TWO DOGS DINING

My Improved Life!

There was an old gas heater on the wall underneath the corner cabinet in my bathroom.  I had a hunch that there would be space for a matching cabinet below, if we took the heater out and checked to see what was behind it.  Lo and behold, the area inside was already finished enough to make a cabinet on the bottom.  So Mr Huffman put new doors on it, repaired the walls around it, and added the folding door to the bathroom that I ordered specially for that spot.  So here is my revised bathroom, and the view of the folding doors from my bedroom.  I am so proud of it!

I was sick for several weeks with this horrible crud that everyone else has also endured.  Mine turned into pneumonia, just as happened with several other people that I know.  Meanwhile, Mr Huffman finished the cabinets in my bathroom which made me so happy!  And several of my clients have been a real joy to me because of the progress they have made.  Max didn't like it at all that I wasn't very lively when I was sick.  He does like plenty of excitement!

Nancy isn't Acting Like Herself. Help!

Well, I am looking at Nancy, wondering what is wrong with her.  She isn't acting like herself at all.  She does not take me outside to play, and she doesn't play tug-toy with me and Missy like she is supposed to.  The other day she was outside, and didn't take us with her.  I ran and got her sweater to try and get her interested in me and Missy.  But she didn't even thank me or give me a treat for bringing it to her.  She looked at how I had torn it in half, and just threw it in the garbage, with not so much as a "How de do!"
And she is not giving me enough food to suit me, so I am constantly looking all over the kitchen for anything she has left out.  Yesterday she made some bacon to put with eggs, and then left for the bathroom. Well, she came back and said, "How did that paper towel get on the floor?"  Later she had her eggs without any bacon.  She doesn't need to be eating bacon, and I really enjoyed it!  It was cooked in the frying pan, and not in the microwave.  Yum!  So, you see, she is good to me sometimes!  A couple of weeks ago, she had put some deli chicken in a bowl, and told Willie he could eat it for his lunch.  So Willie went into see her and said, "Where is the chicken you left for me?"  Nancy sighed from his helplessness in finding his lunch, but she went into the kitchen and looked everywhere for the bowl of chicken.  She finally found the bowl on the floor.  That was my best meal, because it was almost a whole chicken of white meat!  Nancy is a super hunter.  She goes out and comes back with bags and bags of things I would like to eat!

I like all of the people who come to see Nancy.  I jump up on the chair they are supposed to sit on, so that my face is right up to theirs.  They don't even complain about all the dog hairs on their chair.  Then Nancy says, "Time for my client to come!"  Then Missy and I run to the laundry room, and she gives us a treat.  Sometimes we spend time there and outdoor for hours because she has company.

I don't know why she isn't giving us good enough attention, except that she kept filling up the garbage can with kleenex, and would get mad at me if I tried to grab any of it.  I know when I shouldn't touch something, because she says loudly, "Poison."  Don't know why her Kleenex is poison, but guess I had better listen to her or she will get mad at me.  That is something I can't stand.  Her being mad at me.  So I jump on her lap until she pets me and is good to me again.  That always works.  I know how to make her happy.  That is my job, and I feel very satisfied with myself for being so good at that!