Madison T. Dog July 14, 2001-February 22, 2011 I lost my shadow this morning. Last spring Madison developed a bump under his left eye, all of a sudden. I thought I had konked him on the head accidentally with the shower nozzle. It persisted. Tests early in the fall indicated cancer. He wasn't in any pain. … Continue reading What a dog!
Greetings from Madison T. Dog, canine correspondent for Mommy's blog, Through The Eyes of a Quilter. Today we'll be looking through the eyes of a Golden Retriever. My eyes are just a little closer to the ground and I don't play with needles. I am a Golden Retriever. My fur is gold colored and Mommy retrieves … Continue reading Hair of the Dog
Vote for Madison! That would be me, Madison T. Dog. I hate to be so bold as to suggest this, but my Mom said I should write and ask you to vote for me because I am deserving and handsome. My "furless sister" Jennie took this terrific picture of me just before all the leaves … Continue reading Vote For Madison!
Hello. This is Madison T. Dog writing and let me first state that there are no pictures with this blog post. None. And there never will be. And I am as embarrassed as a grown dog could possibly be. Mom has already shared our wonderful trip to Vermont together. What she didn't tell you is … Continue reading A Hole In One
I go to Daddy's school every year to talk about being a service dog. Actually, Mom does most of the talking. We go with Aunt JoAnne who brings her Leader Dog puppies. I'm retired now, but I still know my stuff. This year Aunt JoAnne brought Maggie May. She was "career changed" because of her … Continue reading Back To School
Although I am a dog I know things. Like when it is time to eat. Mom doesn't need a watch. At 7 in the morning time, or as soon as she's done yanking her head-fur with the electric heat machine, I know it's time for breakfast. Dinnertime is precisely at 5pm unless Mom decides to make me suffer and … Continue reading Treats!
Mom does this from time to time, and I don't like it at all. The worst part is that she looks so happy about it. Mom says she's going on a teaching trip. She says it will be fun. Not for me. She says she's going to be teaching for the Crossroads Quilters Guild in … Continue reading Mom’s Leaving Me Again
Madison T. Dog here. Again. I thought I would write again because I am amazing and you probably want to read about me. I would like to tell you things. I have fur. This is a dog thing. Some of us are hairless, but I have lots of hair. After Mom brushes me she says … Continue reading Fur Between My Toes….Grows!
Hello! Madison T. Dog here, blogging because Mom is hip deep in striped fabric from the previous blog. Thank you for your help, by the way, she was driving me nuts. I'm here with good news. I got a job. It's kind of a volunteer thing. I don't get a kibble increase. But I came up … Continue reading Dog Gets New Job, Economic Recovery Sure To Follow
Mom was cleaning closets and I was helping. When she feels the urge to purge (and clean and straighten) she usually takes a nap and waits until the urge passes. But, for some reason she was MOTIVATED. Did I mention I was helping? Readers with very good eyes will notice that there is a bottle … Continue reading The Seal of Approval