Saturday, February 27, 2010

Wind gust = freak out

Riggs likes the wind up to a certain point and then he freaks out like the world is coming to an end.  As soon as the wind hits a certain speed he is not sure what to do and starts running around in circles and hopping forward and backward.  Any time he needs to go out to go to the bathroom, I pray it is not windy out or at least that he finds his spot and does his business before a wind gust comes around otherwise we will be out there for a very long time.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

How many times do I need to tell you

Dear Mama & Dada,

How many times do I have to make this pathetic face every time you give me a bath before you get a clue and figure out that baths suck and I don't like them.

Yours truly,


Thursday, February 18, 2010

Open up and say aaahh

Now that Riggs is on a non protein based diet we can no longer wrap his pills in liverwurst.  Anyone that owns a pet can relate on how big a challenge it is to pry a dog's mouth open and shove a pill way back in his throat and get him to swallow it.  Some days are easier than others.  Of course the pill does not taste good so Riggs starts shaking his head and drooling at the mouth trying to get the gross taste out of his mouth.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

What did you do!?!?

I guess it is my fault for leaving him unattended for too long.  I should have known something was up when it was too quiet.  I was upstairs messing around on the computer and Riggs was downstairs.  Like I had mentioned, I am convinced Riggs has OCD.  It felt way too quiet downstairs so I went to check on him and what did I find you ask?  It looked like a big ball of yarn right on the edge where the tile meets the carpet.  But oooh no that was not yawn, that was the actual carpet that Riggs has successfully pulled up and shredded.  So any visitors that enter our home will immediately get to see the lovely blemish he has left behind now.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Play with the other dogs, not the humans

We attempt to take Riggs to the park every weekend that we can.  Here he can roam around and play with all the other dogs but does he?  Not really.  He spends his time sniffing every tree and fence post to inhale the lovely smell of pee.  He roams around the grass looking for any pile of poo that might have been missed.  If a person sits down on any of the numerous park benches in the park I hope you don’t mind a dog hopping into your lap because it is only a matter of time before Riggs works his way over to you and jumps up into your lap.  Riggs is more interested in the people and pee & poo smells then the dogs.  Go figure.