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Prince Frederick Meet and Greet!

We went to another Prince Frederick meet and greet this weekend.

I got to see my friends Lola, Ripley, Tempy, Booth, Ely, and Scarlet!  I also was a treat piggy and tried to eat all the treats that were being offered to any dog other than myself.

It was much funs!
Warning: there's lots of fawn doggies in these pics that Mom took!

Me, Booth (in the blue), and Scarlett..
Miz Tommie was being mean by squeakin' a squeaky toy we couldn't habs.

Ely modeling a potential accessory.

Ely, me, and Booth

Me, Ely, and Booth..  Tempy was laying at our feet and Lola and Ripley are behind us.
Also, you have Miz Amber and Miz Tommie!

Ely kept flirting with me...

Mom says Booth has cute earsies!

See?

"The Princess"... I mean.. Scarlett.

We just love treats!
Ely, Booth, me, Scarlett, Ripley

We can haz more?
Ely, Booth, me, Scarlett

Then, Mom took me to a new vet...  I wasn't sure about this place since they had a slippery floor, but I enjoyed meeting all the new people and Mom enjoyed my bill not being over $100 for the first vet visit ever since we've been together.  The vet lady that saw me said that she even has Greyhounds from GEGR, so she has a cousin!

The vet lady watched me walk with my limp and checked my foot and then checked my range of motion at my wrist and my elbow and my shoulder.  She said that I'd probably hurt my shoulder at some point so I wasn't allowed to do any crazy running or even any extensive walking for TWO WEEKS.  She was almost not sure that going into the woods for business was ok because it's about 1/4 of a mile there and back.

On the way to the vets.
I was pretty tired.

"Mom, please let me outs so I can go sniffin'."

Mom givin me kisses.  I showed her who's boss when I gave the vet lady kisses....
Mom was extremely jealous.

  PS.  I got to hang out with my other cousins, Noodles and Judge over Christmas.  Mom got a bad idea from Aunt Courkie to buy reindeer antlers for me....

This is what shame looks like:

Don't let your humans subject you to this kind of torture.  Ensure that everyone sees your tortured, refusing eye contact face.  They will not only give you extra treats, but tell your humans that they are mean.

Chaos in the night!

So, Phil's Mom here.  Phil is napping.  Miley is napping.  But I had to share a story from last night.

You see, we went to bed pretty early.  By 10pm.  It was nice to be in bed that early.  I mean, for the pups, it's just a location change for the thing they do all the time, but I was glad.  It didn't take long for me to fall asleep and I was sleeping good.  And then.. COMMOTION IN THE NIGHT!!!

There was a growl, a bark, more growls and barks, the sound of something hitting the wall.

I was very afraid.  What took place in those 2-3 seconds of madness felt like a full 5 minutes.  My heart was pounding.  The first growl woke me up and I used my VOG (voice of God, for my non-dog-term-peoples) to yell, "HEY!"  This usually works at getting dogs to stop what they are doing and focus on me and what I'm telling them.  My VOG of didn't work and there was more growls and barks, there was more VOG.  In my slumbering stupor, I was struggling to process what was happening, especially since my VOG wasn't working.  2 minutes seconds later, I finally came to and realized I needed to turn on the light.

Turning on the light revealed 2 very confused, unhurt dogs, 1 misplaced blanket... and a lamp on its side.

You see, my apartment isn't large.  It's actually quite confined for an 80 pound Phil-boy.  He has mastered backing-up to places he wants to go.  Sometimes necessary, sometimes not.  I find it amusing, so I just giggle and go on about my day.  In the bedroom, there is a lamp that isn't really in a good place, but it's at the electric socket that is connected to the light switch so it has to be where it is.  This lamp has to be passed to get to Phil's bed in the bedroom.  He has whipped it with his tail so hard before that its swayed like it was going to fall before, so the lamp being knocked over wasn't really a surprise.

I'm still not actually sure what happened.  It was midnight:45 when I turned on the light.  After picking up the lamp, while consoling both dogs and reassuring them that everything was ok (to include having to get treats out for Phil (the most food motivated dog on the planet) since he was pretty much shell-shocked and wouldn't come to me or do anything but lay beside the my bed staring at the wall.  Miley really liked this surprise treat time at 1am) I finally jumped (literally) back into bed.

After the heart attack that is thinking that your dogs are sleep attacking each other for no apparent reason, it took me over an hour to get back to sleep.  In that time I started putting together the pieces.

Miley stole Phil's (normal) bed last night.
Phil went to bed in the spare dog bed I pulled into the bedroom for Miley.
I covered Miley with Phil's blanket.
Phil was laying on the spare blanket so he didn't get covered.
I went to bed.  There were no issues with the sleep arrangements.
The aftermath of the chaos revealed Phil's blanket on the wrong side of the bed and an over turned lamp.

My suspicions are that Miley was getting up to reposition and wanted the blanket off of her.  In her attempts, she pulled the lamp over which scared her (she's a spook), she probably freaked out and stepped on Phil who has serious space issues.  Phil probably didn't like being stepped on so he lashed out (cause he's an asshole).  When the lamp fell they both freaked out and all the while I'm yelling "HEY!" over and over at the top of my lungs fearing that when I turn the light on there is going to be blood on at least one dog.

I'm sure my downstairs neighbors enjoyed their 1am wake up as well.  I heard their dog start barking from the Phil and Miley's barks and my yelling.  This is payback for how their dog barks at pretty much anything all day long (although it is getting better).

Thankfully, there was no blood, only 2 dogs with some serious shakes.  I gave them both hugs and Miley settled back down pretty quick.  Phil wasn't having that.  I walked over Phil till his butt was between my legs and leaned down to hug him.  I held him till he stopped shaking.  I was his personal thundercoat.  It only took about 30 seconds for his heart to stop pounding and the shakes to stop.  But he still wouldn't go back to his bed.  I think he was afraid of the lamp, lol.  I got out a treat to break apart to motivate him to come to me and go back to his bed.

Miley realized what was happening first and she got very excited.  Miley can SIT!  It's really cute.  Someone needs to teach Phil to sit.  Once Phil realized that the treats were out, he was more willing to follow commands.

They both passed the lamp a few times, for good measure and then we all went back to bed.

While I appreciated no blood... I did NOT appreciate the interruption in my sleeps.  I think I need to go wake up the pups now!  tehehehehe.  Payback sucks! :D

Miley is a snuggler.  And by snuggler, I really mean body-taker-over-er.

Phil.. is NOT a snuggler.

For Fanksgibing, we had a Kody!

For Fanksgiving, mah friend Kody came to stay wif us since his Mommy was going out of town.  You member Kody from when he came wif his brother, Moe?  Kody stayed with us for a week.  He was pretty good for a puppy head.  He didn't give me any issues, but I fink dat Mom got a little frustrated a few times wifs him.  He always made up for it wif kisses though.  Mom lubs puppy kisses.

Kody and I were waiting in my house for treats!

Kody is "broken" and gets up on the furniture, but Mom doesn't mind.
I think Kody thought the sun was too bright in this picture.

Den, one night, Kody was in bed wif Mom and he put his butt up to her face.
Luckily, he didn't habs no stinky butt leaks dat night.

Me and Kody on our walk.

Kody napping and looking out the window for squirrels.

Mom laid down for a nap one evening and Kody used her butt for a pillow!

Merry Christmas from Kody!!

Kody doesn't usually like peanut butters, but this day, he surprised us all!

Kody usin' Mom's arm as a chin pillow.

Oh, you were sitting here?  Not no mores.  -Kody

Kody gibin Mom lubins.

Kody being a puppy head.

We were really excited about rawhide sticks.  REALLY EXCITED.

I didn't like this.

Let me explain that last picture.  You see, what happened was..  Dad got this "good idea" from Kody being on the furnitures that I wanted to be on the furnitures so while he was on Skype with Mom, he suggested that she put me up on the bed...  and she did it.  Mom had to literally lift me up on the bed and..  I.didn't.like.it.one.bit.ever.  I pretty much just stood on the bed frozen.  Mom had Kody hop up on the bed so she could take this picture.  Then, she left.  SHE LEFT ME ON THE BED GUYS!!  I didn't know how to get down.  Dad was still watching on Skype but Mom went out of the bedroom and so did Kody and I was standing on the bed scared cause I didn't know how to get down!  Mom kept saying jump down, which is also what she says when I get out of the car, but this was NOT the same.  Nope, nope, nope.

Eventually, I laid down again.  Then I stood up again.  Mom was watching all this from the kitchen.  When she opened the door and crinkled the carrots bag, I knew that I had a decision to made.  I didn't like it, but I jumped off the bed and went straight to Mom to get my carrots.  She gave me lots of carrots that day because I had been so patient and good.

The lesson is, don't EVER listen to Dad's "good ideas."  They aren't really good ideas.  He also put me up on the couch when he came back home with us for a few days in November.  I didn't like that either.  I don't like slippery or squishy surfaces where I'm standing/walking.  Serious.  I don't.

Bacation for Phil and Mommy!

On Halloween, Mom and I started a trek to NC.  She said we were going on bacation.  I was staying with Grampy and Grammy though.  

Here we are on our way to NC.  I was watching for cops.

This was the day Mom left me to start her bacation with Dad.  I was upset that she was leaving me.

I refused to look at Mom.

Grampy didn't really take any pictures of me while Mom and Dad were away bacationing in Denver, then Arizona, then the Grand Canyon.. so blame him for no pictures.

I got to do arts and crafts while Mom was away.  Aunt Courkie painted my foot and I got to "sign" a card for Aunt Desaree who is in Army bootcamp.

When Mom and Dad came back, Mom made sure to take some pictures though.  She's really a good Mom even if she leaves me behind.

I was obviously chasing a squirrel in this dream...
Or I found that fuzzy black dog again.

On the way home I had to my sniffs in.

My space was a lot more cramped on the way back to MD since we had Dad with us.

YAY for bacations!

Prince Frederick Petco October Meet and Greet

Back in October (whew that was a long time ago!), Mom took me and Norman to a meet and greet in Prince Frederick.  I love hanging out with Norman.  We are old men together so we really just hang out, we don't really play.

Doesn't Norman have some nice thighs?

Oh, hai, Norman!

Hangin out like old mens.

We both had our own window.  Lubs fresh airs.

Here we have (L to R): Norman, Ripley, Kura, Lola, Saya, and Phil's cheek.

Ripley is guarding his momma while all the other doggies are getting pettins.
Does Ripley look like he's missing something?

On the way home, Mom had to stop and get gas.

Norman is an Alabama fan during football season.  Mom says we cheer for NC State...

Meet and greets with friends are so much fun!!  This meet and greet was very interesting because there was a limited amount of space and three cat adoption groups showed up that day.  We had cats on our left AND right.  Miz Tommy was ready for too much interest with her spray bottle of fire water.

There was a very rude cat lady there and Mom told me that if I peed on one of their blankets I wouldn't get in trouble.  This was probably the first meet and greet that I didn't pee on/in anything.  I'm full of surprises sometimes!  

Also, going on car rides has become my favorite thing.  Mom used to have to coax me and sometimes even lift me into the car, but now I jump right in and wait on Mom to remove my leash.  Then I patiently wait for her to get in and start the car so I can get my window time.

Telling the truth.

Hi, my name is Phil, I like to falsely lull my Mommy into believing that I am a good dog.

Mom is making me write this so I learn to tell the truth all the time.

This morning at 0630 on the only day this week that Mom hasn't actually had to get up early, I started whining, usually we sleep in till at least 0730-08.  I couldn't help it, I had to go out.  I don't usually tell Mom unless I have to go, so Mom understood and we got dressed in our coats and went outside in the 32°F so I could go business.

Mom was surprised at my urgency, but I drank a lot of water yesterday after our 2 mile jog, so she thought that maybe my last out for business last night wasn't enough.  Then, we went on to the woods (where I go #2) and instead of her having to talk me into going poopies, I made her jog to the place I'd been saving.  I was serious business, you guys.  Mom noticed that my poo was a little wonky, but sometimes that happens (like when I get in the garbage and eat butternut and acorn squash rinds... also yesterday, but in the morning!).  Mom thought it was just leftover squash poopies, haha.  Then on our way back, I started making that "I'm going to barf" sound and movement.  Mom was, again, concerned.  I lead Mom to the grass and started eating some.  Mom let me pretend to be a cow for about a minute, then she decided she was cold and we came back home.

As is our protocol, when we came in, Mom took off our coats and she sent me to my house.  YAY breakfast time!  I'm really good about going to my house when it's eating time.  I know that if I don't get in Mom's way, she will release me sooner.  Sometimes though, she tests me to see how long I'll last before I try to sneak to my bowl.  I'm not very sneaky though and she always catches me and makes me wait even longer!  Ugh!

Mom finally released me and since she went in the spare bedroom, I did too!  Then she told me that my bowl was in it's normal place.  Mom was confused why I'd go to the spare room first, but she had figured out that I'm being weird this morning, so she shrugged it off.

She had went into the spare room to grab my dog food bag because I was out of food in my food container.

Well, what Mom didn't know was that since she sometimes has trouble opening the bag, I helped her open it yesterday!  Wasn't that awesome of me?  She picked it up and the little hole that I'd made so I could have a snack so she could pour out my food ripped open and food spilled out on the floor.  You're welcome, Mom!

Mom yelled, "PHIL!" and I knew she was proud of me.  She came out to glare at me give me a look of appreciation.  I kept eating my breakfast.  When I tried to go see Mom after I'd finished to tell her thanks for feeding me (usually with a very gentlemanly belch), she wouldn't let me come in the room since there was dog food everywhere that she was trying to clean up.  At that point, I realized she was a wee bit mad at me. When I tried to go in the room she yelled, "OUT!" at me.  I went to my house because I'm safe there from Mad Mommy.

When Mom finally finished cleaning up the mess and refilling my food container, she came out and told me that when I have too much extra snacks, that's what makes my belly hurt and my poopies wonky.  She also understood why I'd ran into the spare room for breakfast instead of to my bowl.

My name is Phil and I lull my Mom into believing that I'm a good dog.

PS.  I know it's been over a month since I've posted, but Mom has been hogging the computer!  I have lots of stuff to tell you about though!  My friend, Kody, came to visit AND Mom and I went on vacation!!!

Weekend Adventures

This weekend wasn't super special but there were lots of fun times to be had!

First off, we went over to Mike and Crystal's for game night on Friday where I got to hang out with April and Gami and all the big humans.

Then, we came home after Mike gave me ice creams, he thinks this makes me love him more than Mom... he could be right.  Mom went to bed late and woke me up a little after 3am!  She's crazy.  Mom got ready for something and took me outside for business and fed me 1/2 my breakfast.  Crazy and weird.  Then Mom left!  She said she was going to pick up new retired greyhounds.  I think there were some kinks in her plans though, cause Hotel de Phil (the back of Mom's car where I ride) smelled more like Mom than strange dogs.  Word on the street was that the doggies were late and Mom had to leave before the doggies arrived.  :(  The doggies still got to come to GHC and try to find their forever families though!

When Mom came home, it was still morning, so she took me out for a short walk and to go business and fed me the other half of my breakfast.  We hung out for a little while and then Mom surprised me with my delicious noms bone...  Then, after I got tired of chewing, I took a nap while Mom talked to Dad and took her nap.  Then, she left again!  This time she was in her work clothes though.  She came home to feed me lunch around normal dinner time and we went to the dog park for business time and I impressed her by fetching a tennis ball three times!  She's easily impressed, what can I say, I trained her well...  Mom went back to work and she got home late.





Then on Sunday morning Mom left in the morning and came back.  We hung out for a little bit and I did more chewing on my delicious bone and then we took naps.  Then we went on a ride (my new favorite thing, btw) with Crystal and Mike and Gami!  We went to St. Mary's River State Park for a hike/walk.  This was where the most interesting part of my weekend took place... and Mom's loudest moment of the weekend.....

We came up a hill and there were 2 women and 1 man with a more small than medium sized furry black dog (FBD).  Gami went up to FBD and they sniffed and Gami started barking at FBD.  FBD growled at Gami then I walked over to FBD and sniffed.  FBD then stood up on its back legs and growled at me.  Before Mom could even try to pull me away, I decided that FBD was going to be a tasty treat.  I grabbed FBD by the neck and wouldn't let go.  Mom is yelling and Gami backed away like she didn't know who I was and the strange man is trying to pry FBD from my mouth while the other 2 women are holding FBD.  While the man is trying to get the FBD from my mouth, Mom smelled something and realized that the FBD pooped, some of which landed on the strange man's foot.  Finally, the strange man got the FBD from my mouth and handed it to one of the women.

While Mom is trying to hold me back, I wiggled lose and out of my collar and went back over to the strangers trying to find the FBD.  The strange man grabbed me and Mom put my collar back on me.  Mom and I backed away and one of the women said, "She blinked finally.  I think she's still in shock."  The other woman had been feeling around the FBD's neck for any punctures/blood but she didn't find any.  The man explained, "This happened before with a lab when she was a puppy."  Mom is continually asking if the FBD is ok while holding my collar and trying to cover my eyes.  Mom gave the people her phone number so they could call if they found any kind of wounds later.

Thundar thighs!!!!!!

Mom pretending to sit on me like I'm her personal bench...

Pictures together!

Dis is fun!

Is dere more tasty fuzzies for me?  I kid, I kid... kinda.

Hai Mom!!!

After the scuffle, we continued on our walk.  I went on like nothing had happened.  Mom and Mike and Crystal kept talking about it for the rest of the walk.  They were all very surprised that I had decided that FBD was for eating.  Dad told Mom, "Next time, you'll remember his muzzle."  Mom told him, "I didn't even think of it because usually he's got no issues.  We've walked by pure Maltese dogs before and he doesn't even care.  We can even walk by squirrels without him turning his head even.  Today was completely out of the blue, but apparently Phil is a huge fan of fuzzies."  Showed you, Mom!

The lady called this evening during dinner and informed Mom that FBD was fine.  She also asked if I was caught up on all my shots and Mom was quickly able to tell her yes.

Mom says that our ride to NC in a week and a half is going to be a little bit cramped for me, but on the way back to MD with Dad in the car, it's going to be even more cramped.  Today in the car, Mom had one of the back seats up for Mike to sit in, which kinda threw me off my game since there was less space for me, but on the way home, when I finally got tired of standing, I laid down in the very back and was fine, which made Mom feel better about crowding Hotel de Phil.

Whew, being retired is hard!