Winter itch = Comatose Dugan......

I am emabarrassed to admit that I have spent the majority of the winter suffering from some sort of annoying itch condition. I scratch at my neck, bite at my legs and feet and try to lick away the annoyance at all the space in between. Mom took me to see my Dr. Jeff because it got so bad at one point, I had something called "hot spots". They didn't feel hot, but they sure did itch. Dr. Jeff gave me some prescription medicine and told my Mom to give me Benedyrl when they were gone if the itch continued. Oh, and he told her to put "Senseless Fatty Acid" supplement on my food. Wait.......what Mom?!?......OK.....how do you spell that?....E S S E N T I A L. So, apparently it is called Essential Fatty Acids, not "Senseless".....who knew?!? The acid stuff is actually quite tasty and sort of smells like fish and I love fish so it's all good. The Benedryl is the problem. That stuff is dangerous. I think the only reason it stops a guy from itching is that it makes you comatose................ see for yourself.

Good thing sleep is one of my favorite things to do.

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

Am I weird??

Greetings friends. Confidentially, can I ask you.... am I weird?!? My humans think I am bonkers because I like to wash my face after I eat. A little personal hygiene is good for a guy I think. And besides, who of us males are going to attract a good looking female Golden with dog food all over our face...I ask you....how can it be weird to wash your face. I must admit that the cold white stuff on the ground is a big help in this practice, but in the summer, I just simply use the grass. However, I do draw the line at mud. No self-respecting guy would ever wash their face in mud....now THAT would be weird. My mom tried to capture my face washing procedure last night after my dinner. You will note that Mom, although she tries, needs serious photography lessons from Farley's humans. Sadly, Mom is somewhat less than pathetic........

Now mind you, I would never show any disrespect to my humans, but when it comes to my hygiene, if someone wants to complain, they can just, "talk to the paw"..........

The day after the Super Bowl.....

So, here it is the day after the "Super Bowl".... I don't understand it.... how do they get all those rather large football men to be able to play their game in a "bowl". I am just one big dog and I can't fit into even the largest of bowls that my Mom has. What kind of an incredibly huge bowl is this??? No matter.... my team won the game and I was so exhausted from cheering them on that I had to rest before I even saw the last commercial.....

I am still resting today ..... it's what I do best. I find my Dad's foot to be an especially comfy place to lay my head.

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.......

Greetings fellow bloggers and my apologies for my lengthy disappearance. It seems that my Mom has turned into a total slacker. I was dangerously close to resorting to my buddy Farley's plan of going to the puppy archives when Mom slacks. But since I am new at this, I decided to hold out and only use that as an absolute last resort.

So, I hope everyone is having a good new year so far. I for one, wish there was more of the cold white stuff on the ground. I love playing in it an we haven't had nearly enough this winter. My humans beg to differ with me...... some crazy thing about having to drive in it. I can't drive so what do I care -- I just want to play in it.

OK, enough talk. Here's just a little bit of what I have been up to since you last heard from me.......

I took up smoking .......HA! Just kidding. That's a rawhide, not a cigar.........you knew that didn't you?!?

We have a ritual at my house. My Dad gives me what we affectionately call "Lip Rubs". My Dad is the best in the world at it and I beg for one every day. Dad puts his hands out like little wings and has his thumbs (those weird appendages that dogs don't have) extended. He says to me, "Dugan, lip rub?!?" But of course Dad, I'm no fool. And then the bliss..... he messages my lips, gums and cheeks and it is pure heaven. See what I mean...

I guess my life has just been pretty normal despite my Mom's lack of reports lately. Oh and there's always the best thing we dogs do.....RESTING.........you know the drill.....put your head down on a favorite toy and rest until sleep comes. There's nothing better than that.

I will try not to take so long for my next report. Hope you are all well. Oh, and a special note to Augie.... HOORAY! I am sooooooooooo glad you are doing so well.