I’m very happy that my blog is working again
Greetings and roo!* from Brooklyn New York! This is Matilda! I have been informed by humans that my blog has been repaired. It really is hard for me to believe, but we will see. I have been faring much better than the technology has. I managed to arrange for several new dog beds and lots of new treats to be delivered to our house. Mom is trying to give away one of the dog beds because it is too springy for me, and I bounce and fall off of it when I try to get onto it. Try to picture it. I have been busy barking and roo-ing all evening in order for mom to figure out that I want more and more treats. I figure I’m 13… and a half, and I survived Lymphoma and I should really have whatever I want. Mom agrees, within reason, she says. She has to be able to lift me. Ha ha.
So, I do have to tell you that I miss my boyfriend, Coby, (the adorable Golden Retriever), terribly. I know that he is in good hands. I did meet his dad, and my mom has talked to his mom. They did read me a love letter from Coby, but I worry about his health. He’s only four, and he finished his chemo right around the same time I did, but he has a skin infection that could be contagious, so I can’t get together with him until he is 100% better. He’s on vacation right now, at the beach. I’m pretty happy for him. He gets to swim in the ocean, and go to Assateague Island and see the wild ponies. (My mom told me that she went camping there many years ago, and that Misty of Chincoteague was her favorite book when she was a girl). We got each other through chemo, so he is important to me.
So, I’m signing off, but not before I remind you that August is Older Dog Month at BlogPaws. I don’t know how to put the patch thingie onto the blog, but I might put a picture of my sister Livvie on, and she is getting ready to read AARP Magazine because the vet told her that next year when she turns 9, that she will qualify as an older dog. This is surprising to me, since she acts like a puppy. She frequently tries to jump over me and onto the bed, and sometimes, when putting that in reverse, she lands on my head. Cheers!
* Roo is the high pitched sound that many greyhounds make when happy, excited, spooked, etc. It is repeated over and over: “ROOROOROOROOOOOOOOOOOOO!” It is a teeny bit like wolf howling, and is magnificent.
The vet told me that I’ll be receiving AARP magazine next year . Actually AARD.
So glad you are doing well. It is sad as I have read about lots of younger dogs with cancer lately, we feel so bad for them. We feel bad for any creature with cancer but the young ones are harder to hear about. Maybe we should start up an AARP magazine for senior dogs, my sister is a senior at 11. That may be a great idea…maybe lots of scratch and sniff pages???
Thanks Emma dog. I have to say that the thing I do the most of is snooze. I am really good at it. I must say that sniffing is still top on my list of things I love. Mom says that I am a girl who sniffs every molecule. I’m fond of walks, but I can’t go very far, even though I want to. My legs and my breathing won’t let me.
It is so very good to hear from you again, Mathilda! I wish a springy bed were one of my problems!
Bunny
Hi Bunny! Haha! I know what you mean. You have a lot of doggies with big personalities to contend with. I can sort of imagine it when Livvie is jumping off the bed and onto my head…
It’s so good to see you back, Matilda! That salt water will make your boyfriend’s skin all better soon. My human sister, Sara, went camping on that island and saw the wild ponies. She had a great time. If a human can have a great time on an island, a dog will have a million times better adventure!
Thanks, Katya. I’m curious about those wild ponies. I’m hoping for the best for Coby. I want to see him so badly when he comes back to New York.
So great to hear from you, Matilda!! Hope you have a wonderful week!
Thanks Jessica. Every time mom reads about your pups, and how much you love them, she sheds a tear.