Annual Check-up

I went to the vet (unwillingly) and got my yearly exams and vaccinations today. The doc also talked Mom into getting a HW test done. It was negative. I could have told them that – I have a strong, worm-free heart. They also stuck that glass stick up my patooty and used what came out for a fecal. No worms. I could have told them that – I have a strong, worm-free colon. When we were done, the vet gave my Mom a piece of birthday cake. When Dr. Poston saw Mom looking at me with cake on her spoon, she said, “You’d better not let me see you give her any of that,” to which Mom replied, “Then you’d better shut your eyes.” Go, Mom! (I also got Arby’s curly fries on the way home.)

I am Lexi, the healthy, worm-free schnauzer.

I am back from Oz

I am back from Oz, and Kansas too, for that matter. I understood that Saturday night was my last performance – maybe forever – so I gave it my all. Everyone loves  loved loves me. I am still the star. I never really bonded with Grayson, the pretend Dorothy, but she was good for treats.  Speaking of treats, all my baked pumpkin treats and all the cheese sticks are gone. How sad.

My kennel is back in my closet at home. Once again, my Toto groom has given way to my Schnauzer groom. T???????????????????he insides of my ears are irritated from being shaved and I keep shaking my head. I heard someone ask about a cast party. I sure hope the cast all still recognize me groomed like this. That’s ok, I will remind them who I am, the Toto.

 I know my Dad is still sad about losing Lily. I’ve been sitting on his lap more and even sleeping in the bed more. I don’t want him to start thinking about getting another dog.

 Last night I dreamed I was on the stage again. It was my favorite part, the very first scene. I ran out to Grayson aka Dorothy, and the audience all said, “Awwwwww.” My legs were running so fast that I think I woke up Mom. I know I woke up me.

 Today, Dad set up a funny-looking black box downstairs, right where Mom comes in the door from the garage. Then he put a beautiful treat on a real people plate on the top step, just before the door to our living area. He showed me so that I would know where to find it when someone came along and opened up the door. I was hoping real hard that Riley didn’t get it first. Dad heard the garage door open the same time as I did, right when Mom should be home from work. He grabbed me up, turned on the music, and ran down the hall into the bedroom with me. Suddenly I heard the soul-filling music of Over the Rainbow. I started to shake uncontrollably. The door opened, Dad put me down, and I ran down the hall to my Mom – and ate the treat. Maybe I’m back in Kansas, after all.

 

The Temperamental Thespian Schnauzer

Weekend two of the play is over. Friday night my people brothers and Jentry and the boy came to watch me perform. I wish Riley had come too. He could have seen how it is done – not that he could ever do it.  Nobody told me I was going to have to perform two times on Saturday. That’s just too much. At the second show I got through the first two scenes – my favorites – where I run out onto the stage to Grayson. Then I wanted to go home. I was tired and hungry and the treats weren’t coming fast enough. Mom was trying to make one cheese stick last through two performances. That’s not right, it’s a cheat. And it is me who is being cheated. So I ran off the stage every chance I got. Mom got mad at me, but I don’t care. What are they going to do, fire me? I don’t think so. They will never find another Toto as good as me, especially on such short notice – or ever! I have rested and am ready now to be on stage again this weekend. I am Lexi, the temperamental thespian schnauzer.

My Thoughts on Being Toto

I am back!

Everyone still says, “Ahhhhh” the first time I run out onto the stage.

I like Grayson, who plays the part of Dorothy. She is the keeper of the treats.

I like the Lion – no one has told me his name. He is soft and I am comfy when he holds me.

I like the flying monkey. He isn’t used to dogs, but he loves me and I am sweet to him so he will know that dogs are good. I have to be reminded to run when he puts me down. Grayson yells, “Run, Toto, run!” and Mommy is in the wings waving a cheese stick for me to come eat. That helps me remember.

I like the wicked witch. We remember each other from last time. She gave me a present, some bling for my collar. I like bling.

The trees do not scare me this time.

I have to remember to stay away from the edge of the stage where it drops way down into the music pit. I can feel Mommy’s fear every time I get too close to it. Sometimes Grayson calls to me when I get too close.

I am doing a good job. Everyone says so. Once in a while I run off stage to my Mom so she can tell me I am doing a good job. I need that reassurance at times.

I am Toto. Hear me bark.