Well, finally, my moomie let me on the computer! It's been ages---longer than ages in a dog's life. She says Levi---that's me in case everyone has forgotten cute little schnauzer me---is a deprived young dog because me has to live with old people. It isn't fair, she says, that no one younger adopted me before my price was reduced to an old person's budget. It isn't fair, she says, that two weeks ago Moomie had to have her leg sawed apart and a new knee joint glued into place and that me had to stay home with Daady and a paid caregiver, Gary. Me really, really wanted to go to the hospiddle with her. Me could have protected her from the bad nurse who was mean to Moomie. Gary was nice to me but he didn't walk me even one time while she was gone. He didn't even take me out to the back yard to run on my 100 foot clothes line, and he didn't speak the same language as Levi. It took me almost four days to figure out that when he said, "Let's go potty" that he was really saying, "Outside, Levi." Humans who baby sit wheelchair bound daady's and schnauzers should learn our language! Even daady couldn't understand half the things Gary wanted him to do.
The first day when Moomie came home from the hospiddle me tried to take that big bandage off her leg. Well, someone had to inspect the damage and see what smelled so strange underneath. After that Moomie kept that walker thing in front of her at all times and that really hurt me feelings. Me was only trying to help! Then at 8:30 me begged to go out to the back yard on my clothes line like we used to do every night, but she wouldn't take me. So, me pooped on the floor and that made Moomie feel so bad! But me was in no mood to use my fenced dog yard after all me went through with Gary. The next night at 8:30 me begged again, but again she wouldn't take me to the back yard. This time she cried and called my cousin Ted to come over for a play date. Ted's parents took me to the back yard. Oh, Levi was so happy. Moomie says to "hang in there" and that in a few weeks she'll take me to places me has never been before…far, far away from our yard. If she keeps her promise, maybe me will find some of my cyber buddies out there? In the meantime me have to be patient. Sigh. ©
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