Indulge me just for a second.

This past Sunday morning, Charles brought my mom flowers. Yes, you read that correctly… he brought her flowers. He went outside and dragged them up from the garden, through the dog gate, up the stairs and planted them firmly inside her bedroom door. He then proceeded to sit by them and waited for her. And, as anyone would, she took a picture.

Frankenpuppy.

Charles survived his surgery… only to come back to me as Frankenpuppy. He had a gnarly 3.5″ incision with rough looking stitches covering his abdomen — all the way from his sternum to his man business. Take a peek: I was a little shocked when I picked him up that 1.) his incision was GINORMOUSContinue reading “Frankenpuppy.”

Sir Charles.

I took Charles up to the CSU vet hospital for some puppy surgery today. I believe I’ve mentioned his liver ailement here before, but I haven’t been doing many updates because it’s a bit of a downer. I took Chuck in for his annual appointment at the end of June only to learn that his blood work was extremely off — giving him a time line of about 6 months. I cried a lot. I found out at work, spent the rest of the day in and out of tears with my door shut. I figured that was better than having my co-workers question why I had disappeared and an ogre had moved into the room I usually work in.

The ol’ flop and sleep.

On that note, Charles is a crazy sleeper. He sleeps with me most nights, so I would know. Occasionally he’ll curl up at the end of the bed and stay that way the entire night — rare but it does happen. Most nights he’s up and wiggling about. He’ll toss, turn and scratch until he’s happy.

Charles with a healthy helping of pie.

My dog, the precious little jerk that he is… hasn’t been feeling so hot lately. I don’t believe I’ve mentioned this before, but if I have you get to hear it all over again. And you’re going to like it. Lucky you. About a year after I got this wonderful, urine filled darling he startingContinue reading “Charles with a healthy helping of pie.”

Just can’t take him anywhere.

Charlie got into a brawl at “Four Paws” Dog Park today. That’s what you get for leaving your mini-blue squeaky ball out for other dogs to steal. Idiot. Maybe if he’d really “catch on” to fetch we wouldn’t have these issues. I fight with that little jerk everyday and now he has to go makeContinue reading “Just can’t take him anywhere.”