A little bit more snow

Well it wasn't a lot of snow, but any snow is better than nothing! As you can see, I've already trampled all over the backyard, and Richie took me for a walkie-sniffie in the neighbourhood too. I'm feeling pretty good, and so we're back to our normal routine. I'm not getting my milk in the morning anymore, as they seem to have run out of it?

I've also been getting these great little chew-things that are supposed to be a supplement for my arthritis - all I know is that they are tasty little morsels! I'm still getting a mix of dry kibble for meals, but that doesn't stop me from begging for table scraps, and of course, licking the plates clean after the humans eat their dinners.

Buddy

A visit to the dogtor

Well, my leg still hurts, and while it doesn't slow me down too much (let's face it, I'm not moving too quickly anyways), Christine got Richie to take me to the dogtor today.

The doc thinks I might have a bit of early onset arthritis, and that I should lose some weight! He thinks that maybe with a bit less stress on my joints, and some medicine, I can maybe work through this? Anyhow, now I am getting a little slurp of milk every morning - I sometimes get this anyways when Christine is having cereal for breakfast, but this is a little dish just for me! Richie got me some different dry kibble too, but I don't care much for the taste, so they have mixed it in with my regular food, so I end up eating it anyways. Let's see how things go... maybe my leg won't hurt much longer?

Buddy
 

I hurt my leg... again

I don't know exactly what I've done, but my leg hurts now. Maybe I was playing too hard in the recent snow we've had? And then there's that damn laminate flooring in the basement - I'm pretty sure that it has made me fall more than once. So when I came back into the house, I wouldn't cross the floor! Richie and Christine thought that I was behaving strangely, so they got me some medicine.

This stuff is supposed to help with my neurotic behaviour, and in truth, it did seem to help me for a little while. I can't taste it, but it supposedly helps me calm down when I get a little out of sorts.

Like this issue, for example. Richie noticed that I was hesitant to cross the bare hardwood on the main floor, so he put out a bunch of towels so that I could get across the room! I know you are laughing, but it totally worked! I can be such a scaredy-dog sometimes.

Buddy

Yay! Snow!

Well it finally came - snow! It wasn't a lot, but it doesn't really matter to me - as long as there's enough to cover the grass so that I can go out and lie in it, I'm happy. Richie doesn't really like it for some reason, but they say it isn't going to stay around too long, so I'm enjoying it while I can. 

"This is my happy face."

And then when we were on our morning tour of the neighbourhood, we came across one of my Swiss countrymen - or woman, in this case. She's a St. Bernard, which is the breed that everyone mistakes me for all of the time... yep, the one with the wooden brandy keg hanging around their necks. I mean c'mon - we don't look anything close to the same!

This is another thing that I like to do with Richie when it snows... he'll pick up the snow and fling it all over me. I'll try to catch some in my mouth, but I can't seem to get the timing right, and then it goes over my head. It is tons of fun regardless... I think I'll stay out here a little longer.

Buddy