Ch Ch Ch Changes

 Yes, yes, it's been a hot second since my last post, but there's been a seismic shift in my world (all for the better), and many adventures. I've been too busy with things to write. I promise to do better.

Up until the end of February 2025, Bleeder has left in the mornings to "go to work" (whatever that is), leaving me and Toast alone to get into mischief, then coming 56 hours later (in dog years) to do my bidding for a few hours before going to sleep and starting all over. Then, at the beginning of March... she stopped leaving. She stayed home... all the time, every day. IT IS AMAZING!

We started doing walkies twice a day, I had unlimited play times, and snuggles, and treats, and fun, and adventures!  They call it "retired", which is weird because all they do is sit around and have fun with me and do "chores", so it isn't like they get tired only to retire, but whatever, it means 24X7, 365 of fun for me! Plus I always hate it when one goes someplace (without me), I worry. I'm a worrier.

Now I was going on car trips to pick up groceries, and one time during grocery pickup, my fancy car wouldn't go, so Bleeder had to Uber home, get her crap car, drive back, take me home for my pills while my fancy car and Toast got a toad. I got a toad once, it was slimy and cold and not at all fun.

We did have to stop our walkies because of my condition... and the fact that our neighborhood has gone wacky and trashy. The tipping point was when I discovered a chicken carcass buried in leaves in the street. All of the experts say that a Husky will only eat until it is full. These experts are morons because I would eat an entire bag of food and beg for a cookie afterwards. I was NOT going to let my whole chicken carcass bounty go easily (I did, there's something about having Bleeder's whole hand in my mouth that says "let it go"). 

Additionally I started having my condition issues flare up again, so we've just upped my yard exercise to include ball chasing, games like "Keep away from the slicker brush" tag, got your feets, and gonna get that tail. That is supplemented with ripping squeaker toys to shreds, squirrel stalk and chase, and bed ricochet. For enrichment, I attempt to steal food off the counters, and lick the bathroom sink. 

It literally exploded in my mouth

I just want to mention the squirrel stalking. I smell a rat... with a fluffy tail. Every time we go out, there are squirrels in the yard. I start my sneaky sneaky descent down the deck stairs to begin my sneaky sneak stalk toward the squirrels who are totally oblivious to my approach due to my sneaky sneaky stealth skills. Then there's a loud noise and the squirrels flee... EVERY SINGLE TIME! I thought it was a spotter squirrel up in the tree making the noise to warn the others to flee... NOOOOO. I happened to be sneaky sneaking the other day and looked over my shoulder to make sure Bleeder had my 6 and what did I witness??? It's Bleeder clapping her hands and warning the squirrels! She's a double agent for the squirrel mafia! I let it be known that I am not pleased with this development and plan to enact sanctions soon.

BLEEDER! WTAF???

Til later.