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Scaredy Cat

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Tess and her Shadow

How can a dog be a scaredy cat? I asked mom that question and she just laughed. I really want to know because Tess is my best dog friend and she’s a real scaredy cat.

When she first came to Asherpark she was scared of her own shadow. That’s why I took her out so she could see her shadow. It didn’t hurt her, so I think she’s over it.

We got Tess in August last year. The fireworks were already over so we didn’t know they make her crazy.

Tess heard fireworks last night. Our neighbors think it’s fun to blow up big firecrackers. It might be fun for them, but it’s sure not fun for Tess. She ran in the bedroom and dived under the bed. That took a lot of effort since the bed is real close to the floor.

Mom tried to coax her out but she wouldn’t come. Me and Jack weren’t much help. Jack can’t hear anything so he slept right through the noise. I don’t get scared at the bangs I just bark like mad.

Tess

This is Tess when she’s happy and relaxed. She’s a real nice girl and I hate to see her all scared and goofy over stupid fireworks.

The worst part is when Tess gets really scared she loses her mind. You can’t reason with her. It’s like she can’t even hear you.

Mom says we got to watch her real close or she could bolt and run off.

Maybe that’s how she ended up a stray last year. She was picked up around the 4th of July. Oh man, we got to keep her safe this time. I couldn’t stand to lose my Tess.

If you have a dog you love, be sure to keep your pal safe this weekend. Some idiot could throw a firecracker in your front yard and your dog could run off and break your heart. We’re keeping Tess on a leash or in the house all weekend. What are you going to do? Think about it.

Asher

Dental Hygiene

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Clean Teeth

That’s my big tooth, in case you’re wondering. Tess asked me to bark about how we keep our teeth clean, so here goes. When Tess arrived her teeth were a mess. She must have been eating some kind of slop because she had yucky yellow scum all over her teeth.

Mom took Tess to our vet, Dr. Brad Evergreen. He said if Tess didn’t get the gunk off her teeth soon she would have to have her teeth cleaned. Dr. Brad tries to fix things naturally instead of jumping straight to pills or shots. So he suggested Tess eat some raw frozen turkey necks to clean her teeth.

Turns out turkey necks are not easy to find in grocery stores. Mom found some in pet stores, but they were real expensive. One day she asked the local grocery store if she could order some turkey necks.

Frozen Turkey Neck

Good thing for us dogs. They come in one big thirty pound pile all frozen together and cost less than $1 a pound. Mom spent an hour separating them and putting them in smaller bags and now we have enough for a few months.

Tess got her frozen turkey neck first. She got this wild look in her eye and ran off to the corner of the yard to eat her prize. It took her about five minutes. When Tess was finished, mom looked at her teeth and started laughing with joy. All the yellow scum was gone and Tess had beautiful white shiny teeth even in the back of her mouth.

I got my first neck that same day. My teeth were never scummy like Tess, but they could use a little scrubbing once in a while. Oh man, I loved that frozen turkey neck. I didn’t get a wild look but I grabbed it with both my paws and ate it like a popsicle. It was like the best dessert I ever had.

When Jack joined our pack his teeth were a horrible mess. Some are broken, some missing and the rest were a nasty looking shade of brown. The day he got his first turkey neck he didn’t know what to do with it. He tried to give it back to mom. She laughed and sat down with Jack on the floor. She held it for him until he understood it was really his. Then with his funny crooked mouth he smiled and chewed until it was all gone. Even his teeth got white!

So that’s how we keep our teeth clean and bright in our pack. Thanks Dr. Brad!

Asher

Penalty Box

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In the Box

See me? See me in the box? See the ball? If you wonder how this happened, it’s a long story. I barked about the garden outside our kitchen a couple of months ago. There’s been this disagreement between mom and us dogs over the proper use of that space.

When it’s hot me and my friends like to dig a nice hollow in the dirt and cool off. The earth is real nice because mom tries to have a garden there. She’s planted all sorts of stuff but it never grows very well.

Even with the flimsy little fences she puts up, the plants don’t stand a chance. Usually I jump over the fence and lie on the plants. Jack pees on them and one time Pepper pulled all the lettuce out so she could have more space.

This year mom got real serious about her garden and decided to put in some planter boxes. So the men in the family sawed and hammered and made these real pretty cedar planters. They’re not quite finished yet. They haven’t been filled with dirt, so it’s about two feet down to ground level.

When I kept pestering mom with my ball, she put it in the planter. Out of sight out of mind. Not quite. I jumped in to get my ball. She started laughing and said something about me always winning the garden wars. But anyway, you can see from the picture how easy it is to get out.

I can’t wait to see what happens next. Anyway, gotta run.