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“Lucy The Flying Dog”

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Is it a bird! It’s a plane! No…it’s Lucy!

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As I said in my last post entrée the thing I love most about my new family is making them happy. I’m learning that sometimes I can do things on purpose to make them laugh, and sometimes I make them laugh just by being me. Like this morning when I took a leap off the deck. I got a good run going around the deck first picking up speed then jumped, flying a few feet in the air. Now you have to I envision it in slow motion to appreciate the moment of my experience. Once I jumped I felt light as a feather, my hair blew back out of my eyes and I could see clearly certain things I couldn’t when I’m grounded. I mean just because I have all four paws on the ground doesn’t mean I can see and experience all there is in this new world I live in. I’m learning that there’s much more to see and feel than what meets the eyes alone. Things like humans laughing. I wonder where does it come from inside them? It’s catching and has a way of touching me inside that makes me happy and playful. I can’t burst out laughing like my people but I can express how it makes me feel inside with my actions.

Look how much fun I have with my Tom making both my Connie and him laugh.

Till next time,

Love Lucy!

 

“Lucy Turning Life Upside Down…In A Good Way”

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I guess since I’ve come into my new family’s life I’ve turned it upside down a bit. I don’t know why because to me everything seems as it should be. I’m 6 months old which makes me about 3 1/2 in people years now. I’m easily distracted especially when I go out to pee. If I see a bird, bunny or bee I forget what I came out to do, and want to play with all Gods creations. I love being outside in the world walking bare paw on the grass, I don’t care if they get muddy or wet. I love digging in the dirt smelling all the scents, hearing all the sounds even taste-testing different things like those lip-smacking rabbit turds, yum!

I think I’m good for my people. I keep them hoping up and down as they have to take me out several times to pee. It makes them walk in their bare feet too as they don’t always have time to put their shoes on. It also gives them a timeout from what they were doing. I look up at my Connie and see something as she breaths in the fresh, is it happy, peaceful, contentment? I don’t know a lot about these things yet, it just looks like she’s feeling and sensing the same things I am, and everything seems as it should be.

Then there’s the leader of our pack, Tom. He’s like the lion in our tribe. When he roars, he expects me to listen. I just love teasing him. When he points his finger at me with a roar to stop, I jump up and nibble at his finger. He roars some more, and I jump back and forth yapping at him. He says, “don’t you talk back at me!” and I ruff, ruff, ruff right back again. The whole time my Connie is laughing at us both. My Tom tries to keep that stern look on his face, but I know if I keep it up I can melt that look right into a smile even a chuckle or two. He loves me, I know it. Sometimes I don’t know who I love more…my Connie or Tom…maybe I just love them both for who they are. What I do know for sure is that I like making them happy and I think I’m doing a pretty good job at it even if it is in upside kind of way.

Until next time,

Love Lucy

“Lucy Goes To School”

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It’s actually called “People Training For Dogs.”

That’s right, my Connie is going to school to learn how to get me to do what she wants me to do, but I am really training her how to keep giving me treats.

The first day of school she packs my lunch with only one kind of boring treat. It didn’t take long for me to lose interest in doing anything but playing with the Great Dane next to me. She was a gentle giant. There was tiny Chihuahua on the other side smaller then me. We played together too. The teacher had to come over and try her hand at training me. She had better treats so I did what she asked me too. My Connie tried and tried to get my attention, and I do love her, but I get distracted so easily at my age. Finally the nice lady next to us gave her some food to work with. It was real chicken, yum! Now that’s some good stuff that gets my attention.

My Connie’s homework is to be a living walking cookie jar for me. I mean what kid wouldn’t want their Mom to walk around giving them treats all day. I did learn a lot of things though, my name, to come when called, to sit and even lay down. I think I must be the luckiest dog in the world! I love my new family even that big guy Tom. He’s kind of like that Great Dane, a gentle giant he seems a bit scary but he actually loves me too.

“Lucy & I”

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This is Lucy & I resting after our morning walk or should I say chilling out as I ice my ankle and knee. Not to worry…I’m only trying to keep ahead of the swelling that comes with all the extra activity that Lucy has brought into my life. It’s a good thing, but my life feels a bit on hold right now while I keep a watchful eye on her. She wants to chew on everything so I try to catch her at it giving her one of her chew toys instead. Then there’s the housebreaking. I’m not sure if I’m training her at this point or myself to take her out about every hour. 

I feel like I did when I brought my babies home from the hospitality. My life was their’s as I put my own on a shelf for a while and tended to their every need. I know I gave up my nice easy going life for her and while I think I should be saying to myself, why’d you do that? I have to say I find it worth all the work.  She makes me feel alive in a whole new way, and that’s a good thing at my age, don’t ya think?

“I Love Lucy”

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“My little dog- 
A heartbeat at my feet.
-Edith Wharton

For those who haven’t meet my little Lucy she is a 4 month or Cairn terrier full of lots of energy and love. 

I understand now why they say dogs are known for helping people live longer. I would add especially if they’re puppy’s. Lucy has me on the move constantly, in and out we go as I work at housbreaking her. She’s doing pretty good. I read in the training book that if they go inside the house it’s not their fault it’s yours for not paying enough attention,  oy vey its exhausting. Than there are the several walks we go on to work some of her energy off. It’s good for me especially since I’m supposed to walk a lot to continue making my new knee stronger. The quote above made me laugh because she is literally at my feet and sometimes we are doing more of a dance together rather then a walk. I have to say my legs are really sore but it’s a good sore that comes from a good workout. I’m getting out in the fresh air a lot more too and that in itself has me feeling great. 

I love my Lucy girl that’s for sure.

“Sunday’s with Ollie”

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June 26, 2016

I’ve been in a ‘high gear protective mood’ for the past few weeks as my Connie was in recovery. It makes my senses almost as powerful as “Super Dog.” While I still enjoyed people’s visits I acted a little erratic, unsure of what to do. So I’d take off running around the house faster than a speeding bullet. I even had a super cool bacon cape to fly around in. But seriously if anyone got too close to my Connie, I got kind of nervous.

I thought finally, my Connie was learning the advantages of lying around all day. On the other paw though, I started to feel like she was in my space too much. I can’t believe I’m admitting it myself, but it’s true. I needed to go off for periods of time and lay down by myself.

 “Ollie what are you doing over there?” She’d call out to me.

I’d lift my head up to look at her, and l lie it back down with a deep sigh. Sometimes I’d just ignore her. This care giver stuff is a lot of work, but at least it wasn’t as hard for me as it was for my Tom. He didn’t really seem to mind too much, but sometimes even he went downstairs to his man-cave to take a break. I guess it just goes to show that no matter how much we love each other we all need a little bit of time to ourselves once in a while. I have heard stories that even the dog God needed to go off into the desert once in a while to get away from the other dogs for a break. I guess it helped give him a better perspective on what he was doing. I know your thinking about now, that’s quite an intellective statement for a dog to make, but I’m not just any dog I’m Super-Dog this week, and I have my super bacon cape to prove it. I also have some super rich tasting bacon jerky to go with it.

I am truly a lucky dog, and I thank the dog God every day for my wonderful human family.

“Sunday’s with Ollie”

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Sometimes I am so anxious and excited to eat that I gobble my food down before I actually see it. I forget then that I ever even ate. So I start all over with my ritual of reminding them to feed me. I sit right in their line of eye sight where they can’t miss me, and start my penetrative stare. “Look into my eyes, it is time to feed me.

“You already ate!” My Tom yells at me.

“Hum! I did!” I think to myself.

“Ollie, you eat so fast your stomach needs to catch up with your brain. Then you’ll feel that fullness,” my Connie says. She takes my chin in the palm of her hands and goes on, “that’s what I learned in weight watchers a long time ago. If you eat slow your brain has time to catch up with your stomach, plus you will be able to taste your food. What fun is it to eat if you don’t enjoy each bit?”

I finally pull away from her, I try but I have no idea what she’s talking about. It sounds like blah-blah-blah-blah-blah! I walk around in a circle a few times than plop myself down on top of the couch. I’m feeling the need for a nap coming on. You know the kind of nap that comes over you when your belly feels good and full.

Ah…life is feeling pretty doggone good right now!

“Sunday’s with Ollie”

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May 8, 2016

I know I’m a dog, and that my Connie is a human, but she sure has been like a Mother to me. She has four human kids, Ginny, Tommy, Shannon and Teri. I know she loves them a lot. I can feel the warmth of her love for them when they come to visit her. She loves having time with each one of them. I especially like when they sit on my couch. They have deep conversations with her, and I can feel how at ease they become before they leave. Sometimes I just want to touch them with my paw or lick their face because they make her so happy. My favorite thing to do is walking on the back of the couch where their head sits. I sniff their hair, and it makes them giggle cause it tickles. Then I roll around on their head getting tangled in their hair, all except Tommy he doesn’t have any hair. I do this so I can get their scent on me, and mine on them. I hope they feel the honor in my action because it’s my way of letting them know how much I trust and love them too.

Than they leave, and I have her all to myself except when my Tom is around. He looks at me and says, she’s mine, but I know different. I thank the dog God every day that I have a Mom who loves me as much as she loves her own kids. Yes, indeed I’m one lucky dog!

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