Heat Wave. Ugh.

I think the world is melting. Here's a picture of me at the beach before it got too hot to go outside.

It was hot, but I could manage. Here's a video of me with my friend Roethke playing in the snow last year.

I want to go to there!! It was cooler today, but not cool enough! I want winter back! NOW!

Peanut Butter Therapy!

A few weeks ago I started going to Integrative Pet Care. My human says I have bad hips. My hips are fine. She says the x-rays say different. Whatever. My hips are fine. I met a doctor and a therapist and they did an orthopedic evaluation of my hips. They said I don't show any signs that my hips are bothering me. Hmph! But I go to therapy anyway. I didn't think I was going to like therapy, but you know how they show me what to do? By giving me treats! Mmmmmm! Yes, please! Can I go to therapy every day? Twice?

First I did some exercises with a big blue ball. I put my front paws on it - hey, "paws up", I know that trick! Then I had to stretch really high to get the treat. Last week my human dropped a treat during my exercise - no problem! I just jumped up onto the ball and off the other side to get it! I also walked over some poles and stood on a wobbly surface. It was pretty easy stuff. And I got treats the whole time!

Then we went into a room that looked like a really big bathroom. Ummm. I'm not so sure about this...My human and the therapist convinced me to go into a big see thru tank. Then they closed the door. I didn't like it very much, but my human kept telling me it was ok. You wouldn't lie to me, right? Then there was a noise and the whole thing started filling up with water. Help! Let me out of this thing! I tried pawing at the door handle, but it wouldn't budge. The whole time my human was telling me it was ok. It was SO. NOT. OK! Finally the water stopped. And my human gave me some peanut butter. Mmmmmmm! Peanut butter! I was starting to think it wasn't so bad after all. Until the ground started moving! I DON'T LIKE THIS! The therapist was in the tank with me and she held onto my harness - did I mention they made me wear a harness? - while I walked on the moving ground. I really didn't like it, but then I got some more peanut butter. In fact, I got fed peanut butter the whole time! Here's a picture of me licking peanut butter off a spatula while I walk in the water tank.

It's really blurry because my human took it on her phone. Mmmmmmmmore, please! I got more! After a few minutes the ground stopped moving and then the water started to go away. Unfortunately, the peanut butter went away too. Here's a picture of me in the tank after my therapy.

It's another blurry phone picture. If I get more peanut butter, I'll do it again! When are we coming back?? I give Integrative Pet Care 3 Paws!

One Tail At A Time Photo Contest!

My human's camera broke, so I haven't posted anything is awhile, but she used and old picture to enter me in a photo contest on Facebook that supports the One Tail at a Time rescue group. Please vote for me by liking my photo here and pass it on! Thanks!

Bishop Shepard Little Memorial Center

Yesterday I visited Bishop Shepard Little Memorial Center to show the kids there how to be safe around dogs. It was like when I volunteer with Safe Humane Chicago except it was just me and my human and some students from Roosevelt University who were giving a presentation on animal cruelty. Here's a picture of me with the kids at Bishop Shepard Little Memorial Center.

Everybody in? No? Here's another one. 

It was a lot of work! I had to sniff all the kids there and get petted. Then I did some "tricks" - sit, down, wave, stay. That's a game we play where I do a bunch of different things to try and get my human to feed me. Mmmmmmmm! Cheese doodles! I was really asking for string cheese and meatballs. Some of the kids wanted to play too. It was a little confusing. I asked for peanut butter and bacon and whipped cream, but still I only got cheese doodles. My human gets it wrong most of the time, but we keep playing anyway. Um, I'll just do some things and then you feed me whatever you've got, okay? All of the kids wanted to feed me. My human let them each give me a treat. Mmmmmmmore, please! I didn't get any more. I give Bishop Shepard Little Memorial Center 3 Paws! If we go back again can I have string cheese? Please??

So Much Stuff!

I've been really busy the last few weeks. I'm still going to work with my human almost every day. Here's a picture of me at work.

It's exhausting. I also helped transport a cat. We went to The Anti-Cruelty Society. Hey! I remember this place! I went to the vet clinic there to get spayed. I went right in. We stood around for awhile and then we left - with a cat. I wasn't sure I liked that, but then we went straight to Felines & Canines. Hey! This place smells like my friend Knuckles! Knuckles wasn't there. But there was lots of cat food. Mmmmmmm! Kibble! I wasn't allowed any kibble. Brandi gave me a dog biscuit. (I think it was one of Knuckles'.) Mmmmmm! It was so good! Here's a picture of me eating my dog biscuit.
See those giant bowls of cat kibble? I was trying to get closer to the bowls, but I wasn't allowed. The cat who's sniffing my tail is Sven. He was nice and followed me around. He's still waiting for his forever home. There were lots of other nice cats there too and they all need homes. I was in a shelter before I came to live with my humans, but it wasn't as nice as Felines & Canines.

On Friday I went to lululemon on Halsted Street for my human to pick something up - not a cat though! I liked lululemon. They had a big bowl of dog biscuits right inside the door! Mmmmmmm! Biscuits! Two, please! I didn't get two. I give lululemon 3 Paws! Then we stopped by Family Pet Animal Hospital to drop something off - again, not a cat - and I got weighed. My human said it was good because I didn't gain any weight since last time. I say that's proof I don't get fed enough!

Then on Saturday morning I went for a really long walk. First I went to the beach. Here's a picture of me at the beach.
Ahhhhhh! So cool! Then I walked to Starbucks. I'll have a Venti Whipped Cream, please! I didn't get one. Why not?? I need to gain weight, remember? When I got home my human read a book on the front steps and I got to lie in the yard. My friend Moses stopped by. He's a doberman. We played a little and then I went upstairs. I could have gone to bed right then, but instead we got in the car and went to Aunt Alyenne's for dinner. Oh boy! I love going there! On Easter I went there and had elk - ELK!!!! I'm an Elkhound, I should get elk all the time! It was sooooo gooooood! This time we had chicken. Mmmmmmm! Chicken. There were two little girls there, Taylor and Grace. Oh boy! Kids! I like kids. They always drop food on the floor for me. They were scared of me. I don't see why. I wasn't scared of them! After awhile Taylor came over and petted me for a long time. Bellyrub, please! She didn't give me a bellyrub. Maybe next time. They dropped some peas during dinner, but I wasn't allowed to eat them. Huh? That's just wasteful! After dinner I went into the kitchen and cleaned up the floor. I got two peas! Mmmmmm! Peas!! Right before they left, Grace finally petted me. See, I'm not scary! Here's a picture of me with Taylor and Grace and their mom, Emily.

I'm still hoping I'll get more chicken. I didn't.

Summer...Already??

Last week I went to work with my human on "The Rosie Show". Here's a picture of me in her office.
Why is there a baby gate on the door? I do not need a baby gate! It hampers my ability to get to the kitchen! Her office has lots of windows and a rug. My human does payroll. I would work for peanuts, but I'd much rather get paid in rolls! I didn't get any rolls. Here's another picture of me in the office.
Do you see any rolls there? Me neither. Sigh. Someone came and fed me a piece of string cheese. Mmmmmmmm!!!!! String cheese!! More, please! I didn't get any more. I met Rosie, but she didn't feed me anything. Why not? Here's a picture of me in the office later on.
Being an office dog is hard work. I'm over it. Can we go home now?

When we went to work it was warm outside. When we left, it was hot. Huh? This isn't Chicago - it's Costa Rica! Here's a picture of me from this weekend.

I'm panting and there are flowers blooming behind me - who stole Chicago and replaced it with Costa Rica? And how so I steal Costa Rica and replace it with Norway? Or Siberia? Really, any frozen tundra will do. Here's a picture of me from just the other day.

I'm with my friend, Lucky. See what's on the ground? SNOW!! And here's another picture of me in the park on the same day.

See what I'm lying in? SNOW!!! If I'd known that we were moving to Costa Rica, I would have stayed outside all day in the snow. Hmph!

This weekend I went to the beach. At least the water is still cold. Here's a picture of me in the water.

Ahhhhhhh! So cool! I didn't want to get out. Here's a picture of me on the dog beach with some orange dog.

Do I look like I want to play with you? No. I don't. Here's a picture of the orange dog going to the other end of the beach like I told him to.

Good dog. Here's a picture of me lying on the beach near my humans.

I'm making sure none of the other dogs come to our end of the beach. Guarding the beach is hard work. But I got corned beef leftovers when we got home, so it was worth it! Mmmmmmmmm!!!! Corned beef!!! More, please! I didn't get any more.

We're Running a Hostile

No, I didn't misspell that. Right after Knuckles left Roethke showed up. With his bed. That used to be my bed. Why do these interlopers always have to bring their furniture? And he doesn't even sleep on it - Ivan does. Whatever. I like Knuckles and I like Roethke. I especially like seeing them outside. Here's a picture of me and Roethke at the beach.
Oh boy! I love the beach! I love rolling in the sand and running around of leash. What do you mean I have to stay on leash? So what if Roethke's on leash - I'm not Roethke. Huh? I don't get it. If I can't run around off leash, then I'm not running around. Period! I sat down by a bench with my human and my other human ran around with Roethke. Humph.

Did I mention that Roethke eats breakfast after his morning walk? What do you mean I'm eating after my morning walk? I don't think so! I don't like walking before I eat and here's what I'm doing about it! Here's a picture of me protesting morning walks before breakfast.

I'm not moving and you can't make me! Roethke is chewing on a stick. Here's a picture of me trying to ignore the insanity going on nearby.

I had to turn away. Here's a picture of me turning away.

I can't watch. It hurts my sensibilities. Seriously, dogs are very sensitive. And we can smell crazy a long way away. Here's a picture of me trying to enjoy the cold morning in the park - even though I'm starving.

Here's a picture of Roethke being crazy.

I think Roethke got annoyed that I was annoyed because he made me wrestle. Hey! I was annoyed first! Here's a picture of us wrestling.

Here's another picture of us wrestling.

Um, okay, I may have actually enjoyed it. But it was still too early and I want my breakfast - NOW! We went back inside and had breakfast. The next morning we had breakfast before our morning walk. My house, my rules!