Barking's Of Texas

Did you know, since I came in 2008 I has helped mom raise and train about ....um.....9 service dogs/puppies in training? Pompei stayed the longest than all the others ones, so I think they should defiantly put my name down as a "co-raiser" of him. 

Me teachin him da fine arts of runnin at top speed

Me showin him da pool was not so scary...

He made fun of my scarf! What can I say!?

He wouldn't have even been as great if hadn't showed him the ropes. The house is super duper quiet now that he's not around, and I hates ta even say this butt...........


I think I might  miss him.


Me and Bubbles rode in the car with Mom and Pompei, on Saturday so we could go meet the people who was driving him up to New York. Mom was driving super fast, cause she got her times mixed up and didn't realize she had an hour more of traveling than the people meeting her, so she had the pedal to the metal. 


And she also made me ride on the car seat, which was completely not right, cause I can't even get as warm as I could sitting in her lap, but she was not even changing her mind, so I crowded on the seat with Bubbles. 

Let me tell you. That girl hogs up a whole locka space. And she didn't even move over so I could lay nicely. So I went back and slept in the back seat with Pompei. 


Then all of the sudden we was there, and mom was getting Pompei out of the car and walking him over to another lady in a van. I had ta scream for a little bit cause SHE FORGOT I WAS IN THE CAR!?! ...


....but she didn't even come back 'til the lady put Pompei in the car. Then she came and let me and Bubbles go potty, as the vans were leavin, we could see Pompei's head pop into the window, cause I think he was wonderin' why we wasn't comin with him....


That made mom all kinds of sad, so she then she thought I'd make a good cuddle toy.. 


NOT!


Then she did that crying thing, and had to use up the box of tissues the lady gave her. Sigh. Humans. 


After that she got herself some food, and didn't even share ANY with me. Not even a CRUMB. I thought that was highly unfair, and sat in the back of the car and barked at people while they walked by. 


Then FINALLY we drove away back to our home place. 


Anddd its been really borin around here. I tried ta get Bubbles to play wit me and she only plays for like 5 seconds and then she goes to lay down. 


Mom says I got four weeks until I get another play mate....


I don't know if I can wait dat long....


Anyone wanta play?

Texas: OMD what an AWFUL PIC OFME! TAKE IT DOWN MOM! TAKE IT DOWN!!!

Erin: Awwwww

Erin: please ignore the dirty floor. *shudders*

Erin: One of our first outings together! omw how cute was he!

Erin: Pompei's first puppy meeting to the fire station!

Erin: Pompei @ six months!

Erin: What a faker. Still six months

Erin: Pompei enjoying a bone while on our disastrous camping trip

Erin: OH! GREEN GRASS!!! I MISS THIS! Oh yeah and Pompei's cute as well.

This was soo funny! Erin & Co.

Did you know I had a Twitter account? Sometimes when mom is at work I gets on dare and chat with my doxie pals on there cause there is a lot of dem on there. But the good news is dat mom got tired of me singing my sweater song and she gots me another jacket...I think it makes me look..."dashing". I didn't even try to rub it off.


Um so mom also said I needs to talk about Pompei more cause dis blog is not all abouts me....course I ignored dat statement cause, i mean what does she know?! 


And plus Pompei is always gettin to do the fun stuffs, like go to a Christmas Party with other puppies like him. What's funny though is even though he is the oldest puppy there, he was the baddest last night! BOL!! 

Pompei.....well not bein bad in dis picture.

One of the other puppies that was there. Mom said we were supposed to get one, but I'm sure glad we didn't! I already gots my paws full wit Pompei!

Ok so its mostly mom's fault for not making sure all the zoomies were out before she and him went driving for about 2 gazillion hours, but her was in a hurry and didn't even think of thats! So boy was he ...umm...bouncy when he saw the other dogs at the party place! And all he wanted to do was play, and not listen to mom! heehee!! 

Another dog like Pompei...cept he's black and much much gooder than Pompei. And his name is Mickey

I asked Pompei 'bout that...


Texas: ooooo I heard you was BAD for mom today! HAHA! 
Pompei: Aww shut up Texas. You're just jealous you didn't get to go. Now give me that bone!! 
Texas: No! you had your own bone. But back to the whole party thing. Didya get to play with the other dogs? Or did mom make you be still and stuff? 
Pompei: WHAT.DO.You.THINK!?! W'erenotsupposedtoplaywithotherdogswhileinourcoats. Though..hehe  all I'd do is lay down so they couldn't really see me play much...HEY! GIVE.ME.BACK.MY.BONE!!
Texas: *growls*
Pompei: Quit being so touchy, good grief plus look you didn't even get all the good stuff outta the bone so let me have it. Plus I'm bigger than you so if you don't give it too me I'll SIT on you!
Texas: Oh yeah?
Pompei: YeAh
Texas: Oh yeah?
Pompei: YEAH! 
*Pompei runs away with Texas fast on his heels. He quickly doubles back and snatches the bone*
Pompei: SCORE! Bwahahahaha *smacks* *slurps*
Texas: MoooooooooOOOOoM!?! Pompei took my toy!? 
Pompei: Cry Baby.
Texas: AM NOT! YOU BIG FAT MEANIE!
Pompei: Is that the best you can do? 
Texas: ..............
Texas: Soo i heard you stole a toy from ....
Pompei: *growls* SHUT UP TEX.


...so that didn't work out so well..but I heard mom tellin someone else 'bout it. He even tried to take another CHRISTMAS PRESSIE!!!!!!!!!! Some guide dog he'll be! 


Oh well. Him and mom brought back a lot of cookies and fudge and other foodies! But not to share, cause mom says chocolate is bad for dogs. Well let me tell you something....you has to eat a WHOLE lotta chocolate a'fore its bad. 

Pompei's "Good-bye and never come back" cookie. Cept they didn't say the "never come back part.

How do I know dis? 


.............................................


I pleads the fifths. 


OH! Mom says da weather person says its going to snow on Christmas. Blecky. 


ummm..............


I thinks that's all I gots to say at da moment. 


*Yaawwwwwns*

Pompei turned 1 years old today! Birthday's with guide dog puppies are always bittersweet. We're happy to celebrate one year of life with our crazy puppies, but sad knowing that our time with them is quickly drawing to a close. Pompei is attempting to make sure I'm not too sorry to see him go, as a teenager, he's testing all his boundaries but we're working on keeping him "walking the straight and narrow." 


However, we are very eager to see what he'll do once back at the school! I know someone will ask, so let me go ahead and alay your fears. Yes it will be hard to let him go, but remember he was never "mine" in the first place, and as we're going through our year together, we're doing a LOT of training and preparation of the dogs for this next stage. So the thought of keeping them after all.that.work is disappointing. Believe me, finding out your dog has been, as we call it, career changed (taken out of the program) is a little short of devastating...especially if you had high hopes for his future. 


That and, we're typically getting a new puppy after the old one goes, which keeps us very.very. busy. Unfortunately this will be the first time, in four years, that I won't be getting another puppy as my old puppy goes back. Some different situations happened  and for now I'm going to wait for Midnight to have puppies, which will be sometime in the spring..if she's pregnant...something we won't know for a little while yet.. So Pompei's turn in will be much harder than my past puppies to be sure. 


However, I know my decision was the right one when I stepped outside this morning. O.M.G it was COLD. 


Back to Pompei, he got a Deer Antler and a Bone for his birthday, the former of which, Texas promptly stole. Than when he saw Pompei get the bone, he proceeded to stalk him around the house whining. 


Aaah Sibling Rivarly.


Whatever will he do without his Big Little Brother? 

Dear Blog Friends.
Here is da thing.
If you only updated your bloggy 1 time a week instead of a 1,435,234,354 times a week.
Den maybe my mom could get to alla your blogs all time, so dat I can leave my mark there.
Butt if you continues to dos this (see number above) updating, den I will has to stop followin your bloggy.
Sorries.

Me and my new friend named Lisa

.......
Mom says dat is not even true so I shouldn't write dat down.
WELL!?!?!?!?!
whatever.
So what's been going on here in my life you asks? I makes a new friend a couple of weeks ago, at first she kinda scared me, cause I didn't know who she was and if she even wanted to hurt me..cause you never now. But then I realized she was kinda cool, and she lets me sit on her lap..if I don't lick her face. But dats real hard ya know cause I mean the humans always have sometin yummy on there faces. But I tries to be good. 

Um....the other day aNOTHER  birdy flew in my house and me and Pompei chased all over the place! He won cause it flew in my crate, and he rammed his big honkin self in there and CHOMPED down on it real fast. I don't think that's fair cause I saw it first!!!!!! 
The big dummy even ate it all gone! 
Its a good thing he's leaving in 29 days. 
I can finally has my house all to my self again.
I candothisIcandothis......ZZZzzzzzzzzzz..........

Dear Diary,

Now dat I'm a whole 11 months old, mom keeps saying stuffs like "IFT" and "puppies" and "dissapointments" and all sorts of other stuff dat I normally understand but not like how she is saying them.

Like da other day, she was talking to our neighbor about getting another puppy!? I don't even know what she meant by that cause I mean HELLO I"M Sitting right here!
Then she said that she didn't know when I was leaving for IFT but it would probably be in a couple of months.

So any ways i had ta get on the Doogle network (google for dogs..you hadn't heered about that?!)


And then I gots a lot of junk like Career centesr an annual meetings stuff, so I had to have mom help me. I did not even like what I found on there!! 


So apparently dis I.F.T. stands for : In Formal Training. And what dat means is dat I have ta go back to the school place that I came from ( a loooooooong time ago). And then I have to stay in a kennel place and have lots of doggie friends to play wit and then I gots to do like I do wit mom and go into stores and stuff butt this time i has to wear a harness thingy cause that means I'm trainin to be a guide dog.

I gotsta say that it does sound like a little bit of fun, cept for the leavin mom part, but if I stays wit her I won't get to have a joby thingy and if I don't stay with her then I gots to go away all by myself to a bunch of peoples I don't even know.

*sigh*

I thinks I'm going to sleep on dis.


G'Night.

We don't even go on walkies a lot cause, we don't even have a place to walk in our nayborhood. Cause we don't even have any sidewalks or nuttin and mom doesn't want us ta get runned over by a cars or sometin. Sooo she looked around on the intranet and finds a place dat is only a little bit away from our house. And den she puts all of us in the car. (this was last week cause we had so many peoples in our own yard) and we got out at this place call ed the "Nature Center". Only thing was I didn't even see a bunch of nature!!! 


Anyway mom was real happy cause I stayed quiet when we passed people. Well except fur those llittle people dat came running to me even though mom told them I wasn't friendly. All dey said was "Which one is friendly!?" And den mom hadta Hoolldd me back! woof!! 


Butt den we met them again!...and they did the same thing Again!!! Mom wus seriwously scratchin her head bout dat one! Anyway next I vote we leaves Bubbles at home cause BOY was she SLOW! OMD! We had to keep walkin like a very slow animal that i can't think of right now. Anywoofs I can't wait till we go backs!