Alright,
It's 3PM and you caught me (Rocky the famous Angel Therapy Dog snoozing again!) But, good news! We have a definite appointment at the Ronald Mac Donald Home on Lyman Down town LA next Tuesday night to see the children and families of cancer patients. We are excited about this opportunity and as a special angel with an important mission from God I"m going to hand hold mommy and show her how to be kind and gracious to younger children with cancer. Actually, they allow kids up to 20 years old so this will be my first visit there! My mommy had a minor stage almost less than stage one breast cancer in her left breast which is still 98% in tact, so she knows all about radiation, etc and we are bracing ourselves to be compassionate, empathetic and kind to these new children that need positive encouragement.
The Children at the Boys and Girls Club we owe a visit, however I have to see if my baby buggy (its the one that is old fashioned and probably 40 years old is in tact) as a wheel fell off it and mommy likes it when I'm in it as it's easier to roll me around and show me to all the children. Also, did you notice I'm a bit of a lazy, spoiled boy that although I love to give, I love this job because so many people love me and pet me all the time. This is a "no brainer" where I come from....get rolled around, endure the silly costumes she puts me into, put on big smiles, get treats for doing cute tricks and get all the kisses, pets, hugs, etc from all these people. I love it!!! So you owners on the sidelines and you dogs: go get your canine good citizenship awards and training to work in hospitals. There are two major organizations that do this: 1. Therapy Dog International (which is the one i'm using now) 2. Delta Society which caters to more of the huge hospitals. I would have done both, but for insurance purposes as I'm fully insured Therapy Dog International doesn't want you to volunteer for both organizations as a conflict of interest with insurance ensues!
Anyways, mommy had a friend of hers come over today for 15 minutes specifically to hold me down so she could give me my ear drops without me being difficult about it. They had a brilliant idea: show me treats on my nose and distract me so much grabbing the treats, that voila!! The liquid medicine went into both ears in a matter of moments!! Glad she has nice friends. I may go see one of my girlfriends today...that's a whole other story.... don't you dare tell anyone: I'm also called "Baby Cassanova"!!! I have learned from the best of them out there and see that having at least 3-4 gal pals at any one time is the best ever. Keeps me from getting too in love with any of them.
One of them is fading out. She is 80 pounds and I have to admit being 22 pounds I have "too much cluck for the buck'..with that one....see her and I on U-Tube: Rocky loves Big Beautiful Bitches.
I'm focusing more on Maria who is a Koren black dog, very active but 45 pounds and loves to push me around by my halter and flip me over like a pancake where I squeal on my back and kick up my legs like Snoppy ...but I "protest too much"! Then, the more logical choice is another Frenchie gal named Rosie: she is my color, longer than me, one year younger and loves me to death! I actually mean this almost seriously....
She loves me so much that before I come through the gate she is yelling and crying in exctiement, shaking her entire body like a generator motor and vibrating and racing with me and galloping in synch side by side in her owner's backyard. We look like two ponies with Jockey's on our backs racing side by side and almost connected at the hip! It is hysterical and mommy and her gal friend laugh hysterically.
I must watch out though as we have huge jowls and Rosie pulls at my face all the time with her teeth and gives me marks almost like the love bites mommy gets sometimes from agressive men!! ( I mean really....I watch everything in my home for God's sakes). One man said to mommy: It's the dog or me?!!! She said: hmmmmmmmmm......and smiled and compromised and said let's put Rocky on the floor and we'll sit on the bed so you won't be staring at a funny angel Rocky while trying to be romantic. I think most men are threatened just by performance anxiety and having a cute pig/dog stare at them is a bit disconcerting...so mommy hides me at night on her side of the bed.
I'll let you know if we get to play with Rosie today. She's a bit too jealous of me. I could never tell her I play with at least 2 other girl dogs. First of all, they have a 4 month old siamese type kitty which I stand on two legs and look at her through the french glass doors. Rosie is so jealous, she grabbed onto my foot once and tried to bite it!! I snarled at her and gave her a dirty look! She felt put in her place and continued to pout until my owner told me to stop with the kitty and play with the French Bull Dog......
So, we galloped along, she grabs me by my collar and throws me around and around in a circle on the pavement....so you can see, she is pretty obsessed with me. Then, even when we sit down after kissing, humping, jumping, running, barking and playing, she insists on putting her front paw over my paws (the boy is mine!!) so to speak she is saying.
We'll see.....what a life being so sought after!! But, the angel therapy dog can handle this and more...
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