Mom took me to the Eye Docker!

Mom found out that the doggie eye dockers do free eye exams for service dogs and therapy dogs during May, so she asked me if I wanted to go have  my eyes examined. Sounded ok to me, since we'd have to go on a trip! I like trips. So we went to Kansas City and saw Dr. Keil. She was a very nice lady and she even knew what kind of dog I am! I was worried about how I'd read the eye chart, cuz mom tole me I might have to read the letters. I found out that Dr. Keil has a DOGGIE EYE CHART just for us!

First, she dilated my eyes. Then she looked inside just like mom's eye docker does. I was a little uncomfortable when we left cuz the sky was brighter than I remember. But mom had my Doggles and I wore them for a while. But I took them off so I could see better. Oh, and the docker said my eyes were JUST PERFECT! I liked her a lot.

Plus on the same trip we got to go to a FARM in St. Joseph, MO, and I met a lot of dogs and even a few cats. I saw COWS but we didn't have time to get close and meet them. Maybe next time. These folks were friends of my mom, and my grammie was friends with their grammie, and my great-grammie was friends with the great-grammie there! So I am happy I got to go there and I hope I see them all again. AND, mom took me shopping at UPCO there, and I got some new toys. Mom also made me buy some grooming supplies. But it was still fun!  

Mr. Cottonmouth's demise

I was able to be a very brave doggie today and rescue mom and dad. I went out the doggie door, and I found there was a SNAKE on the back porch who was wanting to come in where it was warm. Fortunately, Mr. Cotton was a bit stiff and lethargic cuz it was kinda cool out. Mom came, and hollared to Dad to come quick! Once Dad made the quick determination that this was no snakie to mess with (the preliminary determination was likely a cottonmouth, which was later confirmed), they made me go inside and stay in my crate where I was safe. Then they obtained “the tools”, namely a rake (a long-handled holding tool) and a shovel (a long-handled cutting tool). Just like when Daddy was at the Girl Scout camp one summer eons ago when he dispositioned a copperhead, Mom operated the holding tool and Dad operated the cutting tool (ah, the memories). As the holding tool was engaged, Mr. Cotton opened his mouth wide to show off his cotton, and blasted a double-barreled shot of white venom through the air, which landed harmlessly to the porch. After sufficient use of the cutting tool, Dad hauled off the 3+ foot long remains for the rest of the food chain to enjoy. I think mom is still in shock. She made Daddy take us out for a frozen custard. Did you know they give free Puppy Cups at Shakes? Dad said I deserved a big treat for being so brave. 

The residue

Daddy's OverHauls

Daddy went shopping and came home with some new duds! Doesn't he look fabulous in his new OverHauls? He said he needs them to build a house. I think they are pretty cool looking. Now his pants can't fall down.

Me and Meg

Well, it's been a long time since I had time to post here. I've been very busy since we moved to Joplin. Yesterday me and mom drove to Carthage so she could get some papers. Something about "taxes" and I don't think she means that big state next door to New Mexico. Anyhow, I stayed in the car while she had lunch with a friend from many years ago. Her name is Meg and I enjoyed meeting her! She and mom were friends when they were very little. Aren't they cute in that old picture? Mom was about 2 and a half in that picture, and Meg was 4 and a half. I'm gonna be 3 in April, mom says. I hope we get to see Meg again sometime soon!