Hatchi

Mom was in kind of a weird mood today.  She didn't seem to really want to do much.  She laid down on the couch and I laid at (well maybe on) her feet.  She likes it when I do that, I promise, it keeps her feet warm.  She turned on the box that has a whole world inside it.  I think mom calls it "T V."  There was a dog that a man found at a train station and he took it home, kinda like how mom took me home when someone found me wandering around by myself, except mom wasn't the one who found me.  Anyway, the man called the dog Hatchi.  The movie made mom really sad. She started crying so I came and snuggled her closer.  When she cries I always climb completely on top of her and snuggle as close as possible.  Sometimes I wiggle a little just to make sure I've squeezed in as close as I can.  Mom thinks it's sweet when I do that.  Mom really needed me that day.  She hugged me super close and wouldn't let me go.  She kept telling me that if anything ever happens to her, she hopes someone will love me as much as she does.  How could anyone not love me?! I'm super sweet, everyone things I'm beautiful, and I have legs that go for miles.  I'm a catch!  I'm not too worried though, because mom is super young and healthy.  I don't think she's going anywhere and that's good, because I really don't know what I'd do without her.  I lived on the streets for a while, but living with mom is so much better.  She has a big house with lots of comfy places to lay, and I'm allowed on all the furniture.  She makes sure I get lots of yummy food and teaches me to do silly things.  I don't know why she wants me to do them sometimes, but it makes her happy and she pets me, so I'll do whatever she asks.  My favorite thing mom asks me to do is called "up." It means I stand up on my back legs and put my paws on her shoulders.  Usually I give her kisses too.  She acts like she doesn't want them; but how could anyone not love my kisses?  If I didn't mention it yet, I LOVE giving kisses!!!

Softball

Mom worked all day today, and I mean ALL DAY. She got up early, went on her run, got ready and left. She almost forgot to give me breakfast! I was left all alone with the cat. His name is Cheddar.  Mom says he's an orange tabby, whatever that means, and she's always going on about how cute the freckles on his nose are.  Regardless, we snuggled on he couch most of the day. When mom is around I don't snuggle the cat. I'd rather snuggle her. Sometimes I get lonely wen she's gone though, but don't tell. 

When mom finally came home she was bustling all around doing things. She opened the back door for me, but she didn't come out to play. I was afraid she had somewhere else to be and was going to leave again. Then she got out my treats! Of course I was following her everywhere 'cause gosh I like treats. I was bouncing and running and making sure to stay close. The she got the leash and I knew something fun was about to happen!  I love my leash. I love walks, I love going places, I just love doing things with mom. 

Mom took me out to the car. Mom's car is a tiny little car with two doors. I'm kind of a big girl, so I don't fit very well.  I can't ever get comfortable, or even sit up straight. It was okay though, I'm always happy when I'm with mom. We went to a place with lots of grass, and even better lots of people. I love people!!!  Mom seemed to know a lot of them, and they already knew my name. That was weird. I had only met a few of them before. I didn't think much about it though, because they all petted me, and I liked that. I wanted to smell everything, but mom wouldn't let me, she kept saying, "stay with me." 

Then everyone walked away from me and went to play a game I didn't understand. They looked like they were having fun. One person would throw a ball and someone else would hit it with a stick. Sometimes people ran. The were some people who didn't play the game. They sat and watched and yelled sometimes. I don't like yelling, but when they weren't yelling, they petted me lots and let me give them kisses, so that was fun.  Mom called the game softball, but the ball didn't look soft. They wouldn't let me play with the ball.  I like balls, and I'm good at running, but mom said I had to stay with her.  Oh well, I had a lot of fun,  I think I like going to "softball" with mom.  

                                     

     

Adoptiversary

Mom and I celebrated my adoptiversary yesterday. I can't believe it's been a whole year since I rescued her; I guess time does fly when you're having fun. We got out of bed early so I could eat breakfast and go out to pee, but then we went back to bed for extra snuggles. Mom loves it when I lay on her, pinning her down in bed. Sometimes she gets mad if I accidentally elbow her, but she always calls me back for more. I was such a good snuggler that mom went back to sleep for a little bit.

When mom was finally ready to get up she made herself breakfast and gave me a few pieces of cheese. I LOVE cheese! Then we went out back and ran around a bit. I fetched a couple times but I get bored fast. Mom says I have doggy ADD. I don't know what that is, but mom always smiles when she says it, so it must be good. 

After mom took a shower and made herself all pretty, we went to a dog park. I hadn't been to that dog park before, and it was really nice. There were lots of other dogs to play with, although the little dogs had a separate play area. I don't like that because little dog are my favorite. I wore a yorkie as a hat once, but that's another story. As well as lots of new dogs to meet, there was also lots of grass and even a pond and stream. It wasn't warm enough to swim, but I went wading. The best part of a dog park is the people. They always tell mom how beautiful I am, and they just love to pet me. They also let me give kisses, mom doesn't let me give kisses much, but everyone else enjoys my kisses. One of mom's friends came with his two dogs. One was really old and just wanted to sit by an old man who was happy to pet him. The other was wild and crazy. He kept running back and forth for no reason.  I ran with him for a little bit, but I got bored because there wasn't much of a point. I like to run and leap and show off how graceful I am when my face and ears flap in the wind, but I get bored of running quickly. I could frolick and play with mom all day though. She likes to run away and have me come tackle her. She yips like it hurts sometimes, but she's always smiling so I know she's having fun. 

After the dog park we went back home. Mom and I cuddled on the couch while she did some things on her phone. I don't know why she stares at and pokes that thing so much. I've looked at it and even tasted it, and it's not that cool. Then mom went for a run without me. I like to go for runs, but mom is super fast and she likes to run a really long time. I like to stop and smell things and that makes her mad. She spent the evening sewing and doing things around the house, but she kept stopping to pet me. She needs me so much. When she's home she can't go more than ten minutes without hugging me. 

Mom fed me an extra special dinner with yummy treats and let me lick the cat's food can last night. Then after I went potty one more time we went to bed. Mom loves it when I stretch out the entire length of her body. She wraps her arms around me and kisses my head. I don't know what she would do without me. That's ok though, I'm not going anywhere. I love mom and it's fun hanging out with her.

                                 

Introductions

Hello, my name is Java. I would normally introduce myself by sniffing you all over, and probably giving you a few kisses, but this forum makes that difficult, so let me tell you a little about myself. I'm thought to be a Great Dane/German Shorthair Pointer mix and I'm approximately four years old. My story starts about a year ago when I was found as a stray and brought to the humane society. I don't remember much before that, but I was very thin when I was found and I have some mysterious scars. I also have many small tumors in my skin. When I was taken to the humane society I was so stressed that I scratched open a few of my tumors and they had to be removed.  Luckily I wasn't at the shelter long because a sweet young lady took pity on this underweight dog with bald spots and stitches. She's my person now, and I'm by her side every possible second.