Awards / Dreaming of a wild goose chase / I cut my paw

AWARDS

Thank you to all the dogs who voted for me in the Pawlympics. I am very honoured.

Congratulations to CHEF, the winner of the Pawlympics Dogs' Choice Award in the Stick category.


And thanks to my friends over at Jan's for this award. I love your blog too.

The Rules:
1. The winner can put the logo on his/her blog.
2. Link the person you received your award from.
3. Nominate at least seven other blogs.
4. Put links of those blogs on yours.
5. Leave a message on the blogs that you've nominated.

I'm passing the award on to:
Mango (Little Mango)
Mango (Substantial Mango)


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ANNOUNCEMENT


Avast, me hearties. Check out Toffee 's blog for details about "Blog Like a Pirate Weekend," Sept. 28. Aye, maties. Be sprreadin' the worrrrd. Yarrr.


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September 2/ 08

Mama, Papa and I took another road trip over Labour Day weekend, this time to Ingleside, Ontario. We joined some of our Boxer friends and did a two-day show at Farran Park, along a bay that leads to the St-Lawrence River.

When we arrived, I spotted these geese and I wanted to chase them so bad I almost jumped out of the car ... I imagined feathers flying and lots of barking and squawking and honking going on. Oh, one of these days I'm going on a wild goose chase ... that is definitely on my to-do list.




This was the view when we entered the park. The sun was warm and there was a cool breeze blowing off the water. Ahh, if the weather could only be like that all year long.



Further in was the show. I started to get really pumped. I just love doing shows. There are so many dogs to bark at and there's so much excitement going on. And the smell! You can't believe how delicious it smells at a dog show!



We stayed at a really nice motel that had the best bed. It was soft and fluffy with a duvet and pillows that you just sink into. So, of course, I claimed it as my own. There was no way I was giving it up to my parents. So when they weren't looking, I jumped on the bed and I just sat and sat til I fell asleep sitting.

But when I was in a deep sleep, Mama and Papa pushed me to the end of the bed and got in. I didn't even notice them until morning. I was all scrunched up like a pretzel with no room to sprawl. I was a little mad but I got over it because then they fed me breakfast. Do you ever fall asleep sitting? I do it all the time. I've even fallen asleep standing up!

Anyway, between shows, we walked to the shore and I got to run along the beach and play in the water (no pictures -- silly parents left the camera in the truck.) This is where they think this happened:


See the gash at the lower left of my paw? Mama and Papa think I must have stepped on some broken glass or a sharp rock in the water. Or it might have been a zebra mussel. We'll never know but it hurts very much now. It probably happened on Saturday but I didn't start favouring it until Sunday because I probably made it worse by walking on it. Anyway, more about that later.

So back to the show. In this video you'll see why my handler Emily doesn't want Mama and Papa anywhere near me when I'm in the ring. Mama stood off to the side , but I smelled her Musk Oil which was blowing downwind right up my nostrils. So I knew she was there. Look how ADD I got. I was straining to see Mama and jumping in excitement, and I totally forgot I was in the ring. Mr. Dumbjudge asked Emily how old I was -- probably because he thought I was acting like an immature sillyBoxer. It came down to me and another Boxer and he chose the other Boxer. I am not impressed with Mr. Dumbjudge ... I bet if he knew his Mommy was there, he'd jump around like a kangaroo too.






Later on, I got a bird's-eye view of the geese from the top of Papa's truck. "Oh, I'd give away my sticks to chase those little buggers around the park," I thought.



Then, on the way home we stopped along the highway at one of our favourite greasy spoons: Loretta's Chip Wagon. It doesn't look like much but my parents think they have the best fresh perch and buffalo sandwiches and home-made pies in the world. Personally, I was still looking to have a goose sandwich ...



I was very tempted to pull right out of the parking lot and drive Papa's truck back to the park when he and Mama were in Loretta's. But I thought it over, and I didn't think I'd make it too far without being noticed and reported to the police and tossed in jail where I'd rot til Papa got enough bail money and ... Besides, my feet didn't touch the pedals. Plus I don't have my driver's license yet.



When they were finished eating, Mama and Papa eyed me suspiciously and sent me straight to the back seat, and my dreams of chasing wild geese came to an end. "Goodbye geese. I'll see you in my wildest dreams," I thought. And we headed home.

So back to my slashed paw ... All the vets were closed because of Labour Day, so when we got home, Mama soaked my paw in Epsom salts and put Polysporin in my cut. It was so deep, she had to actually press the cream into my paw. I didn't like her touching it because it hurt a lot and I started licking the Polysporin off. So what did she do? She put a sock on my foot! (Notice it's a Boxer sock.) Well, I didn't love that either and I pulled it off. So she taped it on.


So I pulled the tape and the sock off.


I'll be going to the vet to make sure there's no glass still in my foot and that there's no infection. I hope she doesn't tape up my foot or give me stitches or a needle. If she does, you will all hear me howling no matter where you live because I may be the only dog the vet has ever seen hop on her table, but once I'm on it, I'm her biggest crybaby patient. And I really don't want to wear an E-collar ...they take at least an hour to get off. Mama thinks I'll get antibiotics to prevent an infection. Great. Another two weeks of Mama shoving her fist down my throat. I just went through that for a rash. Oh, I am very cranky. Grrrr.

So I had a great weekend but right now I am not a happy dog ...

Send hugs.

27 comments:

Lorenza said...

Hi, Chef!
I am so sorry you hurt your paw! I hope it gets better soon!
My mom got hurt too and she had to go to the ER!
Take care
Lorenza

Sunny,Scooter,Jamie said...

Geez Chef. The highs and lows,hu? Woulda loved to chase the geese with you. I run FAST! We coulda really shook em up- Hey Is there Goose alaorange?? Sorry about the foot dude. Love the sock tho. hahhahahah. Hope its ok.
Hugs
Sunny

Moco said...

We hope that your paw gets better soon. We would feel bad if you got sick.
You are a case with that jumping around. We think you were the best choice and the judge was not doing the job that was required.
If you had got the geese, you could have made a feather hat. Then you would truly have been the best dog at the show.

BenTheRotti said...

I'm with you on the chasing Geese thing , I've never yet caught one but it won't stop me trying. Sorry to hear about the injury tough guy, hope all goes well at the vets and there is nothing nasty lurking in there. I know we are both big butch guys but just forget that for a second because i want to send you a big old rotti hug and a sprinkling of get well slobbers.. ok?

speedy recovery buddy

Ben xxx

Noah the Airedale said...

Ouchi that cut must have hurt. Hope it doesn't get infected.
Looks like you had a great weekend away.

tailwags
Noah Willow Tess Lucy

The Puppies said...

Poor Chef!!

we hope your paw is feeling better!! that's no fun to have a cut paw!! Opal does that fairly frequently since she likes to run all out when she gets outside but it has never been so bad that she needed stitches! We hope you don't either becuase we don't think you would like that cone that keeps you from licking your paws!!!!
xoxoxox,
The Puppies

Abby said...

Hi, Chef...

Oh My...I bet your foot was sore...

Looksl ike you had a great trip, though...That bed looks comfy...

Abby xxxooo

Dewey Dewster said...

Gee Chef....

I know what a sore paw is all about cause we got quilled Sunday night and had ta go ta the vet fer de-quillin'....we're still recoverin'...hope yer better soon...otherwise ya had a nice weekend...too bad about not bein' able ta chase the geese....

Dewey Dewster here.....

Deetz said...

Awe, your poor lil footzie. Your mum should have tried a papertowel cast...those you can shred. But, I like your boxer sock alot too.
Deetzy

the 4 Bs said...

pooooorrr Chef, you have been denied geesh, dissed by Mr. Dumbjudge, slashed your foot and now you have to go to the v.e.t. eeekkk. we sure hope your foot will be okay and you won't have to get pills and a shot and a bandage and a sock and a shoe and a bunch of abuse too. what you need is a flock of geese and a big stick. that would cure you!

woofs.

Mango said...

That judge is a doofus. All your hopping about just showed what a fine athlete you are.

Sorry about the paw, but maybe if you had a more stylish sock you would leave it on.

Slobbers,
Mango

Lacy said...

w00f's Chef, me iz sooo sorry u hurted ur footie..but dont tear the bandage off or they will put a lamp shade on u...me shure wishes it gits better soon...iz chasing geese as fun as chasin squeerls???

b safe,
~rocky~

Gucci said...

Oh nooo Chefster, I tried to make sure Mom didn't see the part about taping the sock! Mine haven't gotten taped on yet. I'm sorry bout your paw...I would totally give you 'n your paw lotsa lix until it felt a kabillion times better!

Also, my Mommy really likes Miss Emily's dress. I didn't notice her dress, I was too busy watching you win!! I'm sure you won. You had to!! You are by far the most handsomest boxerboy in the world!!!!

Hehehe I went shopping and got you a pressie and am gonna ship it out this weekend!! Hope you get it before September 28th! ;]

xxxoo.
[your]
guccigirl. <3

mr.t-bone beasley said...

no Chef!!!

You cut your poor footie? What did the vet say? Do you think you're gonna make it? For the hurt foot you shouldn't have to beg for quite sometime! I mean, your mom and dad owe you some good food for the pain you've had to endure!

Tell your mom to email my human to let us know how you are doing with the hurt footie!

Slurp!
Mr. T-Bone Beasley

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

mango the maltese kiddo said...

Mango the Maltese kiddo said...
Chef,
Heard that you got hurt too, poor Chef!
Look like your mom knew how to take care of you, take care, buddy. And don't forget, hourly treats!
Cheers!

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

happy said...

Oh Chef, sorry to hear about your paw. Hope it'll get better soon.

Ferndoggle said...

Soooo, Chef...you're a Mama's Boy too! No shame in that.

I hope your foot feels better soon. Ouchie paws are never a good thing.

Sherman

Jan's Funny Farm said...

We hope your paw is better. And we're glad you didn't "borrow" the truck.

Stop by when you can. We gave you an award.

Jennifer said...

Yo! Chef my buddy, my pal, my friend. I feel your pain for you. Wow! That sounds awful and I know you aren't even telling half of how awful you must be feeling. Ya think I could come over and maybe slobber on your foot? I am pretty sure that my long, dangly, sloppy floogers have healing powers!

As for Mr. Dumbjudge...well, what does he know. I thought you looked like one happenin' dude, man. You're the champ! But, if you let a girly boxer take first place then I think it was just cuz you're a gentleman boxer. Right?

Hope you get your driver's license soon...when your paws reach the pedals, that is. Maybe you could come and pick me up and we could go out cruisin' for girly dogs. But is will have to be soon cuz my momma made an appointment for me to get "snipped" in two weeks. After that, I guess I won't be interested in the girlies anymore. Sigh.....the cruelty of those two-legged humans.

Anyway, I love you and love your blog too.

Big slobbers to you for healing power.
As always, your Newfie pal,
Gabriel

Niamh said...

Chef,

I am amazed at the idiocy of the dumbjudge! Doesn't he know that his job is to reward quality??

Hope your cut paw is healing well and that you didn't have to wear the satellite dish on your head.

Your friend,
Niamh

Deefor said...

Hi Chef
Thank a lot for the award!! I hope your paw is healing up. Too bad you can't gulp down hamburger. Dr. Deefor thinks you need lots of good treats to help your paw get better.

You look great behind the wheel. But I guess you have to reach the pedals.

Deefor

Gucci said...

Thanks for the award handsome!!

extra x's and o's for your hurted paw.

xxxoo.
gucci.

Clover said...

Hi Chef!
Sorry about your paw. Congrats on your pawlimpics award - you totally deserve it! :)
And I LOVE the picture of you driving!
Love Clover xo

The Zoo Crew said...

Oh no!! We are all hoping your paw is ok!!

Willow and crew

CoCo said...

Hi Chef!

I'm sorry to hear about your owie Paw! It looks painful! I hope it heals and you get well soon!

Thank you for your Award! You are so nice to honor me! My Daddy espcially love your blog!

Hugs,
CoCo

Lola Smiles said...

Whoa Chef! That was quite the adventure! and I'm hoping your paw is OK. I cut my paws a lot too at the lake...it always works out OK! :)

Trailboss said...

That was a great post.