Happy Birthday to me, Cato! Today I turn 9 years old and I am feeling grateful for all the love and cuddles I’ve received over the years.
But this year is different, as it’s the first time I’m celebrating my birthday without my beloved sister, Lucky. Even though she’s no longer with us physically, she will always be in our hearts and memories.
Thank you to all my furry friends and humans for making my day special. And Lucky, wherever you are over the rainbow bridge, I hope you are celebrating with us too.
One of my dads is away for a few days at a conference and it’s just me and my other dad at home. My dad, Kevin, who is away, always goes to bed earlier than my dad Steve, so I am not used to staying up so late. Today I went for a walk, had many treats, and spent time in the backyard, barking at anything and everything.
I had my dinner, brushed my teeth, been out to pee several times, and begged for treats, but not always successful. So now I am ready for bed. But my dad says. “it’s only 8 0’clock!” Isn’t it terrible that he’s making me stay up so late?
One of my dads has gone away to a conference and I’m not getting as much attention as I usually do. My dad will be gone for four days and I’m afraid my other dad will leave me alone. So I follow him wherever he goes. When he sits down I have to be right next to him to ensure I get a lot of attention. Last night he stayed up late watching television. It was way past my bedtime so I sat in front of him and stared, whining, until he went with me upstairs to go to bed.
I’m so used to having both of my dads at home with me that I get anxious when one of them leaves, even for a short time. I don’t completely relax until everyone is home together. A few months ago both of my dads went on vacation for a whole week and they left me with a friend of theirs. He was very nice, but I was extremely upset. I wouldn’t even eat, except for a few snacks.
I still remember my dads leaving me and I’m afraid they’ll do it again. I guess you humans call that separation anxiety. It’s not fun for us dogs. I know my dads worry about me when they go away, but I really miss them when they are gone, even for a few minutes.
Since my dad, Kevin, is Malaysian Chinese we all celebrate the Chinese New Year in our house. My dad prepares the traditional Hotpot meal which consists of a lot of different kinds of food, including meat and fish balls, mushrooms, cod, sliced beef, tofu, and all kinds of vegetables. Each person at the table chooses from all the ingredients and cooks his own, in the big pot which contains the broth. Unfortunately, I wasn’t allowed to do that. But I did help in preparing the meal. My job was to make sure none of the food fell to the floor!
Here is a picture of the table at our celebration. I know you can’t see me, but I’m there. I’m under the table, in case something falls off the table. Don’t worry though. I enjoyed my own dog friendly meal after the hotpot.
Chinese New Year Hotpot
I’m sorry for being a little late posting these pictures, but the Chinese New Year celebration lasts for 2 weeks and we are still celebrating. So Happy Chinese New Year of the Rabbit to all of my friends!
This was my first Christmas celebration without my sister, Lucky. Even though she wasn’t physically with us, we could feel her presence. Her stocking was hung on the mantle, along with mine and my dads’.
I got all kinds of presents, including a down jacket and winter shoes for those cold winter walks. I had so much fun opening my gifts after my dads opened theirs. I’ve already sampled my treats and chewed on my squeaky toys. My dad, Kevin, even took me for a walk in the after-blizzard freezing temperatures.
I’m so happy to have a warm, loving home where I am treated like a king. I only wish all those poor homeless dogs and cats in shelters and living on the streets could have a home like mine.
I want to wish all my animal friends, and humans a warm and Merry Christmas. And a special loving Christmas to my sister, Lucky, up there over the rainbow!
I know everyone communicates with others by a variety of means. Some use spoken language and some use sign language. I use my own personal look for whatever I want or need. This is my “I gotta pee” look. If my dad doesn’t get up and let me out, which is rarely, I then start to whine and then bark. But this look almost always works immediately.
It’s been another long day and it’s raining and boy am I tired! My dad took me for a walk, I begged for treats, had my dinner, and brushed my teeth. Now I have to take a nap before I go to bed. I have to go to bed every night at 9:30 or I get whiney and pushy. It’s tough being a dog, especially a spoiled dog!
Sometimes, when I want a treat, which is most of the time, I just stare at my dad, until he gives me one. I usually don’t bark if I want something I just stare. My dad has to ask me what I want. When he says. “do you want to pee?” I bark and he lets me out to pee. If he says, “do you want a treat?” I go over to where my treats are kept. If he says, “do you want to go to bed?” I run upstairs and hop on the bed. I have my dads vey well trained.
My humans and I would like to wish all of our dog friends a very Happy National Dog Day. And I offer a very special wish to my little sister, Lucky, who I’m sure is celebrating on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. I miss you, Lucky.
As we are all celebrating National Dog Day, I can’t help but think of all the dogs living in shelters or on the streets who have no families and nothing to celebrate. I’m sure there are families out there who don’t have a fur baby to celebrate with and share their love with. If you want a faithful companion who will love you unconditionally please think of expanding your family and adopting a shelter dog. You will be repaid with years of happiness and love.
At times I really miss my little sister, Lucky, but now I’m the top dog around our house. I must admit that Lucky was quite bossy and got on my nerves a lot. She hoarded all of our toys and tried to steal my snacks and she also wanted too much attention. Our dads couldn’t take us for a walk many times because Lucky barked at everyone and everything and was not at all behaved.
Now things are different. I’m much more relaxed. I can have all the toys to myself, but I don’t touch Lucky’s favorite toy, out of respect for her. I can eat my meals in peace and I don’t have any competition for snacks. I also don’t have any competition for attention. I get it all!
I also go for a walk every day, which I love so much that I want to go several times during the day. I go right to my leash and harness whenever I want to go for a walk. When I am walking with my dad I mind my own business and don’t bark at all. Whenever I meet another dog I don’t growl or bark, but simply do my sniffing to get to know them. I even wait until I get home to pee!
I get to visit the neighbors (for even more attention) with my dads and simply lay at their feet until they are ready to go home. However, when it gets near my bedtime, 9:30, I start getting antsy and want to go home.
Life is different and life is good. I’ll keep you all up to date on how I’m doing. Keep reading my blog, please.