Last night, I went home. Not to Kevin & April's ChateauOnTheHill. But to the place where I was born. Ruth's house.
None of my siblings are there now, but I did get to see my mom, Weaver, and my dad, Zakko, through the fence where the big dogs are kept.
There were other dogs running through the yard: Fiona, my first crush; Darby, the other defective wolfhound (she barks too); and Morena, the sleek short-haired beauty. Fiona is a couple months older than me, but I've caught up to her in size. Morena and Darby are the same age (just a little over a year).
So... I just wanted to tell my few readers that this puppy is HUGE. That's all.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Finally!
After weeks of practice, concentration, and focused growth, I have nearly perfected my latest feat.
Prepare to be amazed, readers!
I can now jump the three feet needed to gain a place on the bed. Exciting, I know. You should've seen Kevin's face when he came into the bedroom after his shower. (I've been practicing while he and April were in the living room watching Charmed.) I figured that Tuesday morning was the perfect day to spring my latest talent onto my owners. April had gone to work early and Kevin was drowsy enough to think that my jumping onto the bed was equal to the completion of the Sistine Chapel.
Not really, but you can imagine what Kevin's face must've looked like. He gets so excited when I do something new. 'Cept when I bark at the little girls at the store; you gotta understand things though. A) Wolfhounds don't bark. We simply are not understood. 2) I'm an excellent judge of character. The little girl had just finished pulling her sister's hair and I was expressing my disapproval of her behavior.
But back to the bed. My jump isn't perfected, but I'm getting better. I don't need as much of a running start as before. Last night, I did it nearly from a flat-footed start.
I need to improve on my dismount though.
Off for a nap.
dudley
Prepare to be amazed, readers!
I can now jump the three feet needed to gain a place on the bed. Exciting, I know. You should've seen Kevin's face when he came into the bedroom after his shower. (I've been practicing while he and April were in the living room watching Charmed.) I figured that Tuesday morning was the perfect day to spring my latest talent onto my owners. April had gone to work early and Kevin was drowsy enough to think that my jumping onto the bed was equal to the completion of the Sistine Chapel.
Not really, but you can imagine what Kevin's face must've looked like. He gets so excited when I do something new. 'Cept when I bark at the little girls at the store; you gotta understand things though. A) Wolfhounds don't bark. We simply are not understood. 2) I'm an excellent judge of character. The little girl had just finished pulling her sister's hair and I was expressing my disapproval of her behavior.
But back to the bed. My jump isn't perfected, but I'm getting better. I don't need as much of a running start as before. Last night, I did it nearly from a flat-footed start.
I need to improve on my dismount though.
Off for a nap.
dudley
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Tonight's the night...
Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night.
Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night.
I suppose you get the point. And I should say today was the day, but oh well...
Kevin picked me up at Concord Academy this morning and I'M FINALLY GOING HOME!!! Good-bye attention-hogging siblings! It is all about me now. Dudley, the pet store dog. Dudley, the book store dog. Dudley, the High Archu of Tara!
I win!
But the birds still scare me.
Anyway... When Kevin and I got to work, my day really started. We scooped fish, fed and watered the small animals. And my personal favorite: we walked around the store with a clipboard looking real important like. Today (Wednesday) is Wolverton Day. April came in and helped Kevin order all sorts of goodies for me.
Let me tell you. Being the dog of a pet store owner is awesome. I highly recommend it! No, really. I do.
As I was saying, they ordered lots of stuff for me. In-ground fencing, a training collar (not that I have to be trained), a bed, y'know the works.
And I napped. And April walked me. And I napped. And then we went to this place that smelled really good (like human food) but was really noisy. And I had to walk down 'stairs', which wasn't bad. They were kind of intimidating when I had to look at them from the other angle. That is going up, not down them. I started following Kevin and tried to walk the same way he did (two legs), but I forgot about the back legs.
Mental note: I have back legs.
After we got back from the stairs, I took a nap. And when no one was looking, I woke up. I'm a polite dog. I don't want to make anyone take me out if they don't have anyone to watch the counter at the store, so I walked over to a quiet corner and relieved myself.
Kevin says I need obdience training.
That was most of my day. I'll be at Tropic Cove 'til Kevin closes, then I get to spend my evening in Horizon Books with April. Kevin has to move furniture out to the new house. April and me get to take it easy.
Okay... That took a lot outta me. I hope you'll stop in and see me soon!
Off for a nap,
dudley
Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night. Tonight's the night.
I suppose you get the point. And I should say today was the day, but oh well...
Kevin picked me up at Concord Academy this morning and I'M FINALLY GOING HOME!!! Good-bye attention-hogging siblings! It is all about me now. Dudley, the pet store dog. Dudley, the book store dog. Dudley, the High Archu of Tara!
I win!
But the birds still scare me.
Anyway... When Kevin and I got to work, my day really started. We scooped fish, fed and watered the small animals. And my personal favorite: we walked around the store with a clipboard looking real important like. Today (Wednesday) is Wolverton Day. April came in and helped Kevin order all sorts of goodies for me.
Let me tell you. Being the dog of a pet store owner is awesome. I highly recommend it! No, really. I do.
As I was saying, they ordered lots of stuff for me. In-ground fencing, a training collar (not that I have to be trained), a bed, y'know the works.
And I napped. And April walked me. And I napped. And then we went to this place that smelled really good (like human food) but was really noisy. And I had to walk down 'stairs', which wasn't bad. They were kind of intimidating when I had to look at them from the other angle. That is going up, not down them. I started following Kevin and tried to walk the same way he did (two legs), but I forgot about the back legs.
Mental note: I have back legs.
After we got back from the stairs, I took a nap. And when no one was looking, I woke up. I'm a polite dog. I don't want to make anyone take me out if they don't have anyone to watch the counter at the store, so I walked over to a quiet corner and relieved myself.
Kevin says I need obdience training.
That was most of my day. I'll be at Tropic Cove 'til Kevin closes, then I get to spend my evening in Horizon Books with April. Kevin has to move furniture out to the new house. April and me get to take it easy.
Okay... That took a lot outta me. I hope you'll stop in and see me soon!
Off for a nap,
dudley
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Weekend Away... Not Mine
My pack leader went away with her family for the weekend. Leaving me and my litter mates with her husband. And we had a ball.
On Sunday, April (my owner-to-be) came out to the house with her friend, Ruthie. I guess she wanted to show me off. And I am something to be shown off.
At Celtic Crossroads Kennels, there are only two dogs that bark. Me. And Darby.
Anyway.... Ruthie and April played with us (me and my siblings) for a little bit. I was excited to see her, but I didn't want to come when she said my name. She caught my ears moving when she said the name, so I knew I couldn't really act like I was ignoring here.
I'm waiting to go back to the pet store. They sold the big tortoise. His name was Che after the family Chelonia: that's the scientific family that turtles & tortoises are in.
I'm also waiting to go to my new home. Hopefully next week.
On Sunday, April (my owner-to-be) came out to the house with her friend, Ruthie. I guess she wanted to show me off. And I am something to be shown off.
At Celtic Crossroads Kennels, there are only two dogs that bark. Me. And Darby.
Anyway.... Ruthie and April played with us (me and my siblings) for a little bit. I was excited to see her, but I didn't want to come when she said my name. She caught my ears moving when she said the name, so I knew I couldn't really act like I was ignoring here.
I'm waiting to go back to the pet store. They sold the big tortoise. His name was Che after the family Chelonia: that's the scientific family that turtles & tortoises are in.
I'm also waiting to go to my new home. Hopefully next week.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Second Day
Yesterday, my pack leader brought me to this noisy place. Apparently, I'm supposed to shake up this racket and make it more interesting. This means that I'll be around for awhile. Haunting the aisles. Or sleeping behind the desk. Or sleeping on my bed.
Hi. I'm Dudley, the new puppy at Tropic Cove. I'm an eleven week old Irish Wolfhound. That means that I'm big, but I'm not supposed to know that. I still want to be carried and cuddled. Not to mention the fact that Irish Wolfhounds are the ideal lap dogs: we take it all up and keep you warm to boot.
But as I was saying, my pack leader brought me here. And lemme tell ya'... This is an intimidating place for a quiet pup like me. I'm not a member of a mean breed. We're big, but we're just big teddybears. And loud noises scare us just as much as they would a little kid. So after my second car ride (ever), I walked into Tropic Cove, my new daytime home. The place was full of weird smells, but nothing too scary. I was excited; this was my first fun adventure.
And then this big blue bird screamed at me.
That was the end of my first fun adventure. I stay away from the birds now. Even the little ones that are no bigger than my nose. They're too squawky.
I followed my pack leader, Ruth, to the front of the store and promptly sat behind the counter. A safe place to hide from the birds. We were alone for a little while. Then these two other people came in: Kevin and April, my new owners. They smelled funny too, so I stayed away.
For a couple minutes all three of them stared at me and said lots of words I don't know. Then April said my name Dudley. And I started to answer here, but she didn't understand me. Then Kevin said my name. Then Ruth. I was excited. Still really scared of the birds, but excited.
After that, I slept 'til Ruth took me home.
Today, she brought me to Tropic Cove again. It's better today. If by better, you mean I'm not afraid to wag my tail or jump up on April. The birds are still noisy, but I guess they aren't used to having a puppy in the store. I probably smell funny to them too.
I hope lots of people come into visit today. I like new people.
I'm off for another nap.
Dudley
Hi. I'm Dudley, the new puppy at Tropic Cove. I'm an eleven week old Irish Wolfhound. That means that I'm big, but I'm not supposed to know that. I still want to be carried and cuddled. Not to mention the fact that Irish Wolfhounds are the ideal lap dogs: we take it all up and keep you warm to boot.
But as I was saying, my pack leader brought me here. And lemme tell ya'... This is an intimidating place for a quiet pup like me. I'm not a member of a mean breed. We're big, but we're just big teddybears. And loud noises scare us just as much as they would a little kid. So after my second car ride (ever), I walked into Tropic Cove, my new daytime home. The place was full of weird smells, but nothing too scary. I was excited; this was my first fun adventure.
And then this big blue bird screamed at me.
That was the end of my first fun adventure. I stay away from the birds now. Even the little ones that are no bigger than my nose. They're too squawky.
I followed my pack leader, Ruth, to the front of the store and promptly sat behind the counter. A safe place to hide from the birds. We were alone for a little while. Then these two other people came in: Kevin and April, my new owners. They smelled funny too, so I stayed away.
For a couple minutes all three of them stared at me and said lots of words I don't know. Then April said my name Dudley. And I started to answer here, but she didn't understand me. Then Kevin said my name. Then Ruth. I was excited. Still really scared of the birds, but excited.
After that, I slept 'til Ruth took me home.
Today, she brought me to Tropic Cove again. It's better today. If by better, you mean I'm not afraid to wag my tail or jump up on April. The birds are still noisy, but I guess they aren't used to having a puppy in the store. I probably smell funny to them too.
I hope lots of people come into visit today. I like new people.
I'm off for another nap.
Dudley
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