It was amazingly beautiful and we arrived just in time before the first storms would be hitting closing that road to get there.
I'll bet a lot of you Rhu fans thought we'd forgotten about you and our picture posts but noooo way. It's just that darn video footage goes on & on and some of the tech stuff in the whole process well it's not always a big paws up experience! Dad's our tech guy and if you can believe this, he's had to work a lot of extra hours, like, earn a living 'n stuff - What? Money really doesn't grow on trees? My therapy isn't all free? Can you believe that? Please be patient, the videos will make it I promise. Best Friends took some footage too so they may beat us.
We have been busy trying out some new therapies too and it seems like there is some greater flexibility taking place in my front left paw that wasn't there previously. I am going in to see if I need some adjustments on my cart too next week 'cause with all this therapy, my butt may have gotten too big!! OMG! My rear view has gone from milk cow Minnie to beefcake Barry. OOh the chicks are really gonna be after me now. Look at me I'm just laughing at the Grand Canyon - I can take it on, man!
Oh! I taught mom a new trick! Yes, I did say I taught her and it's so subtle but, she caught on pretty quick for a human. Here goes, I just put my head down flat on the floor and look up! Yep, that's it. BUT the key is when & how I do it. It all started when mom would ask me if I "wanted to go outside to go potty" and I was just trying not to act tooooo excited. So, I would be cool, lay my head down flat, but shortly whip it up & she started realizing this was my way of saying yes! So she started asking me if I wanted other things like a treat or toy and I started doing that move with real & deliberate purpose... very soon, it was locked in & now, I'm solid - so is she AND she doesn't let me get by with only doing a partial - like, head almost down but not quite all the way or, whipping my head up too soon.
See, I don't do those obvious tricks like "sit-up" because, DUH, you gotta be able to sit first before you can sit up so how dumb would that be! I can't shake hands for the same reason so, I make up my own tricks and you combine those with how cute I am??? Why it's a no-brainer!
Do you know that when I go walkin' in my cart now, I never go without a squeaky tennis ball in my mouth? Ska-weeeek all the way down the road. Don't laugh! It came in really handy when I was headin' down the trail the other day and all of a sudden one of my boots came off. Mom had to leave me to go pick it up and just so she didn't forget about me, I squeaked the ball once and then looked to see she was watching, then two times in a row... short paws... then right on to rapid fire mode!!! She was not going to loose site of me now! Okay, she was only about 30 feet away, but you can never be too safe! She laughed so hard and kept talking to me saying she'd be right there. You boy scouts could take a clue from this. Walk away from camp & squeak your ball...or... maybe just a dog toy...or well you get the gist, ain't NOBODY going to lose you now! Rhu-hoo! I am so freaking awesome! No wonder why my mom & dad love me so much.
I'll be reporting later to let you know how if it's my butt that's too big for my cart or just my ego! Keep on waggin' and laughin' at life you'll be much more like a dog.