I like to sleep with Puffie Too who was Cobi's

Hi friends, Ojo here!

When Cobi walked across the rainbow bridge she left all her toys behind, even her favourite ones. Her favourite toys of all time were Ducky and the two Puffies. Puffie One is light brown and he lives in our big house in the city. Puffie Too is grey and lives up here in our little house on the mountain.

Cobi used to like to snuggle with her Puffies. She would suckle them in her mouth and chew them ever so gently. Whenever she was worried sucking on a Puffie could help make her feel better. The Puffies always had stick-up spikes of fur from where she liked to suck and chew on them. Here is Cobi with her Puffie: https://dogdoesntfetch.blogspot.com/2018/04/puffie.html

Now I guess the Puffies are mine. 

There was always a rule that I was not allowed to chew on the Puffies because they were Cobi's favourites and because I am much rougher with my toys. (I like to take the insides out!)

Now that Cobi isn't here to take care of the Puffies any more it is my job. Friends, I still never try to rip the Puffies. I never try to play with them or tear their stuffing out. I only handle the Puffies very, very gently.

I like to sleep with Puffie Too. He makes a good pillow. I carry him carefully into my bed and tuck him under my chin and take a nap. And he still smells like Cobi, just a little bit.

Puffie

This is my Puffie! He is my best friend. (Okay, maybe Ojo is my best friend, but don't tell her I said that. Puffie is my second-best friend.)

I snuggle with Puffie all the time. He goes into donut bed with me, and he hangs out on couch with me. I love Puffie!

Do you have a best toy-friend?

Puffie and Squeak-Cow

Rarwr! We play!
I am chewing on Puffie! Ojo is chewing on Squeak Cow! We are fierce! We play! We chew! We make noises!

What? What are you looking at?

Good morning

Good morning Puffie. Good morning MyBone. Good morning OjosBone. Good morning soft-blue-squeaky-egg. I think there will be much chewing and snuggling today, especially in the warm winter sunshine. Are you ready for the day?

Something awful!

Today something awful happened!!

Puffie went through the washing machine! And then the dryer!

I am sure this was an accident. Puffie hates baths, just like me. Why would the people do this?

Oh Momma B, what have you done? Not only to Puffie, but to all of my blankets and mats and towels! And all my other squeaky toys too! How could you?!?

I must intervene. Puffie, my best snuggle-friend, I will liberate you!

Oh Puffie. You are so terribly clean. You are so horribly soft.

This is awful. Now I have to work extra hard to make you dirty and smelly again. To make your fur stick up in points of dried dog saliva.

Oh Puffie, I am so sorry this happened...

Almost Wordless Wednesday 08/08/12

Chores are boring...

Wonderful sun beach forest weekend

I had one of the most amazing weekends ever! We went to a little borrowed house in the forest by the beach.

And guess who was there? Woman-who-visits-lots-and-walks-in-forest!

I went on many walks to the the beach and in the forest. Isn't the beach wonderful in the sunshine?

My body was feeling a little bit better and it was wonderful to run and play!
My person calls this "zoomies".

 

Oh happy sunshine. Oh happy beach.

Momma B liked to play in the sunshine too.

And so did Momma C. She got very silly with me.

I played and slept and played and slept and played and slept.

Then the sun went away. The rain started. But this was okay. I still got to go for walks. The beach was very quiet.

And when it got too rainy I lay inside and snuggled with Puffie.

Since we weren't at home I didn't have to worry about the very large, scary bunny who came this weekend. This was a relief. I like eggs, but I don't like big scary bunnies.

My littlest person tells me that the bunny came to visit her, but all he left her was yucky chocolate. No eggs. So I didn't miss anything.

Did the big scary bunny come to your house?

This was a fantastic weekend. Now I am very tired. I sleep.

Snow trails

Today we went in the truck to the fun place again.

I know the routine now. The people leave me outside while they go inside and get something to put on their feet.

The first few times I worried about this. But now I know that they do not go away for very long, and when they come back we go to play in the snow. So I wait patiently for them. I am a good dog.

Today we went along little trails in the forest. Many other people have walked along these trails, and a few other dogs too. I used my nose to check it all out.

When the people were too slow I found sticks to chew.

The little trail was fun to hide in.

When I got bored with sticks I bounced in the snow around my people. Sometimes I stepped on the back of their big flat shoes. This always made them move out of my way.

Part way through our walk we stopped for a break. My littlest person was tired. The people had a snack. They shared.

I am very tired after all this fun. Almost too tired to eat my bone. Almost.

No den?

My crate-den seems to have disappeared. First the cat named Keisha was in it. She didn't want to be in there, but the people made her stay in there because she was not feeling well. Then my crate-den disappeared. Where did it go? At least I still have my mat. And Puffie of course.

Get those squeakies

Here are my new toys and Puffie.

One new toy is not here. It is a white crab and it is still in the living room by my blanket. This new green toy is named "elephant". It has squeakies in each of its feet. I am working hard to make the squeakies stop squeaking. I have already removed one by making a hole with my teeth and taking it out. The other three I am putting between my jaws and biting and biting and biting. Soon my strong teeth will make them stop. In the meantime I am working at this very hard.

Outside the snow is hard and sharp on top, and soft underneath. The sharp top hurts my paws and my legs. I still like to go out and sniff though. The cold snow holds many smells.

Sleepy day

Yesterday was a lot of work. Today I am very sleepy. I woke up long enough for a run at Dallas Road. Now I am going back to sleep. Puffie keeps me company while I dream.

Hello doggy friend?

Hello? Doggy-friend? You seem to have forgotten me. I am left here on the stairs. There are many human feet nearby. I worry I may be stepped on. And there's another problem. I seem to be upside down. Why am I left here upside down where humans put their feet? Where did you go without me? Help!

My Puffie

I love my Puffie. I take good care of him. I groom him lots and cuddle with him to keep him warm. I protect him from my people who like to step on him and make him whonk. I don't know why they do this. I bark to tell them that this hurts Puffie, then I take him someplace safe. He is my Puffie and I love him very much.

On trucks and teasing

I spent much time today sitting in the truck waiting for Momma C. This was okay. When I wait in the truck I watch out the windows for a bit. Then I make a ball with my body on her seat and nap for a bit. Then, after I've had a sleep, I watch out the windows again. Twice today I got to run in a big field. I also got to chase a soccer ball.

We got home late, but Momma B and my littlest person still weren't home. I waited and watched for them until they came home too. I worry when the people in my family are lost. I like it best when they're all at home with me.

Even though sometimes they tease me. Tonight my littlest person took my tube and made a funny noise with it. Then she stepped on Puffie and made him whonk. I think this may hurt him. I don't like it. I am very gentle with Puffie. I lick him carefully and give him cuddles. Please don't step on Puffie.

These two things are mine. Stop teasing!

Walk in the rain

Today was sunny during the day. But after dinner when it was time for me to go to the park, it got rainy. I don't believe Momma B when she calls it Liquid Sunshine. Rain is not sunshine at all.

I'm not sure why my person likes to walk in the rain, but she had me go with her. I liked sniffing the neighborhood, but the rain got in my eyes. I don't like this.

My person likes me to walk beside her. Sometimes I do this. Sometimes I don't. But if she has lamb in her pocket, then I try harder to walk beside her. Lamb is tasty.

After our walk we went into the park. There were no dog friends there. My person had my bounces-on-elastic-funny-to-carry ball in her pocket. She threw it for me. But I wanted my turn to do things my way. So I ran the opposite direction that the ball went in. Then my person had to fetch it.

I sniffed. I ran a bit. My person said she was tired of standing in the rain and told me it was time to leave the park. But I wasn't ready to leave yet.

There is one thing that always makes my person come to me. So I went to the far side of the park and did this thing.

People are strange for lots of reasons. But the strangest of all is they pick up my poo and put it in a bag. I'm not sure why. But they always do. Unless I'm in our yard. Then they pile it in the corner.

So I did my thing, and of course my person came all the way across the park to the far side to pick it up. I wonder why they like this so much?

Then I was ready to go home.

Whenever I am wet from rain, or muddy, my people take out a big towel. They wipe my paws. Then they rub my whole body. This is fun. Sometimes I bite the towel. Sometimes I make a play-growl. I like this.

But I wasn't done teasing my person yet. After she rubbed each paw and rubbed my body, I ran out into the yard again and back behind the tree where there is lots of mud. This is fun. So I got to do the towel thing again.

Now there is something funny happening outside. My people call it ThunderAndLightning. The air feels funny and the sky is growling. I am happy to be safe inside. It is warm and dry.There is no cat in my favourite bed.

Here is my new chew-snuggle-play toy that my littlest person gave me. It makes a "whonk" noise when I bite it.

Life is good.