Finn

Feeling Bad

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Finn

Yesterday wasn’t a good day for me. I screwed up big time and feel like such a loser. Everything I did was wrong from start to finish.

It began when mom decided to take me and Journey for a walk. I don’t like to go in the car so she had to lift me in. I know it’s hard on her back but I can’t help myself.

We drove half an hour to a nice park where mom and Journey go all the time. Mom put me on a long leash and hooked Journey up to her harness.

Journey is a hand full to walk. She pulls and circles and follows her nose like she’s a bloodhound on the scent. I stay close to mom and always keep a loose leash.

We’d only been on the walk a few minutes when we came across a man playing frisbee with his dog. The dog ran over to us to say hi. I didn’t like his looks and started growling real low. When he got close to Journey I told him to back off or we’d have trouble.

Mom stepped between me and the dog and told me she’d take care of things. The dog lost interest and went back to his owner.

Right away I started drooling. I do this when I’m upset or stressed out. I guess I was both after the car ride and the encounter with the uppity dog. Soon I had three inch strands of drool hanging from my mouth. Mom cut the walk short and put Journey back in the car. Then she walked me near the car for a while in hopes I would relax and settle down.

Finally it was time to leave and I jumped into the car just like Journey does. I was happy knowing I was going home and felt safe in my crate.

I guess happiness wasn’t enough though because on the way home I puked in my crate. When mom pulled into the garage and let me out first like she always does, she found a big puddle of what I ate for breakfast hours earlier.

I felt so bad. Mom had to hose out my crate and wipe off my fur. Journey had to wait in her crate until I was all cleaned up and my crate was upside down to dry out.

Mom told me not to worry and everything was all right. She told me I have special gifts and it’s her job to help me be the best dog I can be.

Problem is I want to be brave like Journey. I want to go places with mom and make her proud. Yesterday I wasn’t brave and I’m sure mom wasn’t proud of me.

Journey says it’s not a big deal. I can be the stay at home dog and look after dad while she rides shotgun with mom. I guess that would be okay but it still leaves me feeling like a loser.

Mom said she’s gonna take me to a fun class where I get to learn tricks. Maybe at least I can show off for company and feel better about myself.

Journey said I should visualize myself being brave. Maybe I’ll do that. Or maybe people who read this bark will give me some suggestions. I’m trying to stay hopeful.

 

Finn

 

Asherpark

Ouch!

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Journey

Journey and me are about the same size. I’m a little taller and outweigh her by five pounds. I’ve got a sturdy build. Journey has a delicate frame and tiny paws. But don’t let that fool you. She’s tough as nails.

Yesterday me and Journey were playing a fast game of slam bang. I made a play bow to Journey and the race was on. Even when I have a head start Journey can always chase me down. She is fast as lightning!

We were tearing around the big front yard when I made a quick turn and headed straight towards Journey. Normally she would sidestep and bite me on the butt. This time she held her ground and we collided.

I went flying, flipped up in the air and did a barrel roll before hitting the ground hard. I let out a big yelp when I landed, more from surprise than pain. I think I got the wind knocked out of me.

Mom saw the whole thing. She said I went ass over tea kettle and had the strangest look on my face. Mom ran over to make sure I was okay while Journey stood next to me real quiet.

I think Journey was as surprised as me that she accidentally tackled me. Mom took us straight to our safe place in the garage and checked me over real good. Journey did too. She sniffed my butt and licked my face a couple times.

I kept telling mom I was fine but you know how she worries. Once mom decided I was gonna live, she gave me and Journey a tasty lamb kidney to snack on. We gobbled those down in no time, had a big drink of water, and curled up on the bed together.

Journey and Finn

I know Journey didn’t mean to hurt me. She’s my best friend. We like to play hard and sometimes stuff happens. You know how it goes. Anyway, I’m fine. Next time I won’t count on Journey to step aside when I come charging at her. Lesson learned!

 

 

Asherpark, Finn

Just For Fun

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Finn and Journey

Can you tell what’s happening in this picture? It’s me standing on Journey’s head. See how she’s got this funny look on her face? She’s trying to figure out what to do about me being so rude to her. It’s one of the silly mind games me and Journey play with each other.

I know and everybody else knows that Journey is boss. She raised me, she’s two years older than me, and she is definitely in charge at Asherpark. I have no problems with that. I’m not always real confident and I like having Journey tell me what to do sometimes.

But I’m a boy and I’ve still got a little puppy in me. Whenever I can I like to mess with Journey’s mind and see what she does.

The game starts out with Journey lying on the couch next to mom. I wait until Journey is almost asleep then leap onto her head. I’m pretty agile so I don’t actually land on her. It’s more like I’m a big head ornament. Mom quick gets her camera and takes a picture of us because Journey usually has this dreamy far away look in her eyes.

Eventually Journey gives up and jumps off the couch. We play a quick game of slam and then both settle down while mom watches the news.

I like to get up close and personal with my people. When I was a pup I had to mind my manners, but now I get away with bad behavior because I make people laugh. Here’s me sitting on Uncle Dan’s lap. He’s leaning back because I just planted a big slurpy kiss on his face.

Finn and Uncle Dan

Before I sign off I gotta show you one more picture of me on Journey’s head. It makes mom laugh every time she looks at it. I hope it makes you laugh too.

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