Making my new coat!

Hello! As you may know, I am a Great Dane. Therefore, I have very short hair that provides me with little protection against the cold, cold winters of Wyoming. As you also may know, Great Danes are very large, so it is hard to find a coat that isn't too small. (Even though I'm still small for my breed, because I am still growing)
Anyway, Mom and I decided to make my own coat.

I sent mom to the store for me to pick up some fabric. Her and I share the same taste, so I trusted her to pick out good fabric. Mom came home and the first thing we did was measured how big my coat needed to be. Mom bought 2 yards, but we only ended up using about a yard and a half. Then, she cut out the pieces. My coat has two layers, So we had to cut two of each fabric. We had the body piece, the straps to go under my belly, and the collar.

Then I had Mom sew my coat for me because believe it or not, I'm not very good with the sewing machine. I did try to help out with the sewing by laying down on the foot pedal. The sewing machine went nuts and Mom didn't think it looked very good so she used the seam ripper to take out what I had sewn. Whatever, She can't say I didn't try.
The whole sewing process look a really long time. Mom had to sew the inside and outside together, then add the straps, collar, and bias tape binding around the edges.

Finally! After waiting forever, My new coat was complete. Mom added some buttons to the collar so it would stay down. I think it looks pretty cool. And finally, a coat that fits me! I can't wait to wear it to work!

New Friend and Doctor Visit!

   Wow! Has it been a long time since I've posted or what?! Again, there has been a lot going on. But most importantly, I met a new friend. He is really cool and fun. The best part is, he is a Great Dane too! His name is Duke, and he is a lot taller than me. I get to hang out with him a few times a week. Last weekend Duke hung out with mom and I practically all day both Saturday and Sunday because his dad had to work. On Sunday we had a lazy day for the most part, and this is us sharing mom's bed.

Duke is so weird, he drinks out of the sink! I stay away from the sink. Who knows what it might do...

There has been talk coming from mom about moving and me getting a new little brother or sister. She wants a miniature poodle, or a Chinese Crested. Or both! That is actually okay with me, because I like little dogs. Im around little dogs at work all the time. I give them kisses and let them smell me. I play with a Pomeranian sometimes. His dad works with mom and me.

 Something else you may want to know is that mother has taken up brushing my teeth. I don't like that she shoves an annoying toothbrush in my mouth, but I actually like the toothpaste (Don't tell mom I said that). It is poultry flavored, and mom bought it from my doctor.

   Speaking of the doctor, he came to see me this week. I have a sore on my foot, just above my toenail, that has become a hassle too because now mom has to scrub my feet on a regular basis. Also, I'm on antibiotics for the next 20 days! There are it's advantages to that though... Mom "hides" the capsule in cheese. I've outsmarted her however, because I just eat the cheese, and spit out the pill. So mom shoves it in the back of my throat and forces me to eat it... Mom has learned that I like to do things the hard way.

A month of..

So for the past month, I've been neglecting my blogging responsibilities. There has just been too much going and and not enough time for me to get my paws on mama's computer to update! She's been hogging it big time working on "school stuff". no fun.

So anyway, I've been doing a lot of fun and boring things.
Fun:

• Several visits to my favorite park, one of which included 5 other dogs.
• Met 3 new friends, a weenie dog, a basset hound, and a corgi.
• I chewed my way through 4 more remote controls (I don't know what it is about them I just can't resist)
• Gained 10 pounds probably since my last blog
• Got new toys
• Destroyed new toys
• Discovered cat toys are the best
• Realized snow is not the enemy

Boring

• Assisted mom and grandma bell-ringing for the salvation army (yawn)
• Sat on my butt waiting for mom to get done doing homework
• Got in trouble for nipping at a baby rat (she looked at me with the wrong tone of squeek)

Yep... Thats how it's been. after this week, mom will no longer have classes to go to or homework to do, so therefore she will be paying a lot more attention to me as well as giving me more blogging time. 

This is me playing with McGuyver, a great dane that came into work one day 

All Riled Up with Nowhere to Go...

Today had been fun so far, you know, until mom yelled at me a lot for trying to entertain myself while she was away at class! Must I explain? Okay.. well you see, it was conveniently placed, Harley had me a riled up and hyper, and the majority of my toys are outside buried in the snow... One thing led to another and... REMOTE!

I really don't want to be here for when Grandma gets home and hears about this...

Sick Day

Today could possibly be one of the most boring days I've had in a long time. Why? Mama is sick and wont hardly play with me! Good thing I've got Harley around to play with. This has been my schedule so far: sleep, wake up with mom, run with her to her bathroom (in the house!!), Did those three things about a zillion times all night and morning long. Go to my bathroom (outside in the snow!!), get ignored, play with cool new toy chicken mom got Harley and I yesterday (which we have already broke the squeeker in), jump on mom's bed to wake her up, dig some sweet holes in he back yard, jump on mom's bed again and get it all muddy, ect...

This is a picture mom took of me sleepin in her bed..

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Trouble!

Remember that one time I had to take a bath? Ya, this is the reason why. Mom came home to me digging this awesome, 2 feet deep hole in the back yard today. I thought she would be impressed, but I got in trouble instead! I tried to blame it on Harley but she didn't believe me... I had the evidence right on my nose :(

Bed Hog!

So mama sat me down this morning before breakfast for a 'very important talk'. She claims now that I'm getting to be even bigger, I need to start being courteous of my sleeping arrangements. Do not ask me what that means people, because I have no idea. It's just mom rambling on about nothing like always. 

Although, I think she has a problem with me being comfortable or something. It's not my fault that I find the most comfortable position is to be stretched out the entire width of mama's bed. 

Mom says this innocent picture of Harley and I sharing the couch does her argument justice...