...Unless It Isn't!

It's hard to kill Dogster!  They're giving it another week, so we're still poking around ovfur there.  But we've lready said most of our good-byes.

Meanwhile, we spent the past week at the doggie boarding house with Mommy Calla and her daughter and a bunch of other doggies.  it was fun, but I can't tell you much about it.  Mommy Calla says, what happens at Didgeridog stays at Didgeridog!  BOL!!

Mommy and daddy were in You're-Up fur the week.  They were on a boat.  I like boats, I don't see why they didn't take me!  Mommy took lots and lots of photos.  Wanna see a couple?

She had an owie knee, though, and had to take evfurrything slow.  Daddy did some things without her.  When they got home she went to the doctor, and he told her to get a picture of her knee on the inside.  She's doing that tomorrow.  I can't see what good it will do.  She wants to get some sticks to walk with. 

This Time It's Final

Somefurs got an e-mail.  Some heard it from furiends.  Some read it in a Dogster group.  No one was really surprised, but most of us are furry sad.  Dogster (and Catster) are closing furevfur on or about July 12.  Anything we haven't saved will be gone.  Groups.  Games.  Forums.  Photos.  Pressies.  Prizes.  Pals.

I joined Dogster almost eight years ago.  Mommy says, it's had an effect on the way she sees my pawsonality!  It also gave her a reason to take about three zillion photos of me, and a zillion of Winkie.  It took up hours of her day, evfurry day. 

But mommy always said, the most fun she had on Dogster was in the diaries.  In the Comments section, we went on adventures and had pawties and got into mischief all the time!  So she said, when Dogster goes away, we'll pretty much move here.  I know I haven't been here often, but that's about to change.  We'll even learn how to post photos! 

But furst, mommy and daddy are going away fur a week.  They're going to see castles and cathedrals and stuff in a place called You're-Up.  While they're gone, Winkie and I are going to stay at the Didgeridog house.  We get spoiled really good there! 

Look fur s after July 17!  It's going to be good to be in a place that's here to stay!

Speak up, pawlease!

Mommy took me to the vet yesfurday to have my hearing checked. I've been sleeping furry soundly lately, not waking up when the mail comes or when daddy comes home. And I get startled if someone wakes me up, or pets me when I didn't see them coming. I didn't even move when mommy called "Din-din!!" So she and daddy thought something was up.

So the vet looked in my ears, and he didn't see any infection or wax or anything. Then he gave me a hearing test, and I flunked! I didn't hear anything. The vet called it "auditory nerve atrophy," but that's just a two-dollar way of saying I've gone deaf, or almost deaf. He said I'm about a year and a half early, because I'm only ten and a half. Usually he sees this starting in 12-year-olds.

My brofur Winkie is deaf, too. He came to us that way. So mommy and daddy pretty much know what to expect. My nosey still works as well as it evfur did, so I always know if anything really important is going on around me! The biggest difference will be that I can't go off-leash anymore, except in a fenced dog park. That's because I wouldn't hear daddy calling me back if I take off--which I like to do!

So it isn't the end of the world. But if I was going to lose something, I'd rather have lost my itchies!

Where's Zaidie?

Does anyfur know where Z-pup has gone?  We saw on the Book of Faces that he's not feeling well, and we were gonna come here and see what was in his Blog, but it's ...  gone? 

ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!

See, this is why I stopped using this site.  I have lots more to bark, but after that last photo, I can't scroll to add more text.  Grrrrrrrrr!!!!!!

Is This Thing Still Here?

Ahhhhhhh-CHOOOOOOO!  OMD, where did all this dust come from?  Has it really been more than  year since I wrote in here?  I wonder if anyfur remembers where to find me?

Well, another Christmas has come and gone.  This one started out scary, right on the day after Thanksgiving.  We were in the car, starting an adventure of some kind, when all of a sudden daddy yelled "We're gonna get hit!!" and then BOOM!!  we were!  We slowed down in traffic, but the car behind us didn't.  Winkie and I didn't have our seatbelts on--THAT will nevfur happen again!!--so we got tossed around a bit and ended up on the floor.  My back hurt, and Winkie was so scared he was shaking.  But in the end, none of us were hurt furry badly.  Except the car, which we nevfur saw again.  Now we have a new one!

That changed a lot of the way we usually do Christmas, but we still had a happy time and lots of adventures!  Got the tree ...

Went to where the wine doggies live (in the new car!)...

 

Went to the Castle...