Mopey

I've had a mopey day. The Celeries have all left and they took Roo with them. The nerve! Then, the promised beautiful, happy, snowy time turned into the not so beautiful euphemistically termed "wintry mix", which is just code for rain/sleet/35 degree weather. hmmph!

What a Rosie when her favorite Celeries and Roo abandon her and the weather is foul:

 And a slightly happier picture. Sun bathing in the front yard in the spring.

WWFN,
ROSIE THE MOPEY

Oh Frabjous Day, Calloo Callay!

MY FAVORITE NEPHEW IS HERE!!!!!!! (AND HIS PARENTS, TOO!!!!!!!!!)

Auntie Roo (aka his weirdest auntie)

With GrandKanga. She makes a great pillow.

With Auntie Tigger (geekiest auntie) and Auntie Rosie (Favorite Auntie, of course)

And another shot with favorite Auntie. 

I'm a little sad, though, because Baby Celery gets way more attention than I do. :(

WWFN,

Favorite Auntie

MORE cheeseblocks

So, yesterday I seemed a lot better than I had been Friday and Saturday.  This morning, however, I relapsed. So Owl took me to the vet. The vet decided that either I have a messed up spinal disk, or have inflamation, or an infectious inflamation, so they put me on pain medicine, anti-inflammatory, and a N-SAID.
Are you ready for my new medicine and food schedule. I like the fact that I get 3 meals a day now.
6AM- Acidophilus for my tummy, so I hopefully won't get an upset stomach.
7AM- BREAKFAST! antibiotic, muscle relaxant, pain medicine
2PM- Acidophilus
3PM- DINNER!! anti-biotic, muscle relaxant, pain medicine, N-SAID
11PM- snack, anti-inflammatory

My three o'clock meds (note the pills in cheese)

Don't I look pathetic?

Love and (sickly) wags to all,

Rosie <3

Sick:(

I'm not feeling well today. The family isn't sure what's up, but I'm very draggy and mopey, and I haven't been begging. Those of you who have ever eaten here know what that means. :) Roo's thinking maybe it's my lymes acting up, because I'm kinda stiff and limpy.  On the bright side, I'm not sick enough to refuse treats.:)

WWFN,

Rosie the sickly puppy who needs treats to get better.

NEW POLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and CHEESE BLOCKS, MAYBE?

Thanksgiving is coming!!!!! (OK, ok, so not for another two months, but tempus fugit, no?)
In honor of Thanksgiving, I put up a new poll. VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE JELLO SALAD. 'Cause what's Thanksgiving without Jello? That's like... cookies without milk, or peanut almond butter without jelly, or, or, dogs without humans!!!!!
*GASP* DOGS WITHOUT HUMANS?!!!!!!!! THAT'S JUST DISTURBING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

On a less cheery note, I had a seizure this morning, and am still recovering. Between that and the fact that I've been stiff lately, the humans think my chronic Lymes is acting up, so they're going to call the vet tomorrow about getting me on cheeseblocks. I don't like being sick, but I do like cheeseblocks, so hopefully, I'll get some! Another side benefit is that Roo is sleeping downstairs with me tonight. Yay!!! SLEEPOVER!!!!!!

I do a lot of this after a seizure. =)

WWFN,
Rosie the sickly patient

WWRLTE, Part 2

It's fireworks night tonight in honor of Labour day (yeah, I used a British spelling for an American holiday. Sue me.).  I do not like fireworks. They are loud and scary. Now, you know what you need to ask yourself whenever I'm sad, worried or scared: WWRLTE?

Now, let's have a quick review of what some of the things that you should keep on hand are, so that when you ask me that question, you can fulfill my demands. There are not in any particular order, btw.:)

#1 MILKBONES!!!!!!!! The classic dog biscuit. Need I say more?

#2 Bread Products Yummmm. Carbs.....

#3 BEEF!!!! Actually, any kind of MEAT (as Roo once put it:)) would work.

#4 Cheese (especially when I'm not feeling so great;))

These are, of course, the mere basics. If you start with these, however, you'll be well on your way to satisfying all of my needs.:)

Actually, keeping some snow handy would be a nice touch, too. Summer is MUCH too long.

Now, get thee hence and stock thine cupboard.

Wags,

Rosie

xoxoxo

A lab named Dory

I'm very jealous of this lab named Dory who I've never met. You see Tigger went and spent lots of time with her this summer (and actually spends a lot of time with her during the semester as well). IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!!! Tigger tries to deny it and says that she's never met Dory, but what else can she mean by a "Labrodory"?


Dory! I got Tigger first, she's my girl not yours!!!!!!!!

Although, Tigger is WELCOME to baff this Dory creature. It would serve Dory right for trying to steal my girl!

WWFN,

Rosie

Ed.'s note: Rosie is convinced that when Tigger goes to a laboratory she's visiting a lab named Dory. She won't believe us that it's a L-A-B-O-R-A-T-O-R-Y not a L-A-B-R-O-D-O-R-Y.

Requiem

 There's been a tragedy in the world of sports. No, it's not Lance Armstrong being stripped of his titles. It's 37,000 times worse than that. My soccer ball* died yesterday in the middle of a game. It got punctured and now the air is all escaping and it doesn't bounce anymore it just thuds. (Editorial note: By "it got punctured" she means that she bit a hole in it by accident.)It's very sad and I am in mourning. Here is a little letter I wrote to the ball.

 * This is actually my second soccer ball. My first one also met an untimely end.


For my soccer ball

Valentine's Day 2011- August 25, 2012

Feb 14, 2011

August 26, 2012

Dear Soccer Ball:

We've had some great times together. Lots of great games of soccer. You went to the park with me and played, and we had so many games in the back yard. You were the best soccer ball ever and I hope your replacement is just as fantastic. I'll miss you lots!

XOXOXOXO, 

Rosie Zidane

My Interview with NBC

Like all great Olympians, I was recently interviewed by NBC, specifically by their announcer Andie Joy (If you get why we modify her name to that, you are clearly either related to us or a total creeper stalker. ~Ed.:))
*Male announcer: Wow! Rosie has won her 4th gold medal of these games! That's one gold medal for each of the four sports she's competed in! That is a new world record! We're sending it down to Andy Joy on the floor with Rosie.*
Andie Joy: Wow! 4 separate competitions, 4 gold medals.  How does it feel to be the only Olympian competing in four different sports?
Rosie (panting slightly): Yeah, it's really an honor. I mean, out of all these thousands of athletes, to be the one who does the most, it's just really incredible.
AJ: Well, Rosie, I understand that you've overcome some challenges to get here.
R (still panting): Well, of course, every Olympian has challenges that they have to overcome.
For me, there have been some major ones.  First of all, I have to endure regular torture in the form of baths.

Roo says I had Justin Bieber hair (ew!) going on for a minute there. I TOLD YOU THIS  IS TORTURE!!!!!!!!

Look how pathetic I am...

Rescue me, please 

Then, of course, there's  the rigorous training and diet *cue Chariots of Fire music*

I go running through deep snow

And in wintry mix

Of course, I also train in the summer heat (*cough* *cough* don't believe her~Ed.), but I don't have any dramatic illustrations of that.

*cue Rocky music*

Now, as you know, diet is very important for us athletes.  I have to eat a lot, but my nutritionists say that I can't eat too many treats. Aren't they mean?

Thanks to my training diet, I'm not allowed to eat the box all at once.

AJ: *wipes away tear* Rosie, that is so moving.  Thank you for sharing that story. 

*cuts to studio where Bob Costas is sitting at a desk*

Bob Costas: Well, from the squirrelput field, we have that moving story, reminding us of all the sacrifices that athletes pour into getting to the Olympics. Coming up later...

*Olympic anthem plays*

I hope you enjoyed my interview!

Lots of love,

Rosie:)

What a Bernese Mountain Dog does in the dog days of summer

Look at that temperature! Keep in mind that it was 91 in the shade. In the sun it's usually about 7 - 10 degrees hotter.

This is my "I'm so sad that it's so hot" face.

You can see my new collar there.

A close up of the collar.

Looking at the thermometer and being very sad.

Napping. What a BMD does during the dog days of summer.

More napping.

Oh no! It's even hotter now!(And again, that's the temp. in the shade!)

Kanga, can we move to Alaska? Please?

Hotness and my new collar

So, it's hot. Really hot. Like triple digits hot. I am an unhappy Bernese Mountain Dog because of that.

What do I mean by hot?

This is what I mean by hot.

The long range forecast...

So, I've been hiding inside in the AC. This morning the family took me to the park. It was a short walk, let me put it that way.

In other news, I got a new collar. It's pretty and has flowers. I will be sure to get a picture of it soon. Also, my long leash that I use to play soccer broke the other day. This is quite sad, although see the weather forecast above for an indication of why it's not too terribly tragic after all.

WWFN,

Rosie the hot

LEFT BEHIND......AGAIN

Drat my plan to keep them home was foiled.!Wol was able to get the car going again and fix the wire I had loosened so off they went without me again!

Here they are having their high level meeting with the Governor of the First State of these United States of America.Sadly it was confirmed that the First BMD of the First State had passed away and has recently been replaced with a new to them dog,so I guesses I would not have gotten to see my possible Cousin anyways.

The Governor's Asst. like the back of the shirts so much that she wanted a picture with the Gov. and the back of their shirts.Roo is 99-do you get it?

Here is the First,but not last State House of the First State.

Something the First State is very famous for. Good Job Roo .I is As always very proud of you.WWFN,Rosie

Heat Wave!

ICKY, ICKY, ICKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Check out the weather forecast and you'll know why the above set of "Ickies".

I hope that the AC works! And of course, these are the longest days of the year, literally, so we get extra hours of suffering. :( We have 15.0 hours of daylight today from sunrise to sunset.


WWFN,

Rosie the very disgusted who is going off to sulk about the weather in front of the fan.

Do you think the Dept. of Transportation will give me a license?

So, this morning I was cruelly bathed. Tigger and Owl tricked me! Tigger took me to the post office and as we were out, Owl set up the bath stuff. We got back home and I jumped out of the car and was confronted with the bath tub. Never one to let the grass grow under my feet, I tried to turn and head inside. I was foiled by the human on the other end of the leash. So I turned around and jumped into the front seat of the car. I look so cute sitting there, that I think that the department of transportation should give me a license! Well, and then I could drive off and escape from the bath!


WWFN,

Rosie the wet

Might be a little hard to reach the brake though.