What's a Gambit?

You all know I love little dogs.  (That's why I got voted off the dog park two weeks ago.  Remember?)  Well today I met the neatest little dog.  His name is Gambit.  Like a swear word with a G.  (His dad said that, I didn't say it.  I just retweeted it! I know I'm not supposed to use swear words. 

I didn't know what a Gambit is, so I looked it up.  His dad said Gambit was a cartoon character, and this is what I found in Wikipedia.

Gambit is a fictional superhero appearing in American comic books published by Marvel Comics, commonly in association with the X-Men. Gambit belongs to a subspecies of humans called mutants, who are born with superhuman abilities. Gambit has the ability to mentally create, control, and manipulate pure kinetic energy to his desire. He is also incredibly knowledgeable and skilled in hand-to-hand combat. 

Well, if that didn't describe this little tough guy, I don't know what else could.  He came right up to me and started wrestling just the way I like to.  We ran and dodged and dodged and ran and ducked and jumped and twisted and ran some more.

Then he did that thing that Mom tells me not to do with some dogs 'cuz they don't like it.

But, since he was doing it to me, I figured I could do it back, and mom wouldn't care. 

 

Then we really started dancing:

He didn't even want to stop to let me have a drink.  He had soooo much energy.  Like the Wikipedia thing said.

Gambit and me had a really really really fun time.  I hope I see him again. 

This week is Thanksgiving and I'm going to Mrs. J's to stay for a few days while Mom and Dad go to some place called Las Vegas where they play lots of basketball.  Mom and Dad like to watch basketball.  I'd rather go to Mrs. J's and play with TomCat and sometimes there are other dogs there too.  I wonder if Gambit will be there.  That would be just great.  I would like to play with Gambit at Mrs. J's.  But we would probably break things if we played in the house.  Maybe I'll wait and see Gambit at the Dog Park again.  I hope so.

Happy Thanksgiving everybody.  I'm thankful for all my animal friends and my human friends.  And my Aunties and my Day Care ladies and guys and my little humans at the school.  I hope you have lots to be thankful for too.

Love,  G

First Day of School

Finally.  I had my first day on the job at the Elementary School in Phoenix.  It's been how long coming?  Let's see, Mom had the idea when that Brad Jaffe came over to help me not bark every time the phone rang.  That was, let me check my calendar, yes, that was December 17, 2014.  (By the way, that's my Uncle Billy's birthday.  He lives in Washington State with my Aunt Jill and two cousins, Kyle and Kate.  Uh, oh, I'm doing that digressing thing again.)

Where was I, December 17, 2014 and now it's November 15, 2016.  So that's 365 days from December 17 until December 17 of 2015.  And 30 days has September, April, June and November, when short February's done (except we need to count an extra day for leap year) all the rest have 31.  So that's a total of 670 days from start to start.  Way to go Mom!  Good thing you're retired or we would never have made it. 

We should have made it a week sooner.  I was scheduled to go last Tuesday.  But the night before my foot hurt.  I went into the living room with my left paw in the air.  Mom checked me out and put me to bed, but in the morning I was still limping so she called in to tell the School that she could still come but I couldn't.  They told her to stay home.  They didn't want her to come without me.  I'm the important one.

But we finally made it this week.  And it was fun.  First Mom took me outside to take a picture with my vest.  She says her Mom used to do that every time the kids had a first day of school.  How can there be more than one first day of school?  So here I am.  In all my glory.  Mom liked these two shots 'cuz they show off my pretty face. (Hmmmmm)

 Then we drove to the school.  There were 7 little tigers in my class.  3rd, 4th and 5th graders.  They were so cute.  They introduced themselves.  One little girl, Anna, was really really quiet.  And her friend Toby said, "She's shy.  Anna are you scared?"  But she gave us her name and told us her dog just had 8 puppies.  I was thinking that Toby was being really nice to her.  He seemed to really care about Anna.  I liked that.  Later on, I went over and gave Toby a big kiss on the nose.

One boy, Juan, said he was really afraid of dogs.  So Mom and me stayed a little away from him.  But I could see him watching me all the time and thinking maybe he could like me.  I could tell what he was thinking.

Mom shared some of my pictures with the kids and told them all about how I was adopted and they asked a lot of questions.  She told them I was from St. Louis, Missouri and asked if anyone knew where Missouri was.  Toby said yes, but when Mom asked him to tell the rest of the class, he said he forgot.  So she told them it was a two day drive to the east.  She showed them the picture when I was driving out for the first time and I stuck my tongue out at her from the back seat of the car.  That wasn't very flattering.  But then, she didn't ask my opinion of the pictures she chose.

Then they practiced how to greet a dog for the first time.  That's so if they were to ever go up to a dog who is not as nice as me, they wouldn't get bit.  I kinda liked it, 'cuz they all gave me pets.

When we left, Juan came up to me and scratched me under the chin like he was supposed to and then patted my side.  I told you he was thinking he could like me.

I was glad to get back to the car later.  I was thirsty and tired.  But I'll remember my first day of school.  And I'm going to share with you the pose I liked better than the ones Mom picked for my FDOS.  This one has my red Therapy heart showing quite nicely, and I think I struck a stately pose.

Can't wait to go back in two weeks.  I'll tell you all about it!

Love, G

I got voted off the dog park!

We went to the dog park in Horizon Park again.  There were a lot of fun dogs there.  I played with lots of dogs my own size and we had fun.  This was Astor.  He's a really really big huskie german shepherd mix.  He was really pretty.

Then there were dogs more like me and we all romped and ran.

After awhile some really tiny dogs came in.  Of course I went to greet them.  I'm the Official Greeter of the Park as you know.  There was one that was sooo small.  She could fit right between my paws.  So I kept trying to capture her right between my paws.  I chased after her and captured her and chased after her again.  She was soooo much fun.  Her name was Lou.

But her mom didn't like it much.  I don't know why.  She kept telling me to go away.  Even my mom kept trying to pull me away.  I wasn't hurting Lou.  I just really really liked her.

After awhile, Mom said, OK, enough, we're going home.  She apologized to Lou's mom and we left the park.  It was OK, 'cuz by then I was tired.  But I hope I see Lou again soon. 

Love, G

PS.  Do you think Mom should have taken me out of the Dog Park, just 'cuz I liked Little Lou?