Last Post

No one reads this blog anymore but I am posting anyways. But this will be my last post. Dinnertime on June 16th, I offered Gus a piece of cookie I was eating. He turned away. Instant concern. I felt his sides. He was extremely bloated. He has been bloated before but never this badly. His eyes were glossy and he had a bit of dry heaves. I was very worried and I told my dad. He dismissed it at first but after seeing the condition Gus was in, he told me to get the number of the vet. To no surprise, the office was closed. After all, it was now approaching 7:00. I looked up emergency vets in our area and wrote the numbers of three down. It took about half hour to convince my dad to call one because he was still skeptical if it was worth veterinary attention. The receptionist at the vet's office said it was an emergency and to bring him in as soon as possible. My dad and I got him in our van. It took about twenty minutes to get there. We dragged Gus into the building and they took him in for x-rays the second we got in the door. $300. My dad started to complain about how corrupt these corporation are...etc. We were called into a small office. A young vet was in there. "He has bloat," he said. "without surgery, he will die, but this operation has a very high success rate. Chances are good he will make it though." "What is this operation?" My dad asked. "Well ,bloat is when the stomach starts to twist. We must sort out the stomach and then we will suture it to one side, and this way it will never happen again." "How much does it cost?" "I'll run off an estimate but probably close to $6,000." My dad called my mom while I was crying. They discussed it and said we just couldn't afford it. I begged and begged. My dad gave in only because he knew I would never forgive him otherwise. We were led into the main surgery room. Gus was hooked up to IVs, tubes, several machines. I stroked him over and over and tried to hold back tears. I told him I loved him more than anything and that the vets were going to try their best to make him better." Turning my back on him was the hardest thing I have ever done. I was hysterical the whole way home, and my dad had to carry me into the house. He tucked me in his bed and lied down next to me. Next morning, I immediately woke him up and asked what happened. He sat up and said, "Michaela, I'm going to tell you something very sad..." Rest in Peace my baby. I'll always love you.

Contractor

Hi! OMG the FB locked me in her room this morning when there was some weird guy at my house. She said he was a contractor coming to make an estimate to finish our basment, whatever that means. Anyway, the pic is of me TRYING to sleep. FB woke me up with the evil flash of her camera. Man she's dangerous with that thing. FB got a blog. Click here to see it.

Pics!

The FB uploaded pics! Now I can post pics of me!

The first pc is of me begging. (The pink thing is my tongue)The second pic is when the FB put a leash on me to take me for a walk, but I wouldn't go becasue I wanted to steal garbage. Hope you like them! Now that I have pics to post I'm gonna post a lot more. Please comment!

Ummmmmmm

Hi! I'm posing again! I would actually add pictures for once, but the Food Bearer.. ugh that gets annoying to type when your trying to tell a story. Let's just call her FB. Ok, so anyway... she hasn't uploaded any of the 66 pictures she took of me so I can't, but I will attach other pics of me that my other sister took tomorrow or something cuz I have to go now because FB wants the computer. Oh yeah, FB is riding in a horse show next week. Can anyone tell me what that is? I know what a horse smells like cuz FB always comes home from her "riding lessons" smelling lile many, and I know what a horse looks like, cuz she shows me pictures, but I still don't know what a horse show is. Please comment and tell me! The picture I poste... that's a horse...right!

It's been a long time..I know

Hey ya'll! I'm actually posting. WOW. Well my sisters kept taking the computer. A lot has been happening. Dumb stuff though. Except for that my family left me for TEN days! Can you believe TEN WHOLE days. They left me home but my grandparents came to watch me. I like them but they wouldn't let me come up on the beds. It was a hard ten days. Soooo....... that's all for now. Oh wait not yet. OMG. The Food Bearer got a digital camera! It's blue and it's sooo thin! It's like a rawhide bone! (but blue..) She keeps following me around and takng pictures. Even in my sleep. It woke me up. What an invasion of privacy. Jeez. Well I have to go cuz her camera is done charging. Oh man she calling my name. I have to hide. Bye! Oh, P.S. if you have any hiding suggestions...please let me know. THANX. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Hi

Sorry, I haven't posted for like ever. I've just been so busy and my other sisters are always on the computer, so the Food Bearer keeps playing with me. I like playing wit her, because she puts up with my evil ways. I love her so much! Nothing exciting has been happening, except that the Food Bearer has been talking about getting a horse. If anyone knws what a horse s please tell me! Are they nice? Are they like dogs? Well I gotta go now. The Food Bearer wants to play.

Lobstercakes

Sorry I haven't posted for a long time cuz I've been really busy. OK. You might be wondering why I titled this post lobstercake. Well, here's the story. It all started this morning...

So the Food Bearer was in a deep sleep. I knew this because I was in her room because I wanted to be a good boy and wake her up for school! Well... yes and no. Mostly it was because I wanted my breakfast. Please don't tell her that.

Anyway. So I was peacefully lying down next to her bed. Okay so I was barking...but only a little! Then out of the blue she starts singing(yeah,that's right.SINGING!), "No! you'll never get me alive you idiotic lobstercakes!" So there I was minding my own business while she's torturing me with her horrible singing! Can you believe how rude she was being? Then, all of a sudden she starts rolling around her bed, still singing, and I'm still sitting there scared out of my own pants! And then before I could even say meatloaf, she rolls right on top of me! Can you believe it! She rolled on top of me!

That was it. I got so aggravated that I sat on top of her. That's whenshe woke up. She started making this weird gagging noise. I stood up and licked her nose. Then she tells me,"Very funny Gus. I couldn't breathe with your huge butt on top of me!" I was confused. All I wanted was my breakfast!