My Big Ball

Hi Everyone,

I haven't been on the bloggy for a while cause I've been soooo busy. Just thought I should check in and update. I didn't get the special shoe so I just hop around very carefully. Some of my blog-friends out there told me about some good sites where mom ordered me some soft shoes that work pretty well. So thank you fans.

Since I came out of my "dark place" I like toys again. Jolly balls are some of my favorites. Its fun to run around and carry this in my mouth and show off (just like my old self).

Sampson, the Malamute is getting older and grouchier.

Roxie, my new friend (white German shepherd) is adapting so well now. She no longer panics and hurts herself. This makes all of us so happy.

And we keep having all these foster dogs moving in and out of our lives.

Cammie - my foster Sister

Oakley - my foster Sister

Get'n Fixed Up

You know I have this injury on my left hind foot. It was hurt in the terrible accident of November 10th. Its healed over but my foot is very sensitive - all that scar tissue stuff. And the new tissue is still fragile and ouchy.

That is why I have to wear the booties. Mom got these booties at the store but whatever kind she gets me just twist and turn, flop off, and worst of all don't help me on slippery surfaces. Its a real dilemma when you are a go-everywhere, do-everything guy like me!

EXCITING NEWS: The Alabama Artificial Limb Company is making a special prosthetic shoe for me. They've never done a dog shoe before so I'm an experiment. And I am sooooo special!

Here are pictures from Friday when they were measuring me. I wasn't sure about all this, but they promise it won't hurt.

Heroic Dog Performs Tracheotomy on Duck - SUCCESS!

Last night I had to help out poor Ducky. He squeeked everytime I bit him. I knew I had to immediately release the demon inside. So I chewed through his yellow neck and found the offensive squeeky. Mom took him away from me before I could finish my work. She always does that.

Checking my P-mail

My Friend Daisy

Sunday I met Daisy. She's alot like me; sweet, smart, adorable, charming, and three-legged. Some of the humans thought I was going to eat her cause I'm so big and she is so small, but no-way. Here we are at Sunday afternoon playday swapping kisses. She had an accident too and had to say goodbye to her right hind-leg.

My Friend Millie

Yes, I'm finally getting my life back together. Here I am with Mom and my friend Millie, the Golden Retriever. Millie is teaching me to calm down. Sometimes I get too excited and hop (and flail) around and bark too much. She says "get over it, everything is good." Millie is a therapy dog for people who need some "dog lov'in" to help them get well. Thats what I want to do too. Maybe I can give some "dog lov'in" to people who have lost a leg.............