Playing With The Customers

Today a lady came in the shop with a little boy who was probably around 8 years old.  While she and I were talking about her potential repair, he was playing with Rowdy while he was still up on the counter.  He had Rowdy jumping up and down on the counter bantering with him.  I finally had to put Rowdy down on the floor behind the counter, as he was creating too much of a distraction.  It was funny to watch though!

Poop-ed Pup-ed

Rowdy had a busy weekend this week.  First he got to go down and visit Niely again.  When we arived, he started whining when he recognized the house, and after I said enthusiastically, "We're here!" he jumped up and down on the seat making short noises that reminded me of a chimpanzee, jumping up and down making that ou, ou, ou noise. 

After a day and a couple of nights with Niely, we left and went up to the farm, where he originally came into our lives as a stray, and we visited with my parents.  I made a Mothers Day card from him with his paw print on the inside to give to my mother.  She got a big kick out of it too.  After spending the afternoon there, we finally returned home at about 5PM.  He spent most of the rest of the evening sacked out on his pillow bed.  The poor pooped pup!

Bath Night

Thursday night is always bath night for Rowdy and tonight was no different.  Usually I talk to him in a pleasant tone of voice constantly as I'm bathing him.  Tonight I did something different.  As I've said in a previous posting, before I took Rowdy to be my dog, my parents had him as he was a stray that showed up on their farm.  I used to call him my 'hot dog' whenever I went over to visit.  Well on the radio on the comedy channel, I heard this song that I had stuck in my head, about what ingredients are in a hot dog.

The chorus line in the song says, What's in my hot dog? What's in my hot dog? What's in my hot dog?  I'd really like to know!  So that's what I was singing to Rowdy while he was getting his bath tonight.

Same Ole-Same Ole

Not much exciting has been happening with Rowdy.  Though he sometimes has a way with looking at you that makes you burst out with laughter.  I've been trying to get a few pics of him when he looks like that, but he moves away too quickly.

He got his flea and tick treatment today.  I'm trying a different product called Bio-Spot.  We'll see how it works.

Sarah and I went to the Fur Ball last night.  It was for support of the local humane society.  I wanted to take my little 'fur ball' to the ball, but no animals were allowed so I took a picture of him instead.

Clipped

I took Rowdy to a dog groomer today to get his nails clipped.  I was expecting him to be his cheerful self like he usually is around everybody, but this time he seemed scared and shook until it was over and they put him down on the floor.  They also expressed his anal gland which should help stop him from dragging his butt on the floor.  They told me that big dogs can do this for themselves by dragging their butts, but little dogs don't seem to have enough weight behind them to accomplish the task. 

Returned Home

Well we made it home without a hitch, that is no yaking!  It was rainy and nasty all day and Rowdy didn't want to go outside to do his business, but he knew he had to.  After opening the door for him numerous times he finally went out in the rain.  When he came in, I had to towel him off before letting him run around the house. 

This morning while on the way to work, for some reason or another, he laid on the seat on his side and whined like he was injured.  He was holding his tail straight and stiff and shook and whined.  When we got to the shop, I carried him in and put him down on the floor.  Other than fleaing himself around his butt and on his tail, he acted alright the rest of the day.   Maybe a flea was biting him hard on his tail!  I got some more flea and tick medicine for him this weekend and will treat him sometime this week.

He has occasionally been dragging his butt on the floor and did it this morning just before we left.  I haven't noticed any worms but he could have them, or I was told he could be constipated and will need his anal gland expressed.  I've never heard of that before, but I'm going to look into it.  They say a groomer can do that for me (or I should say him, as no groomer is getting near my ass) and he needs his toenails trimmed anyway!

Got To Visit Niely

We made the trek down to visit Sarah and Niely this weekend.  No yaking on the way down to deal with this time, but we still got to go home tomorrow.  When we arrived Rowdy was standing up on the seat and when he kinda recognized the house, I excitedly said, "We're here, we're here!"  He got so excited that he jumped up and down in the seat, whining and got on top of me on my lap, wanting to get out the door.  After I stopped and opened the door, I didn't even have a chance to get out first to let him out easy.  He just jumped out from off my lap onto the driveway.  That was a high drop 3 to 4 feet, but it didn't seem to hurt him.  Maybe he was just too excited to be here.