Hi, everydoggie, everykitty, bear, hammie and hooman! It's me, Patches. Yes, I know...this picture was taken before I was shorn like a sheepie.
I just wanted to let everyone know that we are still around. For those of you who have asked...our dad is not doing well at all. We are trying our best to stay out of our mom's way, but sometimes it isn't easy. On hospice days, we have to stay behind the gate either in the living room or the kitchen depending on who is coming and when! We aren't too happy about that, but mom and dad say they have a hard time talking to the peoples with us putting our noses all over them and barking our disapproval of intruders coming into our home.
Our dad gets a little weaker every couple of days and now, he's in a wheelchair. You should see our mom try to push him across the carpet! It's a hoot! She's always running over our stuffies with that stoopid wheelchair thingy. On top of all the stuff our mom has to do now, she broke her foot. Yep, that's right! Broken foot! She dropped a brand new oxygen canister on it and it even flattened her toe ring! Now, she's wearing an "aire-cast". No, it doesn't have anything to do with Airedales...we just made Mom put the "e" in Aire because that is the way air SHOULD be spelled. Mom makes a really funny noise when she walks around in the cast and Dad says there's no way she could sneak up on anyone. Fortunately, it's our mom's LEFT foot that is broken, so she can still drive. You outta see her try to get out of the Aire-mobile with that ginormous foot! If she ever forgets to put the seat back before she gets out, we may have to go and pick her up off the concrete!
While Mom is waiting on the different hospice peoples to come, she is cutting out Airedales, bones and fire hydrants that will decorate the tables at the Aire-Care-Fair on November 15. We have a dog sitter coming that day. Oh, wait! Mom says it's a DAD sitter...not DOG sitter! Oh, well, I bet we are going to have fun with her anyway. They says she LOVES doggies!
We haven't had much time to read your bloggies lately, but sometimes when Mom gets a few minutes, she reads one or two to us. We really need to know what is going on with all our pals, but I guess we understand. We hope nodoggie forgets us!
Poppy, Penny & Patches