Life with the Three Crazy Dogs

Chasey boy is back at our house this morning.  He will be here for a few days.  BF went for a wrist surgery and will not be able to care for him.  So, DB brought Chasey bud home and, boy, was he a firecracker.  He was out running the yard probably a few rounds.  DB said when he got in the house, he was running around the house before DB even had the chance to take his collar off.  That poor fella must be deprived of his space, I guess. 

SD sent a picture of him taken last night with him laying next to his rawhide.  Not sure why he was moping over at SD’s place.  Yes, they have a small townhome, but that should not be a problem for him.  He goes nuts when SD and BF come visit us.  So, why was he not drinking water, like a “sun seen”, ate a little, gave him his usual carrots and apples but he didn’t want them, spit it out and laid the apple next to him, not touching it, and his tail was not wagging – always down.  Was not interested in his usual rawhides.  What was his problem? 

When I got home this afternoon, I could hear him bark by the door to the garage and then his usual whining.  As soon as I opened the door, bang, he was right there, whining, and trying to jump on me.  Strange, man.  He was behaving so weird at their place, as if he is depressed, but from a dog?  He is like a human, a kid. 

Right now he is sleeping and snoring at the same time.  As usual, I took him for his walks and let him run free at the school field.  He was running like he just “fong kaam”, non stop, back and forth between me and wherever he was running to.  Good thing about him is after a certain distance, he will come right back to me.  Then into the trails we went.  Same thing, he was running up the trails and back to me and disappeared for a few seconds and reappeared, all huffing and puffing. 

I am not sure when he is going back to SD’s and if he does, I hope he won’t mope anymore.  I felt so bad when DB told me he looked depressed.  We shall see how it goes with this little guy.

He is having separation anxiety.  He puked his dinner when he went back to SD’s home. 

When he left our house, he was a fire cracker, an energizer battery.  Happy and whining a little coz he wanted to go for a ride.  He went into the car albiet a little skeptical.  We said goodbye to him and I did feel a little sad to see him go.  I wish I can read what dogs are thinking.  Anyways, SD texted DB saying Chase puked and not drinking his water.  Didn’t do anything at all.  We thought he would get around the next day.

The whole day today he didn’t do much, didn’t whine, still didn’t his water, not sure if he ate his breakfast, didn’t poop nor peed.  The poor thing is sad.  SD said he looks sad.  He laid on the floor not doing anything.  BF took him out for a long walk and came back still looking sad.

I think Chase misses DBs and me, or he misses being outside the yard whenever he wants, or he misses Cooper.  Will have to give him a few more days to get use to his new living environment.  Poor guy.

Yes, it is much quieter now.  He has gone back home, home means his owners’ home.  That’s right.  I am talking about Chase, the cute little fella, well, not that little, but he is only 10 months old you know.  DB told me SD and BF will be here this evening to take him back to their place for good.  I know DB is glad to have Chase back to his owners coz he said Chase was driving him nuts with his constant whining and his ever ending energy.

I am kinda glad that he is gone coz I will have an extra hour to myself.  That hour was to walk him separately from the other boys.  Actually I walk him with Cooper since both are fast walkers.  I guess since now I have to walk the two older ones together I might need some alli diet pills to loose  pounds.  Walking the two boys together will be slower since Ranger walks like he is 90 years old.  I hardly work up any sweat unless it out on the trails.  So, I think some diet pills might help me from now on.

My name is Chase.  I am from the Labrador Retriever breed, not the English storky kind, but the American type with model runway legs.  Yeah, I have very long and slim legs, every dog will envy me.  I’m a male and my color is yellow. I think I just turned 10 months old.  I am a great companion for anyone.  I am now living with two adults and two other dogs.  (They are older than me so they are no fun to play with.)  I am house broken,  easily trained with or without treats, but of course if there are some treats around I will obliged to your commands.  I know I will be a great hunter or a family pet.  Why?  Because I love to please my owners.   By the way, I have to admit I have a weakness.  Please don’t take that as a consideration in your decision.

I.Am.A.Fetching.Freak.

I need an owner who has time to burn off my never ending energy!

Hint: Fowl hunting is around the corner……

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Yes, I am talking about Chase, the little fella.  He had the worse Hershey sprays ever last night or could be very early this morning while we were still sleeping.  There were poop sprays on the walls, carpets, rugs and patio door, from the dining room to the executive office.  We still could not figure out why he does not whine to let us know he wants out like how the other will do when they need to got out urgently.  DB woke up and smelled the wonderful smell of “fresh flowers”.  He spent the whole day getting the stains/smell out, vacumm and then shampoo the carpets again.  So much stress for me even I was not doing the cleaning.  Why?  Because of the smell that is still lingering in the house, stress which give me all the zits I don’t want.  Soon I will need to get acne treatments for my zits if I am not going to de-stress myself and also if Chasey boy won’t stop licking me all the time.  He has this licking addiction in him that is not going away.  Anyways, I am going to sprink more baking soda on the spots where he did his emergency tomorrow, let them sit for an hour and then vacumm.