Monthly Archives: October 2010

Happy Halloween from Opie the Snorkie Monster!

Happy Halloween -- Who's cuter me or Pumpkin Head? Yeah, like I don't know the answer.


I Confess!

Hi All, 

Opie here!

I feel guilty.  I have to confess to some stuff I did while Mom and Dad were out of the house.

1. I jumped up to the book shelf basket and got my leash and my seat belt harness.  I chewed a hole in my seatbelt harness.

I really chewed my grooming brush up good this time. I think I may need a new one now.

2. I jumped up into that same book shelf and got my grooming brush.  I chewed the handle almost completely up.

Here's the TV remote I chewed up.

3.  Somebody left the DVD and TV remotes in Mama’s bed. I chewed them both up.

Do you think it still works after I got through with it?

4. I jumped up on the table and  chewed the corner of mom’s dinning room chair clean off.

You don't think she'll notice I chewed the corner of the chair do you?

5. I peed on the kitchen floor, but that’s not my fault. I was sick.

6. I pulled a 1/2 loaf of bread off the kitchen counter and ate it.

7. I jumped onto the kitchen counter and ate some dish soap.

I did all this over the past three days.  I did it because Daddy was out-of-town and I missed him.  Daddy’s back now and I’m sticking to him like glue. They went to the music class today.  I jumped on the table, but there was nothing on it.  It also smelled really funny up there. I didn’t much like it.  I think mom sprayed something on the table. It smells like cloves and oranges.  I don’t like oranges.

I couldn’t get into Mom’s bedroom either. The door was closed. The kitchen door was closed too. My water was on the kitchen bricks.  There weren’t any shoes to chew.  When I jumped up to the shelf I my leash and my grooming brush weren’t there.  My elk bone and my squeaky bone were all in my bed though.  I looked out the window. I was a little bored, but I didn’t get into trouble today.  Daddy gave me a really long walk in the afternoon. I was kind of wiped out.

Do you think mom found out about the dining table chair?  I licked it when I was on the table and it tasted kind of spicy.  I think she knows. She was rubbing the corner of it and giving me a frown.

She said something about a crate training.  Does anybody know what that is?

Any way, I feel better now that I’ve confessed.

I have to rest. I hear that some people will be coming on my porch a lot tomorrow.  My bark must be strong tomorrow! 

Have a safe  Halloween everybody!


Knights in blue jeans, Angels without wings, Fairy Godmothers from Burger King

Just when you think that your neighbor is a troll,  a living breathing troll in disguise, you discover that the neighborhood is populated with all sorts of good creatures too.

This morning I had an adventure — me — Opie’s mom.

I took Opie in the car with us to school. I had just dropped off the boys and picked up a sausage sandwich and coffee from the local fast food place. I turned out of the strip mall parking lot. My window was down and my music was low or would never have heard him. 

I saw a big reddish-brown dog running flat-out down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street. This was Jefferson Boulevard. It is a 4 lane divided street. It has a landscaped center median and room for parking on both sides of the divided street. It is a main artery that runs through Los Angeles, Playa Del Rey and Culver City. It is an extremely busy street all the time, and it was 8:15 AM.

Heavy traffic (from on high)

This is kind of what the intersection looked like, but this is a more generic look.

 

“Come back , you stupid dog.” The man yelled.

A man was running flat-out as fast has he could down the sidewalk. He was running after his dog.  The dog was moving fast. I was already in the street when the dog left the safety of the sidewalk and crossed the median. He was heading for the intersection of Jefferson and  Overland; Overland is  equally heavy in the morning. 

black lab running

The dog I saw was reddish brown, but he was making tracks like this one.

 

“Oh God..please” The man yelled. I could hear the break in his voice, and I could feel my eyes welling up with tears.

 I slowed to a crawl. So did the lady in the Camry beside me.  The dog was up ahead at the median, next to the left turn lane. A man in a convertible Mercedes was stopped half way in the lane. He opened his car door to coax the dog in.   We were all stopped. Traffic piled up behind us.  The dog was startled and ran to the other side of the median into the street. He was right in  front of my car for a millisecond and then he high tailed it into the into the other strip mall on the corner.  The dog owner was out of breath, his face red and grim.  He slowed his run to a walk and followed the dog to the big strip mall parking lot.  He looked a little hopeless to me. He’d run flat about for at least two blocks.  Breathing hard, sweat running down his face on this cold morning,  he stopped briefly and bent a little at the waist to catch his breath then he continued on.

This is Raintree Shopping plaza. It has a  big supermarket, a Denny’s and lots of parking. It’s not too full, not too busy. I have to turn right to go home. My heart is beating fast. I don’t want the dog to be hurt. I don’t want to start my morning this way. I don’t want to see a tragedy.  I turn right and then right again into the shopping mall. I must help this man. I can’t do much. Opie’s in the car. He might bark and make things worse, but I am compelled to see what’s going on.  People are going and coming, getting in and out of their cars.  I stop a man who is observing something.

“Has the man found his dog yet?” I ask.

“No, they’re over there!”  He responds.  Sure enough, the man and two other men who have joined him are trying to get the dog. He’s just not coming to his name. 

Suddenly, I remember that I’ve got a sausage sandwich in the car.

I parked the car. I forgot to turn it off. And I call over to the  dog owner.  I give him my sausage sandwich.  Maybe he can be lured with food.

I step back to my car. I roll the windows up. Opie’s been silent the whole time. It’s like he knows that it’s not a good time to bark at another dog, that something important is happening.  The dog is surrounded by potential death. This is an extremely busy intersection. People are going to school, to work, to run errands. They are on cell phones. They don’t pay attention.   I don’t even walk this far with Opie on leash. It’s too possible for both of us to be hit by a car losing control. It’s a bad intersection for pedestrians — two and four-legged.

After a few minutes, the dog comes closer to his owner. He goes behind a parked truck. A lady gets out of the truck. I can see she’s kneeling.  I see the man approach.

 And finally, he’s got the dog by the collar.

I can’t tell you how relieved I am. It wasn’t my dog. Opie was safely locked up in the car with me. He was belted in with his special doggy seat belt. His leash was tied to my armrest and the windows in the back of the van were up. He was not getting out. He was safe.

I cried a little on the way home. I’m crying a little now.  Nerves, but also realization of how great everybody was, including me! 

 A team of people appeared to help this man.  All of the drivers who stopped, the driver who tried to get the dog to come into the car, the two men  in work jeans who helped the other man in the parking lot, the lady who knelt down to the dog and me. I gave the dog my breakfast.

I had a bad week. Two people said mean things to me on the street for no reason.  I was shortening Opie’s walks so that I could avoid these mean people. Now I feel better.  I saw more angels, and knights and fairy god mothers today than the two witches I dealt with this week.

So we’ll start our Halloween off well and think of the good spirits that inhabit the night, because there are Knights in blue jeans, Angels without wings and Fairy Godmothers from Burger King that live in our neighborhood.

Have a safe and wonderful Halloween everyone!

Knight in shining armor

Imagine this Knight with workboots and blue jeans instead of shinining armor.

 

Fairy Godmother

Imagine this fairy godmother has a sausage sandwich in her pocket.

 

Victorian time German diecut angels

Imagine that this is the lady in the truck -- an angel without wings.


Wordless Wednesday — Halloween or Costumes — a Pet’s Motive for Revenge

 

It finally happened. Mom put me in a costume. We won't talk about my revenge just yet.

My costume says I am a "Little Monster". I say -- say goodbye to your loafers!

 

I may look good but I'm gonna be BAD -- BAD TO THE BONE!!!


Snorkie Musings — Opie’s Thunderstorm Dreams!

 

 Do you every wonder what your dog is dreaming?   


Wordless Wednesday — My Second New Raincoat!

 

This is the raincoat mom ordered over the internet.  It fits much better!

My new raincoat. Yes, I'm stylin'


Top 10 Reasons Why being a Smallish Medium Snorkie Rocks!

It's wonderful to be me!

Here are my top 10 reasons why being me– a smallish medium dog–  rocks!

 

  1. My poop is small, therefore I am not the perpetrator of the Elephant Poop that is showing up on everyone’s lawn in our neighbor hood.  I mean who IS this dog?  Dog Zilla, King Kong Dog, … Clifford!  That pile was bigger than my HEAD!  I am clearly innocent.
  2. I am a smallish medium dog so I am usually the biggest dog in the small dog side of the dog park.. ‘nuf said.
  3. I can be carried easily. Admittedly, this could be a plus or a minus.
  4. I am considered cute when I flip on to my back for a tummy rub and get one in about 10 seconds.
  5. I can sneak into the bed at 3AM and sleep there on the weekend until late morning.
  6. I can jump anywhere and if  careful, not leave a trace that I’ve been there. 
  7. All my toys and chew sticks are BIG
  8. My yard is HUGE, but not scary huge
  9. I fit in everybody’s lap
    And finally…….
  10. I am a  the perfect size for my family — not too big or too small —  we are a perfect fit.

Okay so those are my top 10 reasons. I’ve got tons more, but I’ve gotta run. Mom’s got the grooming brush AND the dog deodorizer. ARROOOOOOOO!

Smell you later,

Opie


“How Dry I am – Hic!” Opie’s Doggy Hiccups!

Hi all,

Opie here!

I have –Umph- hic – Hiccups!  Mom says I’m okay, but it’s very disconcerting. Humph -uh- hic,  I haven’t had them since I was a very small puppy. Of course I’m only  11 months old so I guess I’m still technically a puppy.

Miniature Schnauzer Puppy 2 months old

This is what I might have looked like at 2 months old. Ain't he cute?

 

Mom did some research on – Umph-hic hiccups. She was a little worried. She loves me and wants be sure that I’m A-Okay!

Here’s what she found out.

Umph-hic, excuse me this is so annoying.

What mom found out about Doggy Hiccups

White Miniature Schnauzer Puppies

These pups could have been my brothers and sisters. Wow, what good looking dogs!

Evidently, hiccups are usually harmless.  Puppys get them and adult dogs as well. It’s a spasm of the diaphragm.  We puppy types get them because our insides are still growing.  Personally, I think I’m about as big as I’m going to get. I don’t think my insides are growing all that fast now.  I might have had hiccups when I was a very young pup, but I don’t remember that far back. 

Doggys like me can also get hiccups from eating spicy food, eating our food too fast, being stressed out or overly excited. We can also get hiccups if we breath in something bad like smoke or some bad chemicals.  A decrease in temperature can also cause them.  A dog that’s sick with pneumonia or something like asthma or heart problems might also develop hiccups.  Dogs and people shouldn’t worry, though, unless the hiccups go on for a long time. 30 minutes is too long. My hiccups only last about a minute. I’ll have two or three,  and then they’re gone.  See, I haven’t  had another one since I got into the meat and kibble of this blog. 

What could have caused my particular hiccups?

Smoking didn’t cause my hiccups. Nobody at this house smokes, but I do eat my food kind of fast. I do get really excited when Mom and Dad come back after I’ve been in the house by myself. I don’t know what chemicals are, but that could be that funny smelly stuff mom uses to clean that funny looking water bowl in the bathroom.  I keep trying to get my head in it  to get a a quick drink, but mom keeps the lid closed and the door to that room closed most of the time. 

The weather has changed here. It went from warm and sunny to wet and cold over the weekend. I had to wear my rain coat outside again.  By the way, I have a better one now.  It’s the one Mom ordered of the Internet. I look very spiffy in it!  I’m betting that my occasional hiccups are happening mostly because of the weather change.  I always get excited when Mom and Dad come home, and I never had hiccups before the weather change, that I can remember that is.  I always eat my food fast.  I don’t get any spicy food. Although,  mom did give me tiny piece of  her Sirloin Burger on Saturday. ( Man, oh man, was that good! I got have more of that!)

If the hiccups are accompanied by throwing up and acting sick, then a dog should probably go to the vet.  I don’t like going, but if you feel bad the vet can make you feel better. They also have really good treats there!

If the hiccups continue, but they aren’t caused by something really serious or dangerous. My mom found some interesting remedies on the Internet. She didn’t have to use any of them with me because my hiccups stopped. So she won’t vouch for any of them, but they seemed reasonable. I put my own two cents in on all of them.

Internet Home Remedies

  • Add honey, sugar or maple syrup to the water bowl. ( Yummy!)
  • Massage your dogs chest ( Sounds like a good tummy rub to me!  I think I feel some hiccups coming on now… tummy rub time! )
  • Distraction with a toy or startling the dog. ( Mom says this sounds like a human remedy. I wouldn’t do this too often if I were you. I don’t like being startled.  I might develop a complex or something.)
  • Fresh water ( Duh!)
  • Feed a meal or a snack. This causes the dog to change his breathing pattern. ( Yeah, treats are good REAL  GOOD!)
  • Go for a walk or play vigorously with your pet. Exercise will also change the breathing pattern ( Play! Walk! Win-win!)
  • Give dog a bath. (This is sort of drastic if you ask me. ) But it might disrupt the routine enough to interrupt the hiccups.

Bottom line

Hiccups are generally harmless and take care of themselves.  However, if they last a long time and they are accompanied with bad stuff like vomiting, then go to the vet. Sounds like common sense to me.

Look, I don’t have hiccups anymore. I’m fine!  But I sure would like a tummy rub. Maybe that’s why I don’t get hiccups. My family using belly rubs as preventive medicine.

Have a great day everyone!  Time for my “medicine”! I’m going to get my belly rubbed!

Rub my belly!

Smell you later,

Your Pal Opie

Sources

“How to Stop Dog Hiccups” http://www.ehow.com/how_5084072_stop-dog-hiccups.html

“Do Dog Hiccups Require Treatment?” http://www.vetinfo.com/do-dog-hiccups-require-treatment.html


Mom’s Dirty Trick!

Yes, I'm beautiful, but I hate going to the groomers. I don't know if I forgive you.

Opie here!

I just had to tell you about the dirty trick mom played on me yesterday! 

It was morning! I had been sent outside to patrol the backyard for squirrels. I scared two of them out of the tree and onto the roof!  It was a good day!  I did some of my business in the backyard and got lots of praise.  Mom was getting the boys ready for school.  I can’t go with them until I”ve done #1.  I can hold #2 pretty well until my walk or a trip to the dog park.

But I call FOUL!  I was a little slow coming to the door when Mom called me, and suddenly they were gone without me!  I didn’t get to ride in the car to school.  ( To be fair she called me a few times and came out and tried to catch me but the squirrels were talking trash to me!)

Then to add insult to injury — mom came running home, changed clothes and ran back out again. She said something about 3rd grade parent coffee, patted my head and ran out.

Where’s my WALK!!!! I can’t hold this stuff all day!  And.. there are squirrels growing complacent on the boulevards. They need to be “SCHOOLED” on who’s boss!

An hour later, mom breezed in.

I was very glad to see her. She seemed glad to see me too. She fed me and gave me water. She urged me to eat my kibble. She fed me from her hand. I love that! I always lick her  a little extra. She tasted like strawberry jam. Yum!

Then she got my leash! ( Good, because I was starting to sweat!)

YIPPEE!

We set out… a different way. That was okay by me. New squirrels’ scent, new crows.  But there were lots of people and cars on this walk. We crossed the street a few times.  I had to sit at the curb every time. 

Then I started to smell something familiar.

It smelled like…. SHAMPOO!

Oh My Dog!!!!  We’ve walked all the way to the DOG GROOMER!!!!

AIYEEEEEEEE!

What a dirty trick, Mom!  

Now, I’m clean!

GRRRRRRRRRR! I liked my mud, my burrs, my special Odor de Pooch. I thought Mom liked the new grey tinge to my white fur from jaunt at the Oberrieder Dog Park.  Okay, so I left a foot print or two on the BLACK couch…it’ll wash.

I just had to share that.  I may never look at my leash the same way again.

Nah! Who am I kidding! 

 I LOVE WALKS…

Even to the dog groomers.


Dog Park Hijinx

Opie and Friends at the Dog Park

This has sound so adjust your volume. Enjoy!