Sunday Nirvana

I loveloveLOVE to play pitch and CATCH. It made today the best day EVER. …until tomorrow comes.

And this is the best dog ball ever.

You have to have focus. Mom says so. It’s easy for me. Maybe it’s ’cause I’m a GSD.

This is Mister, my paraplegic Maltipoo friend. He stays with us on weekends. He’s arfing at a squirrel. Then, he decides he’s gonna try and chase it. He has a tiny little bark. You can barely hear him.  He has diagram. ..diaphragm issues since he’s paraplegic. He has a cart, but he doesn’t always use it. He hops really good. Sometimes, he just wants to be in the grass like all the other kids.

hothotHOT.

Holy moly it’s HOT. 94°F today. Yesterday, 95°F. We have to get in the pool to cool off every once in a while during the day at Doggie Daycare. Mom always makes Uncle Danny get me into pool before I go home. I’m all confused when she does that. When Mom comes, that means it’s time to go home. ..but..lately..she sends me away and wants me to pay ‘tention to Uncle Danny first, get in the pool and THEN go to get my leash on. I kinda don’t know what to do. I’m afraid if I get in the pool, she might leave without me. Very confusing.

It’s a nice doggie pool, though. Auntie April made it special for us. My friend, Bailey, the husky, spends alot of the day just standin’ in it ’cause she’s rilly hot.

yikes.

Some telemarketer lady called our bizness phone number for our web store:

WNMP logo

She tried to sell us labels (or sumthin’). Mom said ‘No, thanks.’  THEN, this lady said the real reason she called was she wanted ME! <YIKES LOOK> Like, she wanted to ADOPT ME. She said she read my story and wanted to know if she could adopt me. (ermm NO!) She thought I was bootiful.  Mom said…Yes she IS and she IS a rescue, but you can’t have her. WHEW! Scare me to deaf.

uh. …oh.

Nothing to see, Mom, move along.   Image 

Gita's report card

(Mom’s comment:  Image )

But I was the BEST behaved, nervous GSD ever. I swear! Ask Auntie Professor Dr. B. Image  And the paper isn’t wrinkled ’cause I tried to wad it up and stuff it in the couch so you wouldn’t see it. ..er nuthin’. Rilly.  I dent. ( Image )

I’m going to school!

No, REALLY! I’m rilly going to a school, today! My Auntie Dr. B teaches Vet tech students at some school and she asked me if I would go with her! I have to help her teach. Yeah, she needs my help. Image It’s prolly ’cause I’m so smart; I took a doggie IQ test. yeah. I’m going to go play at Daycare all day and then Auntie Dr. B. is going to pick me up and we’re going to her school.

Vet tech

( Image What Gita doesn’t know is. …she’s going to be the demo dog for practicing lateral restraint, giving a bath, nail trim, ear cleaning, etc. She reeeally doesn’t like baths. oy. And her Auntie Dr. B needs ..um… a dog ‘not so well behaved’ in these situations; a bit more of a challenge for her students is what she’s looking for. She also needed a bigger dog.  Ahem. I assure you, she’s found a good ‘lab specimen’.  Should be interesting to hear the details. …said Gita’s mum. Image )

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