Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Watson Meets Dr. Callie and Gets Probed

Today, Watson got to meet one of his two vets, Dr. Calaveras Cunningham (awesome name). Dr. Callie did a "well puppy" check-up, and declared Watson, "Perfect." Of course he is! However, Watson was not too thrilled about having his temperature taken. Who is? ;-)

"OK, Watson, this is a thermometer. It won't hurt a bit.
" Excuse me! This may not hurt, but it is damn embarrassing. I'd like to see YOU in this position, lady. "

"OK, so that really wasn't that bad." Everybody left smiling.

Good boy, Watson!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Coming and Going...

I've been trying to post a blog for the past hour. The powers that be keep eating my posts. So, here are two pictures of Watson. One in my backyard, the other in my kitchen. I'll post ALL my adventures in Albuquerque tomorrow.

This is one AWESOME puppy!!

Saturday, November 21, 2009


Yesterday, Penni met me at the Albuquerque airport. As she stepped out of her car, this is what she handed me.....Watson! I wasn't expecting to see him until I got to Penni's house. Naturally, because I'm a sentimental idiot, with the stress on "mental," I burst into tears. He's prefect. There have been moments this weekend when I've sworn I'm looking at Axel.

Penni and I are having too much fun. I went tracking with Chase, who, btw, just happens to be the COOLEST dog, ever. What a character. I'm so proud to say that I have one of his puppies. And, tracking is FUN. We used my bra as an "article" which we placed in a church parking lot, along with a cookie cutter, washcloth, and a glove. Chase found them all with very little difficulty. Good boy, Chase

We spent a few hours shopping in Old Town, and yes, Carolyn, I bought some really cool kaleidoscopes. Tonight we off to watch the sunset and drink margaritas. I know, it's been a rough weekend.

Oh! And if Penni isn't careful, she might notice Inca's missing. What a lovely, dear dog she is.

Off to take more puppy pictures!

Monday, November 16, 2009

My Mother and What's His Name.

This morning, my mother asked me, "So, when do you leave to pick up Wicker?" My mother has trouble with names. To date, she has called Watson: Wicker, Wicket, Winston, and Datsun. It took mom nearly a year to remember Fig's name; she called him "Sig."She may not remember names, but she remembered what it's like to have a new puppy. I'd forgotten that she remembered.

My doorbell rang late this afternoon. My mother's gardner/handyman stood at my door. He had been sent by my mother to "inspect" my backyard. Mom was worried that it might not be puppy-proof, and she sent help. Together, Jose and I found a small hole in the fence line (thank you, Fig) that a puppy could wedge his head, and under the deck, we found most of Fig's discarded, disgusting, de-stuffed puppy toys.

I now have the most puppy-friendly backyard in Napa.

Thank you, mom.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Ian and Fig

I woke up at 1:30 am because I noticed the lights were still on in Ian's room. I went in to turn them off, and there was no Ian. The quilt was off his bed, but there was no boy in the bed. This is what I found when I went into the living room. I'll admit, it brought a tear to my eye.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Food for Thought...?

Fig is home from the vet's, and as expected, is very groggy. He had baked chicken and rice for dinner, and this is as far as he got when he was done eating. Poor puppy dog.

For the Woman with Everything

Authentic, honest-to-God Neutical earrings. Why anyone would want to wear prosthetic dog balls from their ears is beyond me. Here is the description from :

Elegance and fashion are combined with our new handcrafted earrings available for a limited time only. Sterling silver caps hold an actual pair of Neuticles .63" in style. Ideal for any formal or informal occasion! Each Limited Edition pair are individually numbered up to 1000 - with certificate of authenticity. Price includes first class postage, handling and all related charges. $109/pair.
And, while on the subject of testicles, real or fake, Fig's vet phoned, he's fine, and can come home at 6 pm.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Good-bye, Testicles

After much thought, and with Carolyn and Mandy's permission, I have decided to neuter Fig. I don't foresee a show career for him, and my son Ian wants to learn to track with him while I learn to track with Watson. The family that tracks together....
During Fig's pre-op appointment, my vet asked me if I wanted to have "neuticals" implanted in Fig. WTF? Neuticals? Yup, there are silicone prosthetic testicles that can inserted after the real ones are removed. Dear lord! Really? Why? Because, "they help your dog retain his self-esteem."
I must have looked absolutely incredulous, but my vet told me that he's implanted hundreds of neuticals over the past few years. I think there are some dog owners with self-esteem issues, and way too much money. The cost of ensuring your dog retains his dignity, and self-worth is a mere $950.00. For better or worse, Fig will come home tomorrow sans testicles, and neuticals.
Only in California......