Wellington - Wellie

13/04/2025

Feeling good this fine spring day. Mom says the flowers are blooming, the trees are greening up, and the warmth feels wonderful. I concur.

06/04/2025

Dad has chicken. I, too, like chicken. I wait...

18/03/2025

Sometimes I just cannot, for the life of me, figure my parents out.

We went on a long adventure, except that it was only an adventure for them - they wanted to see some of the little people that mean so much to them, so I had to just ride along for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles...you get the idea. We all squished into something called a campervan, and off we went. Mom is shocked at how well I travel in that thing. The problem was that I had a little sore on my back before we left that turned into a huge, disgusting, gross, scary wound during the adventure, or so I'm told. All I know is that it hurt and itched like nobody's business. They put medicine on it, but nothing helped. So, the second we got home, off we went to the scary cage place. I hate that place. It hurt, whatever they did, and now...well, you can see what I've been reduced to. Not cool.

But, apparently things are a bit worse than all that. My ear was horribly infected too, and my parents have no idea how either sore happened. I wish I could tell them. Then, the scary cage place people took some stuff from my body and tested it. I really can't stand when that happens. The doctor called Mom and filled her in on the bad sore and what needs to be done to fix it, but they talked about other things as well. I know I'm almost blind, I'm definitely almost totally deaf, sometimes I don't know where I am, I hurt, and I've been having accidents many times a day. It's not my fault! Mom and Dad couldn't decide, actually, if it wasn't my fault or if I just didn't care. To be fair, when I was younger, sometimes I DIDN'T care. But, I have been vindicated - the stuff they tested let them know that something in my body isn't working right, at all. Kidneys? I think that's what she said. They're failing. I'm on special food and meds for that too now, but it's not going to fix anything. Mom said she's not ready to have the difficult conversation yet - what does that mean?? It doesn't sound good. She says I still have a fair amount of life left in me, and my reaction to being sprung from the scary cage place proved that. I still have some spring in my step. Still, the doctor told her that the difficult conversation is now on the horizon. That's beyond my pay grade - I just want to go nap after all the excitement. Mom and Dad are sad about it, though. I'm an old guy and things are going south, as expected. They know it, and Mom said they'll do the right thing, when it's time, but that it's not quite the time yet. I'm not sure I like where these conversations are going, but I trust them.

The big girl stayed at the vet while we went on our adventure - there was no room for her in our van thing at all. She is making everyone crazy with how glad she is to be home. Things are back to whatever constitutes normal around here. Feels good.

03/03/2025

Mom swiped this from a page about abominable creatures, though much more wild than the ones I encounter. The point remains, though. It's my day!!

17/02/2025

Some dogs think not having opposable thumbs is our biggest problem. Apparently, snacks are much easier pickings with things resembling hands. I say, not being able to read is my biggest issue. Look what happened when I couldn't make out what the sign said.

Yep, I was in jail again today, and it was a jail I had never even been to before. Not cool. The lady was really nice, though, and Mom says I look fantastic. That is, after the picture that cracked her up that the nice lady took - I don't appreciate THAT one. Still, it didn't take too long, I'm home now with a full tummy and my pain pills working, and Mom washed my little bed and a big pillow I like. I make sure they know I suffer when they leave me places - it pays off when we get home. I'm old and decrepit, like Mom, but I've still got it.

27/01/2025

I know - it's been way too long. It's totally Mom's fault. She didn't let me type because she's been busy and a bit preoccupied. She has an explosively active brain and is going back to something called school. That and what humans call holidays took a lot out of her psyche. She and Dad have been sick for a while too, which I could definitely tell. I know when something's wrong - it's one of Mom's favorite things about me.

Life is pretty good here. Mom says I'm almost totally deaf - they have to stomp the floor or hit a wall to get my attention sometimes. Sorry not sorry - I don't even know what any of that means. She also says she sees cataracts, so I'm losing some of my sight too. That word is way above my pay grade, but I get the gist of it. I hurt sometimes and my front leg gives out here and there still, but Mom still sees some pep in my step sometimes, especially when it's time to eat. Boy, I drive her nuts when it's time to eat. I'm making up for all the times I haven't attempted to fake her out. ;)

The big girl is still here, but the rescue people are working on finding a good home for her. She's turned out to be pretty nice, as long as Mom and Dad don't put bones down for us to chew on. I miss the bones, but apparently it's for the better. I really hate getting cleaned up these days - my skin hurts a bit, they think. So, unfortunately, I don't get as many baths. Oh darn. ;p We all just hang out here, living large, even though I sleep a lot, and everyone is happy. My brother is always up for a party, but those have been pretty nonexistent for a while. That will change when it gets nice and we can go visit the mountains. My parents cannot WAIT for that. I can pass, really, but I don't mind going all that much. For now, I'm happy that we have no white stuff at all - it's way too cold for me, but I can handle that part of it. Hope everyone is doing well.

20/12/2024

TEN YEARS!!!! It's my GOTCHA day!!! Celebrate!!!

Except...what does that even mean? Dad & Mom are happy about it, but it seems like just another day to me. This is just how normal it seems. Last night, when Mom was getting ready to lie down, she put a big glass of water on the table by her, or tried to - she totally missed the table and I had a sudden avalanche of water all over me right when I was nodding off for the night. Not going to lie - it was a bit unpleasant. Thanks, Mom. Sheesh. She told me she was sorry a million times, and put something soft and dry on my bed, but I made sure she knew I was miffed. MIFFED, I tell you.

Still, it's been a good run here. I don't have another ten years, but hopefully I've got a few. They're not ready to let go of me yet, or so they say, although Mom still calls me a turd sometimes. I'll bet that means she loves me a lot! Whatever it means, and whatever the celebration seems to indicate, life here is good - I'm showing my age more, but when it's time for food, Mom says I have a proper spring in my step. Duh. It's food. Delightful.

Thank you all for supporting me, Mom, Dad, my big brother, and all the intruders who have made my life so annoying. It means more than you know. Please consider fostering or adopting so scraggly guys like me (like the first photo, which was when Dad met me at the noisy cage place) can find their forever home. On to year eleven!!

10/12/2024

Mom says it doesn't look right outside - no white stuff. I say - it's fantastic. These old bones like the sunny weather, even though it's pretty cold. It hurts when they try to get me fixed up, so they're letting me get really quite shagalicious. I wish I could tell them why it does. Still, even though the big girl is still here, we're doing all right. Apparently we're almost to my ten-year Gotcha Day, whatever that means, and Mom is very happy about that. We'll make a bit of a deal about it here, even though I don't get it.

16/11/2024

Mom says it's not completely easy to take care of the pack these days. She says I can't hear much of anything at all anymore, and my front leg keeps giving out on me, so I biff it and hurt my chin over and over. We're trying to figure out what to do about that. I also can't help going in the house anymore - she's not a fan, of course, but she understands. She's working on that too. The big girl is still here, but hopefully someone will fall for her soon so she's gone. I wouldn't mind that a bit. My brother hurt his leg yesterday and is pretty gimpy - he'll probably be o.k., but even he cried and whimpered for a bit. It broke my parents' hearts. Still, we're hanging in there - there's a lot of cheery lights on at our place, a weird tree is inside the house, which I really don't get, and Mom is excited about the holidays, whatever that means. But, if she's happy, I'm happy. Life is good, even when I don't understand what's going on.

22/10/2024

She bothers me when I'm trying to sleep sometimes. I don't really mind, but I mind the black thing pointed at me. Not a fan. Still, she says I look rakish, which I'm taking to mean handsome, so I'll go with it. She continues to have a serious preoccupation with the black thing and all of us dogs. Humans need to point things a lot - it's unsettling, if I'm honest. But, she's trying to do better. Mostly. Sometimes.

08/10/2024

Seriously! The big dogs around here. .this is them.

I never do this, of course.

08/10/2024

I told you he's weird. Who does this??

30/09/2024

They have a strange preoccupation with alarmingly large vegetables these days.

06/08/2024

Had a quick trip to the scary cage place. I wasn't feeling great, but you can't tell, right? That's because my favorite person there was helping me. I didn't care that the guy was checking me carefully and moving stuff around - she smiles at me, and is gentle with me, and I know I can handle anything. Mom and Dad think she's just the best. I hope every scary cage place has someone like her.

02/08/2024

Humans have a strange predilection for cleaning and moving things around. What I've noticed is that they would much prefer to be looking at strange markings in flat things they get from a building not far from here, doing what Mom calls a puzzle (not even going to attempt to sort that one out), seeing cool places, and going camping. They talk about selling everything, including the place we live in, and hitting the road - this seems sketchy and worrisome, although they seem quite happy at the thought of it. I guess that means I would hit the road too, however they define it, but I like it here, even when they bring intruders home. Mom says she is totally over her chores, so I say...don't do the chores! Seems simple, but humans often make things quite complicated for themselves. I can't suss out why that is, but it always seems to be the case.

So, on we go as usual, until maybe we don't. Who knows. The big girl is still here, but she's cool, and Mom says I'm still a champ about it all. She's very proud of me, which makes it all quite worthwhile. It's hot and sunny today, so we're all hibernating inside. Life is good.

27/07/2024

This big girl has discovered the joys of air conditioning, ceiling fans, fuzzy beds, and butt scratches. She's pretty o.k. in my book, and she's nice to me. Mom says we're a happy pack.

17/07/2024

You humans are missing out. Three legs beat two every time.

Don't overlook us handicapped, special needs or…