11 posts tagged “poodle”

as much as it bothered me at the time (november of last year), i think it was pretty clear that poa-poa was trying to tell me something.  she wanted a pillow of her own.

a couple of months later, she made it a point to show me (once again) just how much she wanted one.  i had been working on laundry and when i went back to my room to grab my bedding, she had made herself comfortable on one of my pillows.

so, finally, i caved and gave her one.  usually i'll leave it at the foot of my bed but last night i brought her pillow out onto the couch.  as my brother and i were watching tv, poa-poa crawled into the pillowcase and slept.  she does the funniest things sometimes...

i saw a commercial a couple of days about global warming and decided to check out the site www.fightglobalwarming.com.  i guess poa-poa was just as curious as i was when i caught her looking at my monitor.  i think she wants to get involved, too.

i had (and still have) a long term goal of giving up fast food places, but that lasted all but 3 months until this past friday.  there are so many dietary changes i've been trying to make and i should be proud of myself for lasting that long, but i'm still disappointed.  i was too lazy to make anything to eat, and my craving for a quarter pounder w/cheese was too overwhelming.

here are some photos from that day.  i think poa-poa knew i was up to no good, but she couldn't stop me.  hmm, maybe if she was bigger, she would have made a difference.

- samuel butler


poa poa is staying with my parents until next week.  i miss her but at the same time, it's been nice not having to worry about accidentally stepping on her.  instead of being a lap dog, she's more like a foot dog...always resting her snout on, or falling asleep near my feet while i'm working.

i don't think poa poa's had flashbacks of the time when she was accidentally stepped on but it's always fresh in my mind.  i'll never forget, my parent's place thanksgiving night, when she slept on the floor near the sofa my brother was lounging on.  as he swung his legs over to get up, there was this horrible sound coming from the living room.  at the time, i was on the phone talking to my friend and we both said, "what the hell was that?!"  it was poa poa howling at the top of her little lungs in PAIN.  my poor brother.  he felt so terrible and i felt bad for the both of them. 

of course we rushed to the animal hospital (thank god they were open) and my brother explained to the vet what had happened.  i remember him looking at my brother, mulling over what he had just been told.  then the vet said, "it could have been a lot worse."  my brother is about 6 feet tall, 265lbs.  just think, it was only his big toe that broke her leg (tibia).  had it been his entire foot...well, i can't imagine she would have survived...he would have crushed her to death for sure. 

so yeah, i miss the little pooch.  i haven't heard her whining to play fetch--she has this way of coming up to you, staring you down and then yapping until you play with her.  she won't leave you alone, ms. little attention hog.  now it's just too quiet without her here.  at least i have a couple of videos to watch until she comes home next week.