Happy Easter Weekend everyone!
Well, I would like to report that Mom is doing much better now. Last week Mom realized that she needed to do something for Oreo in order to give her closure and peace with her passing. She realized she did not feel like she had done enough to commemorate her life after all the wonderful memories she had given to Mom. So Sunday evening, instead of leaving Oreo's urn on her bedroom dresser, she took time to find a special place for Oreo in our home. She was able to wrap Oreo's collar and tags around the clay molding of her paw print and hang it above Oreo's urn. Then she also placed Oreo's picture and one of her favorite children's books, "Tell Me About Love" next to it. Now, everyone can see how much love we had for Oreo and how beautiful she was when they walk in the door. Also, Mom always gets to kiss her urn before she leaves for work in the morning.
As I mentioned last week, Mom has been in search for my new companion but they have not had much luck finding her in the state of Virginia. Unfortunately, we were not able to adopt Berrie, who we mentioned last week. Although we're not sure why, we are sure God has another loving family in line for her. The three of us had a long talk and we decided apply for Miranda who is currently in Dallas, TX, and also needs a forever home. Because of her location, we know the likelyhood of being able to adopt her is very slim, but we've decided to wait another week to see if we hear anything back from the shelter. If we are not able to adopt her, we are planning to take a road trip to Maumee, Ohio next weekend, where Mom and Dad found 4 little ladies waiting for a forever home, too. If we pick her out from the litter in Ohio, we are planning to name her Ebony.
As for me, I've made this week pretty intersting for my Mom and Dad. Since I'm lonley, I've been trying to entertain myself and unfortunately, this means I've been getting into trouble, of course. After giving Mom a scare with all the stuff I've been chewing, she decided she wanted to try a puppy gate. Well, as you can imagine, I manged to get the door open on the first day. What can I say, I'm a smart pup! So they moved the gate to another room, and although, it was tricky this time, I was able to get the gate to move enough from the bottom so I could escape while they were gone. However, did I mention my succssful attempt came after I had manged to poop right in front of the gate? So as you can imagine, by the time I was able to escape, I had done some pretty artistic paw painting with my very own poop. I had jumped onto my kennel and did some artisic work there. Then I jumped onto the dinning table and did some fantastic artwork there, too. I grabbed a few things while I was on the table to chew and create a great big mess on the floor. Lastly, I decided to hop on the sofa and do a little more paw painting there, to add a finishing touch.
When Mom came home from work, I didn't bother to get back behind the gate and act like nothing had happened, either. No, instead I made sure to greet her right at the door. I don't think Mom liked my artwork, though. It took her two hours to clean it all up. She was pretty exhausted, and she didn't even yell at me. Yes! I thought I had gotten away with murder, right up until Dad got home and they took me to Petsmart. That's when they bought it--the jail cell they call the crate! Well, since, mom has a phobia about crating me, she decided to get me a really big one, but after seeking some advice, Dad decided to train me in my normal crate, which is much smaller. I can tell you that I am not liking this very much!
This morning, Mom and Dad took me to the vet because they noticed that my nose is peeling and they wanted to make sure I didn't have allergies or a skin disease, but the vet told them that I've probably been rubbing my nose on the bars of the crate too much. She told Mom and Dad to put some Neosporin on it to let it heal. The vet also said I am now 12.5 lbs! Oh, and Mom told the vet how proud she was because I am no longer using puppy pads since I can pottie outside in my usual spot now! I'm still learning how to go poopie outside, but that is still a work in progress.
Well, hopefully I will have some good news next week about finding my gal. Until then, adios y que tengan un feliz dia de Pascua! (Happy Easter!)
Love, Obie Trevino
This is a picture Mom took of me as I was observing the area as Dad got off to put gas in the car. It's a tough job, but someone's got to watch after him!
Well, I would like to report that Mom is doing much better now. Last week Mom realized that she needed to do something for Oreo in order to give her closure and peace with her passing. She realized she did not feel like she had done enough to commemorate her life after all the wonderful memories she had given to Mom. So Sunday evening, instead of leaving Oreo's urn on her bedroom dresser, she took time to find a special place for Oreo in our home. She was able to wrap Oreo's collar and tags around the clay molding of her paw print and hang it above Oreo's urn. Then she also placed Oreo's picture and one of her favorite children's books, "Tell Me About Love" next to it. Now, everyone can see how much love we had for Oreo and how beautiful she was when they walk in the door. Also, Mom always gets to kiss her urn before she leaves for work in the morning.
As I mentioned last week, Mom has been in search for my new companion but they have not had much luck finding her in the state of Virginia. Unfortunately, we were not able to adopt Berrie, who we mentioned last week. Although we're not sure why, we are sure God has another loving family in line for her. The three of us had a long talk and we decided apply for Miranda who is currently in Dallas, TX, and also needs a forever home. Because of her location, we know the likelyhood of being able to adopt her is very slim, but we've decided to wait another week to see if we hear anything back from the shelter. If we are not able to adopt her, we are planning to take a road trip to Maumee, Ohio next weekend, where Mom and Dad found 4 little ladies waiting for a forever home, too. If we pick her out from the litter in Ohio, we are planning to name her Ebony.
As for me, I've made this week pretty intersting for my Mom and Dad. Since I'm lonley, I've been trying to entertain myself and unfortunately, this means I've been getting into trouble, of course. After giving Mom a scare with all the stuff I've been chewing, she decided she wanted to try a puppy gate. Well, as you can imagine, I manged to get the door open on the first day. What can I say, I'm a smart pup! So they moved the gate to another room, and although, it was tricky this time, I was able to get the gate to move enough from the bottom so I could escape while they were gone. However, did I mention my succssful attempt came after I had manged to poop right in front of the gate? So as you can imagine, by the time I was able to escape, I had done some pretty artistic paw painting with my very own poop. I had jumped onto my kennel and did some artisic work there. Then I jumped onto the dinning table and did some fantastic artwork there, too. I grabbed a few things while I was on the table to chew and create a great big mess on the floor. Lastly, I decided to hop on the sofa and do a little more paw painting there, to add a finishing touch.
When Mom came home from work, I didn't bother to get back behind the gate and act like nothing had happened, either. No, instead I made sure to greet her right at the door. I don't think Mom liked my artwork, though. It took her two hours to clean it all up. She was pretty exhausted, and she didn't even yell at me. Yes! I thought I had gotten away with murder, right up until Dad got home and they took me to Petsmart. That's when they bought it--the jail cell they call the crate! Well, since, mom has a phobia about crating me, she decided to get me a really big one, but after seeking some advice, Dad decided to train me in my normal crate, which is much smaller. I can tell you that I am not liking this very much!
This morning, Mom and Dad took me to the vet because they noticed that my nose is peeling and they wanted to make sure I didn't have allergies or a skin disease, but the vet told them that I've probably been rubbing my nose on the bars of the crate too much. She told Mom and Dad to put some Neosporin on it to let it heal. The vet also said I am now 12.5 lbs! Oh, and Mom told the vet how proud she was because I am no longer using puppy pads since I can pottie outside in my usual spot now! I'm still learning how to go poopie outside, but that is still a work in progress.
Well, hopefully I will have some good news next week about finding my gal. Until then, adios y que tengan un feliz dia de Pascua! (Happy Easter!)
Love, Obie Trevino
This is a picture Mom took of me as I was observing the area as Dad got off to put gas in the car. It's a tough job, but someone's got to watch after him!
Obie, we love hearing about all the things you do and we remember what it was like to be young and full of energy like you. But you'll learn to calm down some. We heard Mom tell Dad this morning that it takes about 2 years for Scotties to calm down. Try to behave yourself and don't make it too hard on Lisa and Jose - they love you and they are very patient with you.
ReplyDeleteWe hope you hear from Miranda and are waiting for the good news. BTW - we like the name Ebony - we are assuming that you are looking at a black dog.
Love you,
XOXO
Mom (Lilly) and Dad (Piper)
Uncle Java and Aunt Carrleigh
Yes, the 4 little ladies I mentioned are all black Scotties. Miranda is a black Scottie, too. She is gorgeous just like you Mommy! Either way, we Scotties are beautiful dogs! ;O)
ReplyDeleteLove,
Obie
All will come together soon.
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What - no picture of your fabulous artwork, Obie?
ReplyDeleteHave a happy Easter!
Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch
I know! That's what I asked! I thought it looked fabulous, but I guess Mom was pretty tired. Maybe next time I'll do a better job so she can take a picture of it. ;OP
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