MISSED OPPORTUNITY

Something good almost happened to me today. I heard my Mommy say I was going to the farm. Then those plans got shot down. I wanted to go. What is a farm anyway? People come and go there and I never get to. I know I am missing something important. I think that is where those other dogs live. You know, those dogs I smell on my uncle all the time. Maybe I will get to go tomorrow. My mommy said that is where I can run free. I hope I act right when I go. I don't want to get lost. I can't live off the land. I am a house dog. I wear a pink sweater with a sequin angel on the back. I wear a faux shearling coat. I am a city dog. I am a weenie dog. I am a lap dog.

A Heidi Christmas

Heidi wanted to show what she got for Christmas

A DOGGONE CHRISTMAS

I am so tired. My mommy took me to my grandma's house for Christmas. There are more dogs in that neighborhood, so I had to bark a lot. There were children next door, so I had to go and get petted. Then a helicoptor flew overhead and I thought it was a giant dragonfly making too much noise.
Then, the bad part came. My uncle took all the meat off the turkey and took the scraps to his coon hounds. The nerve, there I was right in front of him. I had been on his lap, jumped up on his legs, and everything else I could think of and did he think of me? NO! No! No!
Here are pictures of his dogs. I guess they are pretty, but not as pretty as me.

THE DEER HUNTER

There has been some crazy stuff going on around here the last few days. My mommy went and got her grandson from Houston and now my attention is divided between the two of them. It makes me so tired I nap a lot. Then he went and shot a deer for no good reason and it makes me a little nervous. In fact, he posted a picture of his kill to friends and relatives, and what showed up but a picture of me looking like a trophy. Scarey!!!!!!!!!

I will try to put his real picture here. Wish me luck. After all I'm only a little "weiner-ette".

Heidi Anxiety

Several times a day, I walk in front of my mommy. I want to be in front, but at the same time, I don't know where she is going. Sometimes I have to walk in circles trying to anticipate if she is going to the bedroom, the computer room, the kitchen, garage, or to her recliner. It is driving me crazy. What should I do??????

LOCKED OUT

I'm not kidding! My mommy shut the door in my face. She shut me in the hallway. Then she couldn't get the door back open. I was very brave. I didn't bark or anything until I heard my uncle was there to rescue me. Then I barked my head off. When he started working to unlock the door, I very prudently, curled up in the corner furtherest from the door he was taking apart. When my ordeal was over, I waited until he invited me to leave my prison, then I shot out of there.

TEXAS CHAINSAW INCIDENT

The yard man had finished doing the yard and it was safe for me to come out from behind Mommy's recliner. I like the yard man and when Mommy pays him, I run out to be petted. Well, who knew this time would be different? I certainly didn't. Mommy was talking to him and he sent one of his men to the truck to bring back something that looked dangerous. Ha! I just thought that looked dangerous. He sent him back once again and this time he brought something else that was long and menacing looking.
My mommy put me in my little pen in the hall entrance. She should have put me in my safe place. But no, she let me be traumatized.
The yard man did something to start this horrenduous noise and started attacking a little bush on the walkway. It began to cut that little bush into a round shape.
I thought I would die. What could this thing do to me?
I tried to jump over the pen, then tried to get out under the pen. I tried everything. Finally Mommy lifted the pen up and I ran behind the recliner. I thought I would have a heart attack. They should have warned me or something. I will never trust either of them again. At least not today.