Hi! Scooter here. I know you've missed me and I have important news. So last week Mom and Dad went to see Maizie in Ann Arbor. She is my niece dog. (I am Uncle Scooter.) I had to stay home. Anyway, I'm not sure when or how I did this, but I flipped or scrunched, … Continue reading Scooter’s Close Call & The Turkey That Got Away
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
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!