Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Today's Chevrolet

Chevy and his "big stick". Notice the scar on his nose...he got bit by another dog because he was just being the friendly dog that he is. As usual, he didn't learn any lessons from this.

"I really am a good dog...see how nicely I can sit, if only for 2 seconds?"

I tried to capture this picture just a few moments before. Chevy had managed to get the rope, ball, and log in his mouth, all at the same time. No, he's not greedy at all.

Chevy and his rubber chicken. Yes, he has a rubber chicken. I have to laugh when he trots around with it in his mouth--it has a squeaker in it, so it sounds like it is dying a very slow and painful death.

Well, today's Chevrolet is different than yesterday's Chevrolet. Yes, Chevy got neutered yesterday! It seems, however, that the major surgery and pain medication has not changed the fact that he is indeed a rascal. The vet said to make sure he doesn't lick or bite his stitches, but that seems to be the least of my worries. As soon as the vet brought him to me in the waiting room yesterday, Chev managed to wiggle out of his collar and go visit all the dogs and children waiting. I finally got him home, and he refused to lay down and sleep. I set up his bed all nice for him, put his toys on it, even tried to lay down with him to coax him to sleep. Tried brushing him, petting him, etc. He just kept getting up and wandering. This was funny and scary at the same time 'cause he was kind of drugged, so he was staggering around. He kept banging his head into doors and tables, 'cause I think his vision was going wonky. I was almost in tears trying to get him to lay down! He napped a little bit, but when I set up my bed on the couch and turned the lights off, what did he do? He layed down on his bed right away!! Grrrrr. Today he is mostly back to his old self. He isn't supposed to run or jump, but he doesn't know that so I have to keep getting after him. I brought him to the church today so I can keep an eye on him. Not sure how I could come to love such a goofball who snaps at flies, barks at ants, eats an entire box of dog treats at one sitting when nobody is around, and gets pleasure out of sitting on my foot, which he is doing right now.


T said...

Aww..poor Chevy! I bet he felt special getting to go in with you today though! Spoiled boy=)

kelle said...

That was very nice of you to bring him to the church...and thanks for another Chevy story...I've been waiting for one!

shinbone #4 said...

ahhhh... Chevy... Did you try out the relaxation drops on him? I wish you would on me! I may need you to come sometime soon so I can get my fix. hahaha I just realized as I typed that it's awfully close to get fixed, which IS what happened to Chevy. I don't want to "get fixed" that's for sure. Oh I hope that all of this is disregarded by all your friends that don't know me at all but frequent your site. (blushing at my own stupidity and nerdiness)
xx's G

Des said...

You are indeed attached to this dog. I know, I used to laugh at old ladies that treated their dogs like their kids, but then it happened to me!!

shinbone #4 said...

Wow - Chevy is totally different than I have been picturing him - who'd a thunk it!
I really thought he was a medium brown color and a little on the hefty side - I don't know why... kind of a dirt looking Clifford type. Hmmm, interesting.

dags said...

You'd think he WOULD be hefty after eating a whole box of dog treats. Has now taken to eating the ants he finds crawling around on the concrete...extra protein?

shinbone #4 said...

At least a good way to get rid of the ants!