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Welcome to The Levi and Cooper Chronicles. I'm the 'Cooper' and my baby brother is the 'Levi.' We're not siblings in the literal sense of the word. He's a miniature schnauzer and I'm a miniature poodle but our differences go far beyond our breed. You see, I'm the famous angel dog who blogs from the Rainbow Bridge. Well, not famous down on earth but up here in doggie heaven all canines get to do whatever we like and I like blogging. We dogaroons up here can also gaze down through the magic water under the bridge and keep tabs on our humans. Isn't that cool! After I discovered the magic water, I decided that little Levi---who got adopted into the family shortly after my departure from earth---could use a guardian angel. When he blogs he types in pink and when I put my two cents worth in I type in blue.
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Monday, November 4, 2013

Reports from the Rainbow Bridge

Rainbow Angel in Training is a book written by and about two canine brothers with a bond that transcend earth all the way to the Rainbow Bridge and back again. If you are a dog person and read the book, expect to cry a few times along with the laughter. If you have a dog at the Rainbow Bridge find out what it's like up there in doggie heaven along with lots of obedience training tips for new dog parents.

Preview the first 15 pages below!
 
   
   
   
   
   
   
     
   

 

 
 

 


Saturday, February 11, 2012

My Human Went to the Rainbow Bridge

No one here probably remembers me, Levi the Schnauzer. I’ve grown up and haven’t been blogging. But something happened I want to share with the world because it hurts so much. My daady died! My human daady died and I’m so worried because he went to the Rainbow Bridge without his wheelchair. He needs that chair and Moomie just took it to a place called Goodwill. If they really have good will they’d bring it back and bawl my moomie out for leaving it there.


God, the house is quiet! I miss how my daady and me had howling contests each morning until mean Moomie would tell us to knock it off. I miss sitting at Daady’s feet during breakfast, at the ready to round up stray Cheerios that might roll down my way. I miss giving Daady doggie kisses each night. And I miss the fact that every time my pawrents got ready to go some where Daady would campaign to let me ride along. The house is sooooooooooo quiet without him. Moomie doesn’t even turn the lights on in the living room anymore where Daady and I used watched TV.


I started sleeping on the foot of Daady’s side of the bed---something I never did before. At first I’d stay just until the lights went off. I kept thinking Moomie would tell me to get off. But she didn’t. Then it went to a couple of hours before I’d move some time during the night. Last night was the first night I spent the whole night, and not just at the foot end of the bed. When I woke up I was stretched out like I owned the place. I don’t know how that happened. I didn’t mean to do it but when Moomie woke up, she smiled at me. So I know she’s okay with me keeping Daady’s bed from getting lonely at night like I do.


Cooper and Jason, my older brothers, are at the Rainbow Bridge. I never got to meet them but I heard stories about them and I think they’ll take good care of Daady up there. At least I hope so. I hope they get him a new wheelchair. I still can’t believe Moomie gave his away! But then she’s been doing all kinds of dumb things since Daady died. Some times I’m afraid to let her walk out the door for fear she’ll get lost and won’t come home. ©


Moomie's widowhood blog is here.


Saturday, March 6, 2010

Levi the Daycare Worker

You won’t believe where my moomie and daady took me yesterday! To a place called doggie daycare. They left me there with a total stranger in a fenced-in yard as big as the Colosseum and after they drove off the man let one dog at a time out of a kennel. Levi wasn’t sure what was going on. Me's felt like one of those Christians the Romans threw in with the lions. The first dog to come at me was a mouthy rat terrier, but me’s told him to back off and be nice. Then a brown and white spaniel came out of the door and sniffed around my tail. Guess she didn’t like my schnauzer or boy essence. After that, the stuck up bitch went off by herself.

Next came a black lab with a friendly tail and great tale about the dog still in the kennel. He said Sadie was twenty-five thousand times bigger than me and she was going to eat me alive! Can you believe that? Me’s did when that Great Dane first rushed towards me. But it was love at first sight on her part. Levi thought she was going to lick me to death.

Enough already
, me told her. Let's play! Sadie chased me and then me chased her. By the time my pawrents came back Levi was exhausted.

Moomie told the daycare guy they’d bring me back when she and Daady wanted to go out for pizza again. Then she gave him money. Can you believe they charged money for me to play? Levi kept all those dogs busy the whole time instead of them having to be cooped up in the kennel. They should have paid me personal trainer wages! Me’s had them running through the drainage tile, around the trees, jumping on top of the bench, and playing keep away with a rope. Apparently if me goes there for under two hours, it costs $5.00. Over two to five hours it costs $10.00 and $15.00 if Levi’s stays all day. Next time me goes, Levi hopes Moomie brings a snack for the ride home. All that activity and they didn’t feed us even one kernel of food!

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Friday, February 12, 2010

Voices in Her Head

Look what me's found in Moomie's diary today. Me's shouldn't be read it, Levi knows that but me is sharing this for a reason. Here is what she wrote:

"Sometimes I swear Levi, our dog, can telepathically talk inside my brain. This morning I woke up to someone calling my name and when my eyes opened all I saw was my husband sound asleep. I listened for the voice to call my name again but the house was silent. A dream, I thought, but it was so real---and so annoying because it’s a common way for me to wake up. I rolled over and there he was, smack-dab in my face, his little eyes peering over the top of the mattress. 'Finally!' Levi seemed to be saying, 'I need to pee.' The creepy part is the dog also seems to be able to tell time. It was nine o’clock. It’s always nine o’clock---on the dot---when I wake up this way."

Okay, Levi needs to know are all humans this dumb about talking without words, or is my human....ah, well, you know, a little slow? Duh, of course me was using telepathy to talk to Moomie. Me's didn't want to wake Daady up by barking. He needs his sleep. Me is worried. Is there a book she should read on training humans how to talk inside their heads?

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Monday, February 8, 2010

Note From Naked Levi

My moomie was happy today because she got to leave Daady and his wheelchair at home while she took me to the groomer, then she got to wait for me at grocery store while they threw me in soapy water before stealing Levi’s hair. Me’s don’t know why that should make her happy but me’s don’t think she was telling a fib.


Before we left she made Daady a lunch and told him she was going on vacation from the men in the family. She also promised me some French fries from Wendys if me’s was good at the hair stealing place. Oh, they were good! At least she cared that we men in the family didn’t starve to death while she was gone.


Me is always good at the groomer but me’s not so sure that Daady was good at home alone because when Moomie came to pick me up he was sitting in the front seat of the car. Maybe Moomie missed him like she did Levi? Me’s don’t know what happened. It’s a mystery. All Levi knows for sure is that Daady was singing what Moomie calls non-sense songs on the way home and she told him, “Now I remember why I needed a vacation from you today.” Daady laughed and kept on singing.


We got to stop at the park on the way home where me’s scouted out some poop bigger than a house. Moomie said some horse-of-a-dog must have come by. Me’s don’t know what a horse-of-a-dog is but if Levi ever sees one me’s is running in the opposite direction. Could this be a picture of a horse-of-a-dog? ©