Sick sick sick - Mommy author

Gunner is sick. Not sure what has gotten into him, but he has some stomach issues.  Gunner is not a typical bulldog, he does not pass gas like most bulldogs. As a matter of fact, Maggie is the gasser in the house. When Gunner expresses gas, he gets upset. It really offends him.

So that started the belly issues, and then he began throwing up. We are on the mend and hopefully he is better for this weekend. Daddy is babysitting us the next 2 days. Hope for the best...

Poorly bellies all around

We have been a bit sickly since Monday. We ate some cheese slices and Mommy thinks it hurt our bellies. Maggie and I had some belly issues. Even the Mommy had some too.

It was a great excuse to stay close to Mommy and snuggle up. Today is New Toy Tuesday and we are very much looking forward to that!

I hear Mommy rattling around in the kitchen, I think she is preparing an early breakfast treat for Daddy and us. She cannot sleep when we are sick. Poor sister Mags had the flashlight in her face about 8 times through the night. Me on the other hand, well I probably slept through that...

Let's hope the gingerale we sipped and the pumpkin makes us all feel better.

Gunner and Maggie

We wake up in separate rooms. Somehow we find ourselves in the same room and the same spot trying to get Mommy's attention. We roll around and wrestle until the loud voice sounds and we have to stop. Our days are filled with love and joy.

Today we get to play with new friends and visit the new house. We want to give it our paws of approval. However, last night we saw the bakery items being delivered so this could only mean TASTE TESTING.

Our Gunner bars and Maggie Muffins are a real treat for us. I hope Mom makes them after our busy day.

Happy First Day of Fall!!!!

Tomorrow is Fall.. Our favorite time of the year.

Hello friends - tomorrow is the first day of Fall and we couldn't be more excited. We hope for cooler nights (haha in Florida) and we cannot wait for the pumpkin and apple treats.

With Halloween only a month away we were thinking of what we should be for Halloween. Over the last three years we have hosted a costume party online. However, this year we are going to let someone else do it.

The Twitter parties were great and all the fun we had. I hope someone else picks up the party. If not, maybe next year we will do it. But this this year we are stepping off...

So on to the Fall fun... Cannot wait for Oktoberfest and Mommy's big party.

Raising parents is a tough job

I have two parents. One Mom and One Dad. I had a second Dad but he was kind of part-time. My parents use to be married to each other. So I am from a broken family. Oh don't pity me, I reap the benefits of sad eyes and constant reminders of how I am from a broken home.

However, I recently realized I am raising them. Each night I have to tell them to go to bed. I cannot just let them stay up to all hours of the night, they have work in the morning and we all need our sleep. I also have to remind them to clean up the house. I have to trick them a bit by moving all the covers and furniture around, but it usually gets them in the groove of mopping, vacuuming and straightening up my toys.

Just tonight I had to tell them it was time for them to have their evening snack, I barked at the fridge until they fed me pretzels. I was really doing it for their own good.

Raising parents is hard work. I just don't know how the older people did it.

Gunner

How do you know you're old? By the Mommy

Guest writer: The Mommy...

I use to hear stories as a kid, when I was your age, we would do or say this. I use to think those old people... Today while reflecting on 9/11 and snuggling with the dogs, I began to think about life in general. I pulled out Alan Jackson's song and video of Remember When and then it hit me... I am freaking old. I am that old person.

So I thought about the things said today and what they meant in MY day...

Dope = meant they were stupid.

Sick = duh sick as in ill

Fly = bug

Coke = soda

Whip = a whip you used on a horse or a naughty date

Down with that = Something was down, as in you put it down

A solid = solid foods?

Props = extra items in a movie

Chill = it was cold

So here it is, I am freaking old. Ready for the horse farm or something. While I take my dope sick fly self in my whip, I give props to my ride or die for a solid, I am down wit that anytime...

Translated.... get a hobby, ebonics is not for you...

Folks it's a sad world today...

Tomorrow is an anniversary that we shouldn't forget, but hate to remember... Our world was rocked, our safety and security were shattered. I can remember exactly where I was when it happened. I was working at a Law Firm and someone said OMG look. When the second tower was hit, I first thought it was a replay, but realized I was watching it live. My heart pounded and my mind raced for what could only happen.

I had a very special man in my life in the military, and he was en-route to the Pentagon or so I thought. No way to confirm, no way to contact him. Thankfully his trip was canceled during the middle of the night and he was spared. But so many weren't.

The guilt I felt for his safety was over-whelming. I was numb. I couldn't even imagine. I went home and put my pjs on. I curled up on the couch and cried. I walked around like I was in a daze. Our President was in town when this happened and all the craziness of his leaving and the area we live in was a mess.

Flights were on lock-down. Military bases were under strict security and I couldn't talk to my guy. He was "in meetings"...

Tomorrow is a day I wish to forget, but cannot do so because of the loved ones that lost their family members. I will ask that you hug a little tighter, and you pay it forward just once.

We will be off line all day in remembrance, and hope that our world get's their head on straight and something changes... 

Surfing facebook and find a puppy?

So Friday morning as Mommy was getting ready to pull out of town to the shore, she spots bulldog puppies on her friends facebook page. The friend is a friend of a breeder outside of the Philly area. Mommy starts oohhing and ahhhing and her friend calls their friend and they talk about the puppies. Mommy tries to get breeder to friend her so she can see and show all the puppy pictures. Breeder won't do that, as if????

Mommy leaves for the shore and the visit at the Coast Guard and by telephone is talking all day about these puppies. Mommy likes Doc and thinks he is the cutest. He is 4 weeks old and by Oct 1 he should be old enough to come home.

Over the weekend the calls and texts are weird, breeder is concerned Mommy is a broker. Is she would just friend Mommy she would see; she is just a nut case, not a broker and is not going to sell the dog. Sunday the questions get strange and breeder is now calling puppies "old english bulldogs" Mommy assumes it's because she is clueless.

Then Monday Mommy goes in for the kill, asks for the pedigree and what time Tuesday can she pick the puppy and pay for him. The calls and texts stop abruptly and Mommy is banned or whatever it is facebook does. AND facebook sends Mommy a harassing email notice.

The price was low, that was for certain, but now we are so confused and upset. Maybe bulldogs up there are cheaper, although I doubt it.

We have a French Bulldog puppy owed to us, so it wasn't just a dog thing, Mommy loved the little guys face and sort of felt he needed a good home.