Ding Dong! The Stitch is Gone!

...Which old stitch? The wicked stitch. Ding dong, the staples all came out. I can't help but sing. You know me. Always a happy little tune. My tummy is almost all healed. Actually, it looked better a couple of days ago and it's still a little pink and swollen where the staples were, but that'll be gone in no time. So give me a week or so and I'll be flashin' some hot pink tummy around here again.

Speaking of "tummy flashing", oh boy, did I do some flashing today. The most important recipient was Zeus, the weimaraner from next door at work. And you know what? He LIKES me too! Lots. It was all our parents could do to keep us apart. He's pretty big, but I think he appreciates my friendliness. I'd flash some tummy, and he'd push me over with his nose and I'd do a complete roll-over, and flash more tummy, and get another friendly shove with his nose. We were quite a pair, I tell YOU! His HEAD is bigger than I am. :o)

I'll keep you posted on any new developments. Zeus is quite a guy.

Oh....and guess what? I have a shocking pink toothbrush and my very own poultry-flavored toothpaste. And I brushed my teeth, with a little help from Mom, yesterday for the first time. I was seven months old exactly yesterday AND I still weigh exactly 5.4 pounds, so I think I'm pretty much all grown up, don't you??

Love and stuff...

Mary-Margaret O'Brien

Congratulations to MEEEEE!

Mrs. Lillard is another one of my most favorite clients. Every time she comes by our office she pretty much just ignores Mom and plays with me. I do a lot of kissing and cuddling with Mrs. Lillard. She has a really handsome collie dog and grown kids, so she really needs someone like MEEEE to cuddle with. She's everly so nice to me.





Auntie Leslie sent me a congratulations card. Here's me sitting at my computer reading it. http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=DP42662595

Here's the link if you want to go see it yourself. It's absolutely the nicest card I've gotten for getting my DIPLOMA! (ahem?) OK...uh...it's the only card I've gotten, but still.....! I know you'll like it too!

Love, Mary-Margaret O'Brien, PhD*

*Pretty happy Dog!

Woo Hoo! I got my DIPLOMA!!

I am SOOOOOO cool. (la la la) See? I GRADUATED! Wow.....and I (singing)..."I get a di-PLO-mah!" Mom says she's going to frame it and put it up at the office where she has all of her Certificates.

She's VERY VERY oh-so-PROUD of me!! (woo hoo, again!)I wonder if we'll celebrate? Maybe go through McDonald's drive-thru and get me a grilled chicken, hold-the-lettuce-tomato-bun-mayo, sandwich?
I am so ex-CI-ted! .

(I'm feeling very puffed up and patting myself on the back! Can you tell?)

Mary-Margaret "The GRADUATE" O'Brien

PS: Double-click on the picture if you want to read the fine print. Mom wasn't going to mention that, can you believe it? I mean, just because she's listed as my "pack member". I need to remind her that "one must be a good follower in order to be a good leader". I heard that somewhere. :o)

Mom bares her teeth!

Shhh. Don't tell on me, but I'm writing this one myself while Mom's not looking. My mom is losing it, I tell you! LOSING IT. Today, she said "Come, Mary-Margaret", and I didn't feel like it. So I just stayed put. She said it AGAIN, only a little louder. I still didn't move. Then, she did the strangest thing? She stared me down, and lifted the corners of her upper lip and then I heard "grrrrr", ever so softly. I froze and then she said "GRRRRRRRR", and stared even harder. I...uh...gosh....I figured I'd better move and fast, because next thing you know, she'll try to EAT me. When I got up to her, she laughed and said "It worked!". Yeah...I guess so, but still...sometimes she really scares me.

Love, Mary-Margaret

4/18/06 - Too tired to write!

It was a busy weekend, what with Mom doing billing AND payroll AND trying to get her taxes out. So I hope you all don't mind if I let her take a day or two off. I mean, I did get her to post several times a day for the past couple of days because I just KNEW she'd conk out on me.

Meanwhile, keep me in your thoughts as you'll be in mine.

Love, Mary-Margaret

Letter from Cousin Teddy

Teddy's kinda little so he writes me letters and then I ask Mom to post them to my blog. I thought you might like to see what Teddy did on Easter, too! MM

Dear Mary Margaret,

My Auntie Allie let me read your blog and I just wanted to tell you that I SOOOO understand about those rude cats! The other night, that Roxie cat (who thinks she is soooo cute, hah) stood right over me while I was eating! Of all the nerve!

Later on, I heard she even got into the Easter baskets!

I was so tired I just went to sleep on Abby's arm.

:) hugs,
Teddy



Teddy can't even have his dinner in peace!




Roxie in the Basket












The end of a BIG Day! The very BEST place to be! In my pajamas in my Mommy Abby's arms.

A NEW Ferret and a NEW dress!!

It's not the same as my old one, but I'll take it. Mom took me to MATCO this morning and they actually had ONE FERRET left. It was fate, I guess. And actually, to be honest, it looks and smells exactly the same as my old one. If Mom hadn't taken me with her, I woulda thought it was my old one. So it's ok, really it is. :o)

And while we were there, I saw the clothes and ran over and picked out my dress all by myself. And Matt who works there, picked me up and we tried on the XS and the S. The XS fits ok, but it was a bit short. The S is long enough, but it's kinda loose around the middle. Mom says it'll be ok after she washes it and it shrinks a bit.

Have I mentioned what a lucky pup I am??

Love, Mary-Margaret

Do Snails Run??

Every morning I check out my back yard and MY patio. If there's something there that shouldn't be, I make a point of letting Mom know. This morning, a rogue snail had ventured into MY territory, and was making his way across MY patio. I thought I might have a taste, despite my last unfortunate experience with a snail, but Mom said "NO!" and held my leash tightly.

Oh, heck. Still, it didn't stop me from trying, but the closest I got was maybe 1/4" or so. It wasn't even afraid of me. I don't think so, anyway. It's hard to tell when a snail is running away. "Snail, Mary-Margaret, S-N-A-I-L. Remember last time?". Uh....well, yeah, but maybe today would be different? No chance to find out, I guess.

Also, I check for RUDE CATS but I haven't seen any since I told them off. Rrrrr-ufffff!!! I yam Tuuuuufffff!!

Happy Tax Day!

Mary-Margaret O'Brien

How does Mom KNOW??

I just had a bath. Finally. My first one since my "little surgery". Ahhhhhh....it feels so good. Then Mom brushed my hair, put in a barrette and said "You stay clean, Mary-Margaret. We have to go to the office!". Ok, I figure, I'll slip in a few moments of snuffling seed and feathers on the floor around the bird cage while she's drying her hair. She'll never know. HAH!!!

The minute I walked up to her, she said "Mary-Margaret!!! I told you to keep clean!", and then grabbed the camera. I mean, like she wants it for evidence or something. But still. I'd like to find out. How did she KNOW???

Any thoughts would be appreciated.

Love and Happy Easter -

Mary-Margaret

PS: I wasn't going to mention this, but there were absolutely no eggs left by the Easter Bunny last night. I didn't want Mom to be disappointed, so I left her little tokens of my affection all over the living room and entry way. Well, they LOOKED like chocolate eggs to me, but instead of saying "Thank you, Mary-Margaret", she goes and glares at me and starts picking them up with toilet paper. So much for the holiday spirit. I guess I won't do that again. (sigh)

Laundry Scattering Lesson #1

1)Find open duffle bag from camp.
2)Look inside and see that it's still full of your clothes.
3)Flip it over and start dragging clothes, shirt by shirt, to all corners of bedroom. This includes furry collars from Auntie Vicki.

After a while you will become adept and artistic and find Laundry Scattering a fine, if not useful, hobby.

Love, Mary-Margaret

PS - It's also a helpful reminder to your mom to unpack your stuff and put it away!!

My new friend, Jami

Being Good Friday and all, things tend to slow down. So Fidel, who works with us, called Mom to see if Jami and Michael (his son) could come and visit us. Well, you don't have to ask ME twice. "OF COURSE!", I said, and so did Mom. Michael and I hit it off right away, but Jami is a bit slow to warm up. OK..to be honest, she almost bit me. But Fidel says I shouldn't take it personally, and that it was probably because of my dress and not me. Heeeyyyy!! I LIKE my dress. I mean, who hasn't seen a dog in a dress before?

Anyway, here's Michael, Me (getting another tummy rub), Fidel and Jami (heading for the door).

I'm sure next time will go better, dont'cha think?

Love, Mary-Margaret

Arrrrrgggghhh! My squeaky FERRET!!!

I just realized. My ferret is gone, too. MY BABY! It's not at the office and it's not at home. I took it to "camp" and, ohmygawsh....It's GONE GONE GONE! My life is ruined, I tell you. You know how much I loved my ferret. If my poor little ferret has gone the same way as my trout and my orange bone....! Waaaaaaaaaaah! I will GET YOU, UNCLE RUDY!!!!! (sniff) I LOVED MY FERRET!!! I...I....wa..wa...want my FERRET!!!

Mary-Margaret (sniffle) O'BRI..BRI...BRI..EN

My New Medallion!

 

Dear Sarabi: After Mom FINALLY figured out how to set the camera to take close-ups, she got this for us. Isn't it neat-o? I LOVE it. Allie says she got it at www.BlessOurPets.com

Love, Mary-Margaret 

Pink faux fur leopard print jacket!

I promised I'd show you. See? It even has a hood on it and it fits me everly so well! This is from my Mom for being a good little patient. Isn't it loverly?

Mary-Margaret

My Absolutely TERRIFYING experience

Well, you KNOW how I like to ride in the car and I always stand up in my carseat. I even lean forward when I want the car to go faster. Mom's always saying "Sit down, Mary-Margaret!" but that's no fun. I can hardly see the tops of the trees if I sit.

We were out serving papers today and she almost missed a turn. She stopped pretty quickly and next thing you know, I am flying. I mean FLYING like a bird. Right out of my car seat, and I do a loop and land on the floor of the car. I don't know if I'm alive or not, so I just stay there, crouched down, not moving a muscle. Mom says "Mary-Margaret? Are you OK?". But I'm afraid to move. I just don't want to move anything at all. I'm frozen stiff. Nothing hurts, and I sort of skidded on the Thomas Brothers map book, but ohmygawsh, it was SOOOO scary.

Finally, Mom reached down and picked me up and then I dug my nails into her like I NEVER EVER want her to let me go, and I climbed her like a tree. She cuddled me and checked for "OWies" and checked my stitches and when she didn't find anything out of order, she put me back in my car seat. She kept saying "Oh, you poor little thing!" and stuff like that. I was more scared than anything else. But the good news is, I got another chicken breast all to myself tonight.

Remember, you guys! NEVER EVER STAND UP IN YOUR SEAT. It's just not safe, and it's not worth getting a chicken breast for, either. You could really get hurt badly.

Love, Mary-Margaret

St. Francis of Assisi medallion

Oh my goodness my goodness!! I was the ONLY one who got any mail today. Mom snorted something about me getting my own business manager. Her good friend Allie from Hawaii sent me a St. Francis of Assisi medal to wear with my other "jewelry", like...you know....AKA tag, rabies tag, ID tag, and license (when it comes). I think my bling blings weigh more than I do now.

Oh, Allie. I just LOVE my new medallion. "Saint Francis of Assisi - Protector of Animals". I just KNEW he'd keep me safe during my "little surgery", and now I have a special tag with his name on it.

Thank you thank you soooooo much.

Nuzzles and kisses from me - Mary-Margaret O'Brien

Creative "hopping" and other tidbits

I absolutely LOVE to "hop". When I was at my Auntie C's, I really wanted to get on their bed. See, at home it's easy because Mom has a low cedar chest at the end of her bed. I hop on that, and then hop again to the bed. Simple, huh? But at Auntie C's, there's no cedar chest. Howeverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......

There's this really nifty chair by the window. You can see it a couple of posts ago. Anyway, I figured out that if I run really REALLY fast, hop onto the chair, and twist ever so slightly before lifting off, I can get some spring in my bounce and practically fly right over to their bed. It just took a little creativity.

This morning, Mom actually accused me of being part Beaver!. OK...so I like to gnaw a bit. Baseboards at the office are my favorite. But I found this nifty hole at the top of the stairs that the Home Depot guys left when installing Mom's Pergo. It wasn't that noticeable, but I'm working on it. Also computer cables are good when there's nothing better around, if you want a good gnawing tip. But....if your mom is looking, go for the "Flossie". It makes mom's happier.

OK...getting ready for work now.

Love and kisses -

Mary-Margaret

Vitakraft Yogurt Drops

My mom and Sonia were both sniffing my vitamin drops today. And this was AFTER I pointed out that they were for dogs only? So Sonia took a little taste, and then Mom took a little taste. And Sonia said they're not as good as they smell, but they're nice. Mom, on the other hand, thinks they taste just fine. So I stomped off to my office bed and I've been glaring at Mom for the past 10 minutes. They are MINE MINE MINE!!!

I just thought I'd share that piece of news with you. It's not like Mom shares her food with me except maybe some cream cheese from her bagel. I am NOT going to share with her, either!

Hmmmmmph!!

Mary-Margaret O'Brien

"Puppy Love" Shirt from Sarabi

It fits absolutely PERFECTLY. Thank you again, Sarabi. Mom even brushed my hair, but I can't really tell from the picture. I can't even have a real bath until I get my staples out. I feel so icky at the moment.




I AM smiling. Really I am. It's just this thing on my head holding my hair back. I think it's giving me a headache, but Mom says it finishes off the ensemble. She's weird. I admit it, though. I can see better with the clip on.

OHMYGAWSH!!! For Meeeeee???

This is my really good friend, Sarabi, from Illinois. You know what she did? She sent me a PACKAGE. Addressed to MEEEEE! "Miss Mary-Margaret O'Brien" at my Mom's work. And Christine, the mail lady, even came all the way upstairs to personally deliver it to ME!! Can you tell how excited I am? Mom has to keep telling me "NO HOPPING, Mary-Margaret!".





This is me, trying to see everything all at once. I practically jumped inside the box and oh woweee!! There's all kinds of stuff. First, I see CHARLEE BEARS - egg and cheese. My most favorite. Then there is a new shirt and it will fit me just fine. It's my favorite color, too. Pink! I will wear it tomorrow for sure. It has two little pups on the front and says "Puppy Love". That's how I feel about my bestest friend, Sarabi, right now. Like she just KNOWS what I like.



This is me with another surprise - a squeaky HEDGEHOG! Mom says I'm like a turbo-charged hedgehog, so it's just perfect for ME!. So then I see even another package and there is a card and it says "Sorry you're going through a ruff ruff time. Ruff" and "Just whistle and I'll come running", and that's from Sarabi, too! And then, a picture of Sarabi which I had Mom scan and put here so you could see my dearest friend too! And then, oh my goodness....(I've never seen these before so I had just a teeny taste before I grabbed the bag from Mom's hand) Vitalkraft Yogurt Drops with viamins. They are kind of like candy and I think Mom was going to taste one because they smell so good. I had to point out that the bag clearly says "Snack for all dogs" (not for humans). They are absolutely scrumdiddlyumptious!!

I am such a lucky pup to have so many good friends. Thank you thank you SOOO much, Sarabi.

Love and kisses -

Mary-Margaret O'Brien