Heidi is gone and I am lost

I had a bunch of stuff to do, so she went to the kennel today. Now I don't know what to do but miss her irritable little self. It will be over a week before I see her again. Can I stand it?

Countdown to the kennel

This time tomorrow, Heidi will be in the kennel. I wonder if she knows? I have heard of psychic weenies. Hope she is not one of those.
After the sun went down, Heidi and I went to the store. She was barking and carrying on after we parked, but when I got out of the car, she headed for the floorboard as usual. And not another sound was heard.
I think I got this weenie figured out. As long as I am there to back her up, she is fierce weenie. When I'm gone, she is hidden weenie.

Birthday weenie

Today Heidi is one year old. I didn't tell her it was her B-day so she won't expect a cake. She doesn't seem anymore mature today than yesterday. I took her to Sonic tonight and she did look out the window and bark. She usually just hides. Eventually, she hid and still barked. Go figure! Since it was her birthday, I gave her a little bit of my hamburger patty.

A speedy weenie

Heidi met a red male doxie this week. He is about 2 years old. His owner says he is a racing weenie. The fast weenie's mom said they could have puppys, but I gave her the sad news that Heidi will never have little ones. It made me a little regretful she could have had a champion speedster for her puppies daddy and since she is so fast herself, they could have been little speed demons. Emphasis on the demon part.

Weenie mystery

Last night Heidi and I went out to Walmart and HEB for a few minutes. It was cool enough for her to stay in the car. She stayed in the floorboard as usual. Makes me wonder why she wants to go.
When we returned home, she ran around growling and barking in an unusual way and it made me feel as if she sensed something wrong in our house. She never focused on an area, so I eventually felt she was just bitching. We had workmen in the house during the day and perhaps it upset her to come back in the house and pick up their scent or something.
Today, when I returned home from the nursing home, she didn't greet me at the door. Her little black nose is almost always is in the crack of the door as soon as I began to open it. I walked in, no Heidi to greet me. I called her name - nothing. I glanced behind my recliner where I saw a darker form than the rest of the room. I spoke directly to the form and out bounded Heidi, tail wagging. I went back outside for a minute and when I came back in, she was again hiding behind the recliner. The recliner is her safe spot. I can't figure out what happened to her to make her hide like that.

Failed dog trainer

Heidi escaped out the door as I put out trash tonight. She didn't go very far, just zipped around the yard. Her little under carriage got very wet as it had rained today. She just doesn't have enough clearance.
She hasn't minded a word I've said today. I haven't done a good job as a trainer. She will soon be sorry she has treated me badly. I am going away and she won't know if or when I'm coming back. She can sit in a kennel all day long and review all her sins.
Heidi had plenty of excitement today. She had company and she was so hyper, she didn't know who to go to next. It's a wonder her tail isn't sore, it wagged so much.
She got weighed Friday afternoon and she has gained up to a whopping 10.8 lbs.
Dear Santa Clause, please bring me a sweet little doggie who weighs under 5 lbs and just lives to please her mommy.

Weenie's bad name

I was reading a Boxer message board last evening. Most agreed that their dog was very polite and calm when taken to the pet store. Weenie's on the other hand were challenging these dogs who are many times their size. In fact, they were commiserating that every pet store had a resident weenie, or some other ankle biter, to challenge all who enter. A coincidence? I think not. That is my weenie. Sounds just like her. She has never been to a pet store as such because they aren't available here in this part of the piney woods. However, when I take her to the vet, she really lets loose. If another dog is available, or another human she barks her silly head off for attention. She doesn't really challenge them, just wants them to pet and notice her. She will be a year old August 22, 2005, right around the corner. I hope she begins to act more grown up then. I'm gonna hold that thought.
PLEASE, does anyone out there know how to let Heidi know I'm boss???

The terminator

Heidi treed a roach. I thought it was a "present" Heidi had left on the floor, so I grabbed a kleenex and bent over to pick it up and it ran into the corner of the cabinet. I called Heidi over and showed it to her and she began to bark at it. It took off and ran all the way across the room and into another corner. She ran it out of that corner and I thought she had lost it, but it scooted under one of her toys and she was nosing around for it. As she lifted her toy with her nose, it took off again right toward me. I was able to step on it and squash it. Heidi lay down on her back and rolled over it. I don't know if that was a victory dance or what. I then picked up the carcass, threw it in the toilet, like it was one of her "presents" and gave it a burial at sea.
That is the first roach I've seen here. I have seen several geekos but have never been able to get her attention when I saw one.

PMS????

Heidi is extremely active tonight. She has raked her teeth over my arm and broken the skin. I applied tamanu oil and she licked all that off. I accused her earlier of having PMS, but now after I saw her with her gorilla, I realize she is horny. I didn't know she would be that way after her operation. If I wrote a book about what I don't know about house dogs, it would be too heavy for me to pick up. No wonder she is mad at me. She has no little male dog friends coming by to visit. What the world doesn't need is another little Heidi. Her line needs to be broken before she completely ruins the reputation of her whole breed. But, to tell the truth, the more I read about her breed, the more she sounds true to it, only more so.

Heidi's new toy

Heidi got a new toy today. It is a really big and flat plush dog-like creature. I am hoping she will use it to fall asleep on. So far that hasn't happened. She has attacked it and shaken it several times, but hasn't moved it very far. It is at least 3 times bigger than she is.
She was very upset earlier in the evening because it was thundering and raining. It has rained so little since she became aware, that she is still not used to it.
The 22nd of this month, she will be 1 year old. I hope when she reaches that milestone, she will be able to take over and do her own blogging.
Right now, she is suspiciously close to the telephone cord. I may go off-line at any moment.
Besides that, I talked for hours to my oldet grandson tonight, on the phone. She is just like a child when I get on the phone or computer either one. That is big time meddling and misbehaving time. My grandson worked at a veterinary clinic when he was in high school and he said he would have advised against me getting one of these little dogs. He is not a fan of Heidi. Heidi could care less.