The Dolce Diaries

My time at the Spa

2008-10-15T19:40:00.001-07:00

My toe nails have been clicking when I walk, so Big Man and Mama bought some clippers for me. Big Man is the brave one who will clip my nails, and he puts me in a chair in the garage to do it. I yip when he puts me in the chair, but only because I get scared sometimes.

Big Man was very careful not to clip my tender skin under my nails, and I didn't bleed at all. Mama and the kids came out to watch too. I kind of like being the center of attention. Every body loves me.

Yes? May I help you?

2008-08-11T12:18:00.001-07:00

"Who disturbs my slumber? Oh, my eyes are blurry. Are yours? The kids are playing with me again. Please turn off that light. I am trying to catch a wink of shut-eye."

Yes, my days during these unbearable hot Texas summer days are spend finding ways to cool off in remote corners of the house in between potty breaks. I hope you are finding a way to stay cool. I think I'll retire now.

Heart Worms

2008-07-17T07:14:00.001-07:00

My family is taking care of me. I have heart worms &{. Little boy is nursing me here on the couch. Big Man says we are going to the doctor today to get a shot. I hate shots. I have to get two, and then rest for three weeks. Can anybody recommend a good book for me to read as I convalesce?

Last week Big Man got mad at me when I stole his hot dog off the plate. I can't help it. The smells of those rich Hebrew National hot dogs are irresistible. At first I was not going to eat it because I thought it was made of dog meat. I have an issue with that. I read the label and realized it was made from beef. O.K. That is better. So I hopped up and snagged a link and brought it down to eat. Oops. I spilled mustard on the carpet. They took my beef link (I don't like the word hot dog) away and put me out. There ought to be an amendment in the constitution about that in the Dog Bill of Rights. "No stealing a dog's half eaten meal." I'm thinking about producing a button campaign with the local dog's to see if we can't get a movement started. We'll see. For now, I've had a talk with Big Man, and he has agreed to let me finish the meal next time. So things are looking up.

Please pray for me as I recover from these blasted heart worms. I have to be careful not to get congestion in my lungs. Summer coughs are terrible. Bauughhouuh.

Sitting on the Couch

2008-06-21T19:14:00.000-07:00

After my big walk tonight, I got to come inside. All the kids were eating brownies at the table, so I decided to make my move. Mama called me, and I was very quiet. She didn't see me sitting on the couch. I looked at her, but she didn't see me because she thought I might be in the hallway instead. I stayed very quiet, because I like sitting on the couch. Then she turned around. She saw me. She came over and said, "No, no, Dolce." I didn't move, so she had to push me off the couch. Pretty soon I'm going to have to go to my spot for the night. It smells funny because Mama washed my bed today. But I like my spot once I'm in. And mama always gives me a treat when I go in. Yummy.

My New Home

2008-06-20T14:11:00.000-07:00

Owroooohh! My name is Dolce. This is my new blog. I just moved into a new home with the De Harts and they like to blog. They got me blogging too, so, Owrroohhh, worrhhh! I've been getting to know them over the last week. I have buried my chews in the back yard, and even put one on the rocking chair for Big Man to inspect. He has been nice to me and has not spanked me yet, like bad master from long ago.

I'm getting fatter here. The food is good, and we go on walks everyday. They are so slow! I run and push as fast as I can, but Big Man yanks on my chain, and says, "Heel" all the time. Whatever!

I've been barking at the neighbor's dogs. There are three other lesser beasts that surround my yard. I've let them know I'm livin' here now.

Here is a video Big Man took of me playing with the family.