Friday, November 7, 2008



My "mom" needed a break this morning so I am trying real hard to fill her shoes even though I don't have opposable thumbs.

A little background on moi.

I am Finnegan. My mom gave me a middle name that my dad hates, Aloyouscious. I don't even know how to spell it.

I'm 5 which is 35 in People Years. I'm a mutt. Dad found me on a farm back in Colorado when I was a pup. I liked him. He seemed nice. I made my way over on my puppy legs and sat on his foot so he couldn't leave. That's when he took me home. I was the runt of the litter so I'm glad someone wanted me.

I had a trauma back in June. I dug some holes up in the backyard like I normally do. I smelled a squirrel and damnit, I gotta run after them. They amuse me, ya know? It's like a bad habit.

Anyway, I sprinted out the door and lost my footing in the hole in the yard. I twisted my back and went down. I cried like a baby for hours. I shook so hard. The vet at the ER told my parents that unless they had $6K to operate on me in the next 48 hours I would most likely be lame for life. I couldn't get up or down or walk for days and for several weeks I was immobile. My mom had to towel/scarf walk me (she put the towel or scarf behind my belly to place weight on the front legs). That was the only way I could get around.

Then a friend of the family told her about a vet that did accupuncture. Since my mom went into a panic stricked depression and cried for 2.5 weeks, she obliged to take me as a last hope.

Dr. Urbaniek was a miracle worker. I like her and her staff. They are my girlfriends. I lick them because they are so nice to me. They calmed me down which is hard to do because I am a naturally hyper dog. She put these little needles in me and I looked so weird. But then something miraculous happened. I started to walk and get up on my own. She's my special friend now. I go whenever mom/dad can scrounge up some extra money and I always feel better when I leave. I still walk with a wonky limp but at least I can climb the steps and run around now which I couldn't before.

I like my house. I have a comfy bed next to my mom and dad's. They snore. I snore. It's all good. My favorite toy is the Kong Toy. Mom stuffs it with Beggin strips and cheddar cheese and I go all crazy for it!!!!

Sometimes I like to fart snipe. That's when everyone is at rest or watching tv. I will let one out. It's powerful but it gives me great pleasure to watch their reactions! Tee heee heee.

I also like to lick myself. I do this to clean but I overheard my dad say that if he had that capability he would never leave the house. Then mom smacked him across the head.

Anyway, I'll check back later! Here's a big lick from me to you!



Valerie said...

Hahaha...fart snipe. I'll definitely have to use that! :)
He is too cute!

etxwife said...

Aww, hi Finnegan! I thought you were are great dane! How big are you?

Vintage Gal said...

Hi, friends! Thanks for stopping by. This is "Finnegan" I am in charge of my mom's blog on Friday's. In answer to your question, I am 65 lbs of fur and love. Today I watched leaves fall off of the trees outside and I ran after 2 squirrels! See you soon, love Finnegan

fioretta said...

Too funny, I loved this post. DH and I have often joked about our dog having her own blog (long story, but it started after we found her laying on the bed next to the laptop that I left open).

And so many dogs that fart snipe, lol! Finnegan and Nina would probably get along really well together. She's even just 5 lbs. less than him! ;)

Anonymous said...

Awww! What a cutie!

mrs.leah.maria said...

Aww, Finnegan is such a cutie! I love the middle name as well lol!