How did a hurt toe get to this?

 So I hurt my toe some how.  And I tried to fix it by licking it.  It did feel better when I did.  Mom told me to stop licking my paw, so I went in the other room to do it.  (Mom was born yesterday!!!   HeeHee!!)

Well, maybe not.  'Cuz pretty soon she was giving me one of those looks. (You know the one.  You've all had Moms!)   Then she made me get on the bed.  She does that when she wants to check my paws.  Then she pulls out that stupid iphone and turns on the flashlight so she can see all the nasty stuff I've been doing to my paw.  I knew I was in for it then.  I just didn't know how badly.

"Maybe, I should call the Vet," she said to Dad.  It's all red down there.  Uh, oh.  Not the Vet.  Please not that.  "It's Sunday," Dad said.  Oh goody, we're not going to the Vet if it's Sunday.  I'm good.  At least for today.

The next morning, however, I couldn't even walk on my paw.  (I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I was licking on it all night long.  That probably wasn't helping it much.  But it sure felt good while I was doing it.)

So Mom called the Vet.  Now I don't really mind the Vet.  I get lots of treats when I'm there.  The girls all love me and they coo at me and pet me and tell me how handsome I am.  So, OK.  We went to the Vet.

As usual they fawned over me and the doctor took a look at my paw.  She gave Mom a bunch of pills for me.  (I'm OK with pills.  They don't taste quite as good as treats, but they're OK.)  But then they gave her a big blue thing.  And it wasn't until we got home, that I learned what the big blue thing was.

She put it on my head so I couldn't reach my paw!  This has to be illegal!  This is puppy abuse!!  

I was embarrassed and I tried to hide:

Then I couldn't even get to my spot on the sofa!

Mom finally helped me up and she couldn't stop taking dumb pictures.  So I finally went with it and gave her my best Royalty Pose.

It's called an E-Collar for Queen Elizabeth.  But I'm going with King Edward.  I do look a bit like him here, don't I?

Hope you never had to wear an E-Collar!

Love, G

The Bestest Dog Park in Arizona!

After Mom decided I wasn't going in her stupid bathtub disguised as a swimming pool, she decided to try something else.  You see, it's really really hot here and it's hard for me to get my exercise so I can stay trim and strong.  So we went to this great dog park.

It's called Cosmo Park and it's a long way off.  We had to drive 45 minutes to get there.  It's named after the first police dog for the town of Gilbert.  Gilbert is where the park is, so that's why they used Cosmo for it's name.  It was named one of the 5 top dog parks in the country by "Dog Fancy".  That's a magazine for dogs.  I read it sometimes.  My brother Hercules had his picture in "Dog Fancy" so I know it must be a really good magazine.

Anyway, we went there because it has a lake.  A lake that's big enough you could never mistake it for a bathtub.  It was wonderful.

I met some fun puppies.  And also some obnoxious ones.  There was one little guy who was super agressive.  His owner said he was just a puppy and that was why.  But I decided to keep him in line because he was being mean to my friend, Josh.  Josh is the white dog I was playing with here.  Jake, is the one on the leash.  Mom wasn't happy with Jake's antics and so his owner put him on a leash for awhile.  Then Mom felt bad because the owner was really doing what was right and she wanted to give Jake a chance.  So Jake got off the leash.

Then Jake took off after Josh.  So I followed real close behind.  Just to make sure Josh was OK.

But they were fine together.  And pretty soon, Josh left.  So I went and met another dog named Sylvester.  He belonged to a little boy named Sam.  Sylvester & Sam.  I always like a nice alliteration, don't you?

But Sylvester was soon accosted by old Jake.  Actually, he's YOUNG Jake, since he's a puppy.  And I had to get into the water to save the day.

Luckily, they didn't go out too far.  I don't really know how to swim.  My favorite pastime in the water is to plop in 8" water and just veg.  But I did have to make sure poor Sylvester was safe from that nut case, Jake.  But I herded everybody back to shore.  I AM part Border Collie, you know.  I herd.  That's my specialty.  Or at least one of them.

After that, I was able to just veg in the water, like a really love to do.

What a GREAT dog park.  You should go there sometime.  I think you'd love it too!

Hope you have a wonderful dog park with a lake to get cool in.

Love,  G/