kept picking them away from me. I thought that they tasted pretty good. Oh well. I'll find something else to chew on.

We all shared our lunch there at the picnic tables. Some other little kids came to play and they all wanted to play with me too. Some of the other moms weren't too sure about their kids touching a dog though. I had no idea that people would be biased against a little pup such as me.

Maybe they are afraid of germs. Seems like people have these things called germs that live on their hands because they are constantly trying to wash them away with soap and water. If I was a germ, I would hate that.

Well, I suppose that this is all of the story about the park. If you ever get a chance to go to a park, you should go. They are a lot of fun. Take your people with you. They might even enjoy it as well.

Four: I'm learning new things every day.

2008-12-22T15:24:00.000-08:00

I am growing bigger and bigger and so are my teeth! I don't understand why my mom doesn't like it when I chew on her fingers and toes. You should see dad when I try to chew on his toes. He goes beserk! I didn't know that humans had such sensitive toes.

Mom bought some croc type shoes to wear. She calls them toe guards. I like the chew on those too. For some reason, chewing makes my mouth feel better.

This potty thing is not going very well. I keep missing the white area. Mom doesn't like that very much and has to clean up after me a lot. I suppose that I'll get better at it as time goes by.

When I'm not chewing things and going to the potty, I'm playing or napping. Mom says that I'm still a baby and that I need a lot of sleep. I fell asleep on the floor playing with my toys.

So mom put me in my little box on a towel. I'll be awake later and maybe I'll tell you some more of my story.

Three: I like getting presents!

2008-12-22T12:29:00.000-08:00

I gotz presents!

My new mom bought some toys for me. They are fun to chew on. Some of them squeak! I can pick them up by biting them and some of them are small enough to carry around. The larger ones are either too heavy or they are so big that I trip on them when I try to walk. I suppose that I'll get bigger and then can play with them better.

After supper, that cute little girl came to visit again. She brought me a hoodie! It is like sweatshirt material and has a really cool saying on the back. I will have to say that getting it over my head was a little difficult. I wasn't sure that I would like it at first, but you know it was quite warm.

I'm growing a little bit each day, but my new mom and dad and all the visitors have to look before they take a step because I like to sit near their feet. Well, I'm going to go play with my new toys now. Later dudes. I don't know what "later dudes" means but it seemed like something that you should say when you're wearing a hoodie.

Two: My sister and I

2008-12-22T06:59:00.000-08:00

Blogs are posted in reverse order. To read them in sequence start at the first one in the list.

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Today, some nice people came over with a surprise for me. They had brought my sister, Prancy, over for a visit. She sure does fit her name! I hadn't seen her since my Adoption Day.

Prancy thought that she would boss me around and be the "top dog" by biting my ear....

.... but I just bit her back and let her know that she could not boss me around!

After we entertained the children for a while by chewing on toys, Prancy lay down on my potty pad and took a short nap.

I lay down on the other side to remind her that this potty pad was mine. In a minute or two I fell asleep and took a nap too. Being a puppy sure is exhausting!

Later my new mom picked me up and put me to bed. I think that I am going to like my new home and my new mom sure is nice. Good night everyone.

One: Valentine's Day Surprise.

2008-12-19T20:34:00.001-08:00

Hi! My name is LuLu and this is my story.

What a surprise was in store for me on Valentine's Day! I was to be a Happy Valentine gift for my new family.

A very nice lady with a warm chest and soft hands picked me up from my playpen. She cuddled me and examined me and chose me out over all the other puppies in the playpen. I must be extra special!

After some human talk which I didn't understand very well, I was tucked into a soft towel and placed in a nice little box that was sized just right for me.

Then something scary happened. Someone picked up the box and carried it with me inside out into the cold. My little box was put into a much darker place that seemed like a larger box. There were some thudding type sounds and then a rumbling noise. I didn't know if I liked that noise at all. I was so scared that I began to shake and quiver and a whimper escaped my mouth. The nice lady talked to me softly and stuck her fingers into the holes in my box. I sniffed her finger and licked it to let her know that I appreciated her reassuring words.

We arrived at my new house and I was gently removed from my box. The new house was nice and warm and the nice lady held me and talked to me and helped me conquer my fears.

Soon I was allowed down on the floor so that I could explore the whole room. I had a little bit of trouble walking on the slick kitchen floor at first so they put down a towel to help me.

My new mom showed me a large white pad that she said was a potty. I don't know about that potty thing. It doesn't appear to be exactly what I had in mind. I guess that she and I will figure it out as we go along.

After a little while we had some company. A little girl came to meet me. She is so cute and she loved me immediately. My new mom says that the little girl will come to visit often and that we can play when I get a little bit bigger.

By this time I was having a difficult time keeping my eyes open, and I fell asleep all wrapped up in a nice soft towel.

Good night everyone...... zzzzzzzzzz.