Entertainment Tonight!

It had been a long day.  Mom worked away from home on Thursday. (Just so you know, we've NOT been spoiled just because she's been home a lot the past couple of weeks. We've still had chores and responsibilities -- Yeah, right! -- We've slept. We've eaten. We've gone on walks. I've played. Fergi's chewed on a bone.) But today, Thursday, since Mom was gone, that meant I had to stay trapped in "my room" - so she calls it - and Fergi had to stay in her crate. (Mom tried giving Fergi the freedom of the big tiled bathroom once, but that didn't work so well. Fergi spins in circles when she gets anxious. She gets anxious whenever Mom leaves. If you watched the long puppy mill video, you saw some spinners. That's Fergi. Anyhow, the one time that Mom barricaded Fergi in the bathroom, she (Fergi - not Mom) just span and span (is that a word?) in the entire room. That was shortly after we adopted her. Mom came home to find Fergi panting and circular trails of - shall we say - dried poo on every tile in the bathroom. Fergi had not managed to miss one. Next Mom was the one who was spinning and spinning cleaning it up. From then on, Fergi has been crated when Mom goes. She spins in her crate, too, but she's safe. (Farfel tells her to think of it as her princess' carriage. A special place. We've tried to think how we could decorate it to look like Cinderella's carriage. We just won't be able to put wheels on it.  It'd roll out the room, for sure. And, by the way, her spinning is getting less severe. It's about time we need to set the webcam up on her again, so we can spy on her and see how she's doing.)

Anyhow, I digressed. Today was the first time that we've been left home alone for a couple of weeks. We HAVE been spoiled. So has Mom. But today she worked and Nina had to stay late at school. Neither of them got home until about 6:00 in the evening. The weather was moving in, so our walk was short. We came in and did something we don't do too often: we sat down and turned on the television.

Nina held me and something immediately captured my attention. There were dogs on the screen! It was Animal Planet. And it was the National Dog Show 2009, in Portland. Right there in front of me. Right at eye level. Dogs. Terriers, to be specific. I couldn't see as well as I like, so I hopped down and got up close. I thought for sure those dogs were going to come out of the box and into our room. I wished that they would. I think I'd do just fine with a dozen or so dogs in our house. Until they wanted to play with my toys.

They (my rescuers) told Mom I liked to watch television. I really don't do it much. Probably because we really don't have it on much. But when there are animals on the shows - or commercials - I love it. This night was no exception. I cocked my head. I craned my neck. I tracked them across the screen. I looked for them when they walked off the edge. I jumped up. I jumped down. I even got Fergi just a little interested. Bottom line, I had a good time. It was fun. (And I didn't bark.)

  

  

  

  

I could have watched for hours. But Nina worried it might hurt my eyes, being so close. Mom had to mention that I was smearing nose juice all over the screen. And Fergi had long ago left the room. Personally, I was having a great time. I watched the Scottie win 1st place and the Smooth Fox Terrier win 2nd. I never saw any Wires. I guess there weren't any as handsome as me, so they didn't show them tonight. I can continue to claim "Most Handsome Boy Dog" in our house. I like it when they croon over me like I'm the most perfect dog in the world. It feels good.

Now Nina is studying Biology and Fergi and I are ready to sleep. It's been a hard day. But a good one. And, from what I understand, there are several good days around the corner. (It's going to snow !!!!)