The new dog park

Last week we went to a new dog park. It was kind of far away but there were a lot of great dogs there, I always pick on the big ones because I am fast. There was even a dog that looked like a bigger version of me.

I also met a big fat guy named Santa, he was pretty nice and I liked him because sitting on his belly felt like sitting on a pillow. After words we went to the farmers market it was fun.

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You can call the big ones if you need some help.

Hey while I got you here for a second

I am going to tell you straight up, what I want for Christmas. I want rawhide, greenies, toys, organic treats and clothes. Oh, didn't you hear, I am a very fashionable dog.

I found this picture the other day of me as a puppy and with Tyler, and yes I am not happy.

The old snip, snip

So the other day the big ones got me out of bed and took me for a walk. I was really excited, we never walk this far in the morning, but it felt really good to stretch my legs.

We then went to the park, how lucky am I! There were a bunch of other puppies and big dogs around, it was like a large playground.

Then up pulled an RV.

Little did I know that my glorious day was going to turn so bad, so quick. It took them a little while but then it was our turn to go in.

There were a lot of kitties and dogs in big cages, they were all pretty tired and most of them were asleep. A man took me from the big one and looked me over, I DID NOT LIKE THAT. There was a little prick by my foot and then they put me in one of those boxes.

I really don't know what happened after that but now I am here with this ring on, but I think i got it figured out.

Trick or...ohh just give me a treat all ready!

Well I have no idea what is going on around here. The big ones came home tonight with chocolate on their breath and none for me. To top it off there are people all over the neighborhood, but they decided not to dress as themselves. They put on sheets and some of them put on masks, most for the better.

So I get done with all of my business and trust me I want to get inside, it is weird out there, plus it is dinner time.

After dinner I am trying to have my 5th nap of the day when the Male Big One comes over and starts trying to put all of these crazy shirts on. Everybody is laughing and cheering but trust me I am not happy. I LOOK RIDICULOUS!!!

And then to top it off, I think they are done after one. But wait, there is more. They pull out another shirt and hat for me to wear. Did I mention I was not happy with this the first time? But you know what? I will be the bigger mammal in the situation and let it go. No hair off my back, right? But they keep with the flashing box and laughing and giving me minimal, need I repeat that, minimal treats.

So now I am trying to get my blog done before I go to bed, which I still need to go out for my nightly rounds, so I can finally have some peace and quiet. Even though I have a feeling that it might not happen to be quiet tonight at all.

Oh, by the way, Yes I did get a hair cut.

Thanks for noticing!

Pumpkin Festival

The male big one and I went out the other night and he played with a wireless controller pointed at the television and was yelling and screaming about stuff to his friend "Nate."

Nate is pretty nice and he is good to the other big one, he lets him drink whatever he wants to when he goes to the fridge. He evens lets me poop on his floor without getting mad...I like that, POOP TIME.

Nate said something about a Pumpkin Festival and that we should go. "Ohh my, I thought, pumpkins and a festival, that sounds like fun... I should find out what a pumpkin is."

Well the next day came around and I put on my best shirt and the Big Ones and I took off down the street. I thought we were just headed around the street, but before you know it we were all the way on the other side of the island.

There were a lot of kids running around and big orange circles which I found out later were, in fact, pumpkins. I also found out they were heavy when the boy big one would not shut up about how heavy it was the whole way home, what a wuss.

But overall I got lots of petting, to play on the hay and listen to some pretty good music, that Nate guy sure can play!

When I got home though it was all over for me, what a long day, the only thing I can think about is the couch and how it is my best friend.

The Mystery Box

So there was a rumble at the door this evening and I let out the most ferocious bark I could muster and then the boy big one came back in the room and said something about a box coming from Kansas.

I have been to Kansas before and it was really nice, maybe the big dog from Kansas is in the box and she wants to say, "hello." Or maybe it is some leaves. I love leaves to play with!

They opened up the box and low and behold it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, a rope toy! I had this on my list of things I wanted, besides a steak every morning, hint...hint big ones. (You know you might think I am being a little unreasonable, but guess who already cooks for me every night.)


But it wasn't over just yet. There was another bag in there that they said was for me. And it tastes like chicken, I will have to wait and see exactly what this is. They took it away from me and put it with all of my other tasty food.

Well I think there is some more I have to say, but for now I am going to call it a night and get ready to bark at every shadow and noise in the middle of the night. I know that the female one loves it when I scream out in surprise at 2:30 in the morning...and who am I to disappoint?

I am so smrt, I mean smart!

OK, so I have been really busy.

Last weeks was finals week and let me tell you, I passed with flying colors. In fact, I followed in the footsteps of my mom and was top of my class.

We all went to class the same as other days, but I had no idea what the final was going to be. Not only did they spring a lot of surprises on me, they made the test two parts!

The first part is they put all of these treats and toys all over the room. Then to make it extra difficult they set a new dog at the end of the room, but it wasn't just any dog. His name was Jagermiester and he was huge, they kept saying that he was a Great Dane. The big ones both took me around in the circle.

I was not really interested in the toys, they smelled like other dogs. I acted like the treats did not effect me...but I really wanted to eat them. Last was the big dog. Ohh, he was just asking to be barked at, so I let him have it. The second time we went around we were on better terms, he let me sniff him and everything was cool.

The second part of the test was having another person giving me commands. I was more interested in what my big ones were doing so I was not listening. Then they started ignoring me, how rude. I then was all ears for Sunny's mom and was sitting and laying down and playing touch.

I was really tired but finally I got my diploma and made the very special walk.

Jack is Back!

I've been gone for a long time and I wish I could say I'd been on a big puppy adventure but alas, my days have been spent alone, in my room, with only monkey and alligator to keep me company.
You see, Mom started school about 3 weeks ago and my life since then has been very different. No more hanging out during the day. No more walks in the nice sunshine. No more eating whenever I want. Now it's me and my room. All day. And I can only eat in the morning and when Mom comes home! They left me water twice but I used it as a swimming pool for monkey and alligator. I thought it was a GREAT idea, and monkey and alligator had fun, but Mom was not amused, so now Dad doesn't fill the bowl in the morning. Hmph. No more swimming pool. If only I could figure out those knobs in that thing where they give me my bath.....
I do, however, manage to get their towels down every day, even when they hang them REALLY high. Black poodles can jump :)
Anyways, let me get to what's really bothering me before they come and lock me up again. What is up with this people school thing? I go to puppy class once a week, and from what I hear this week is the last one. I know I needed to learn how to sit and stay and leave things like chicken bones on the ground. But my Mom does all of that already, so why on earth does she go to school all day everyday? From what I see, she doesn't have any new tricks. She just comes home her same old self, only I have to spend my days in the bathroom. Unless somebody can explain this to me, I'm going to organize a boycott of people school because I want my Mom back! No more bathroom for Jack! No more prison for monkey and alligator!

You can call me Jackie-Son

Sometimes I don't know what to say about the big ones. I am sitting around minding my own business and poof! There is a piece of raw fish in front of me.

Now I know what you are thinking, eat the sushi it is good for you, but raw fish, ick!

But I am a very brave dog so I played with it, took the seaweed and rice off of the fish and rolled it around for a little while. Put it in my mouth and hid it under the table.

The big ones were all interested in this and kept flashing the light in my face, you know what I did to them, I turned to them and said, "HEY, I am trying to eat here."

Finally I was given some peace and quiet and sat down and took in the full flavor the salmon. The consistency and overall flavor were actually pretty good.


Now I don't know where all this leads but once the funny hats start coming around I may just have to get out of here.

Shiny, Pearly Whites

I lost a tooth today! It was my first one ever!! It fell out while dad and I were playing. He went and showed mom, who was all worried that I was hurt. She picked me up and tried to look in my mouth. NO WAY was I going to show either one of them where that tooth came from! They were going to have to give up a treat, maybe even two, for that privilege. No-sir-ee. My jaws stayed shut.
They kept oohing and aahing like they always do when it comes to me. Then dad got the bright idea to wash my tooth off in the sink because there was a little bit of blood on it.
Humans.
What do you THINK happened next? (Let me tell you, this is the same day dad dropped eggs at the grocery store AND my good food, the kind mom makes, all over the floor). HE DROPPED MY FIRST TOOTH DOWN THE SINK!
My memories, baby dna, all kinds of potential oohing and aahing, calcium, maybe even some future cavities, and whatever else is in teeth...all gone :( He tried to get it. Even took the top off of the sink with a screwdriver, but no luck. Only found little bits of food.
Good thing I have a whole mouth full of baby teeth and they're all going to fall out.
Maybe next time they'll be more careful.
Hmph.
Humans.

Hair Cut!

On Sunday I got my hair cut! I was WAY better for this lady than I was for my Grandma when she cut my hair in Nebraska. I was little then, plus this time I was at school, and I wouldn't want all the girls there to think I was scared!

Mom and Dad kept saying, "Oh, Jack! You look so good!" I mean, I know I look good, but all of that oohing and aahing, come on guys, it's a little embarrassing. Especially when we're at school. Geesh. I was pretty excited to see them though. They left me at school for a long time!

When we got home they took TONS of pictures and wouldn't stop talking about how skinny I was. When I was little Mom always said I couldn't have too many treats because she didn't want me to get fat! Make up your mind!

Anyways...here are the pictures.

I must say, I'm one good lookin' dog.

Bon Appetit!

Most of you have heard by now, but for those of you that haven't, I have some great news. My Big Ones can cook! I'm sure you all have heard about the pet food recalls, and you know how my mom is with nutrition. Rumor is they spent FOREVER at PetCo picking out my food before they brought me here and I liked it for a while. It had papaya, banana, apple, and carrot pieces in it, plus it was all natural (or something like that)...and no fillers, whatever that means. But after a while, eating the same thing, day after day, got boring, so I did what any dog would do and I said no more of this! I figured if I stopped eating, got real skinny, and laid next to mom so she could feel my ribs, eventually I would get some better food. The plan worked, but not before I got REALLY tired. Too tired to play like I normally did, go on walks like I normally did, or be my normal 'Jack'. There were some days I didn't eat even 1/4 of a cup of food....boy, did the Big Ones get worried! Mom did lots of research and decided to start making some homemade food. She bought some holistic dog book and started cooking away. Now come 6:00 every night, I have got to be the happiest dog in New York City! The food the Big Ones make is GREAT (minus the green beans, they're gross, so I spit them out.) They mix it with my regular dog food, so sometimes, just to make them happy, I eat it too because Mom says it's good for me. Hmph. Check out the pictures of me eating! (And for some reason, they think it's funny that I spit out the green beans and they take pictures of that, too. I make sure to spit them ALL over the kitchen so they make sure to not put them in next time. Eew.)

Jack and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

So today I did a bad thing.
I chewed up Mommy's computer cord.
She was mad.
Very mad.
So mad I couldn't even sit by her on the couch.
So mad she yelled at Daddy on the phone even though he didn't chew up the computer cord.
She spent all day running all over 'the city' trying to find a new cord, and when she finally did, the one she got didn't work. Boy, she was really mad then.
When Daddy got home, I was SOOO excited to see somebody that wasn't mad at me. But then Mommy told him not to pay attention to me either :(
On our walk I caught a pigeon by it's wing. Mommy said no to this too. She told me I needed to go visit Grandma. At this point, I think a visit to BOTH Grandmas would be a good idea.
Maybe then Mommy would forget about the cord, and the pigeon, and the poop I left on the floor.
I really woke up on the wrong side of the gate today.....
Now what should I pack? I'll need my pillow, my blankie, my red dog, the alligator, the mouse, the good food Mommy makes, my treats, my chewies....hhhmmm....that should do it. Look out Grandmas! Here I come!

My first day in school

The big ones thought it would be a good idea if I would go to Puppy Kindergarten to learn how to be a good dog, what they don't know is that I am a bad dog by choice, hehe.

So last Sunday they got me all bathed and brushed and we set out for the trains. Of course the trains on the weekend were late so we waited and waited and no train came. I was in my bag so it was no big deal for me, I was already relaxing. Finally, one came and we went down to school.

When we got off the train I started getting excited. I have never been to school before and I started wondering, "What if all the other dogs don't like me?", "What if I can't seem to handle the fundamentals of good sitting?", and "Just what in the heck do they mean when they say 'No'".

We got there and class had not started yet. My teacher's name is Ricki and she is very nice. That day there was only one other dog there and her name is Sunnie. We got extra attention because we were the only one's there, I heard there is going to be a bulldog there next week.

This week we learned what to do when the big one's say, "Jack." Now they say it all the time and won't let me relax. Everytime I turn around it is, "Jack this", and "Jack that". Phew, it gets pretty tiring.

Well I got to go back to my new toys, hopefully the big ones will be quiet and stop looking at me and saying, "Sit".

Pleading the 5th

Guess what?! That roll of stuff in the bathroom is full of soft, chewy cloth, just like the kind I find in the garbage!

Today when the Big Ones were gone I got it unrolled and chewed it in to little bits then used it to decorate my room! I had a great time! Unfortuneatly, the Mom Big One didn't think it was such a great decoration. (She's so picky. She doesn't like Dad's pictures of Elvis or Frank Sinatra either. She made him put them in the closet. Who put her in charge anyway?) She told me NO, then piled all the pieces in a stack on the black pillow and took a picture of it and said, "Wait until Daddy sees this." Hmph.

I plead the 5th.

She can't prove anything.

And besides - I had sooooooo much fun!!!

New Toy!

I don't really like it when The Big Ones leave, but lately they've been bringing back toys! Check out this one they found to replace my monkey that I hid and then forgot to find...it's just like the PetSmart commercial!

About Me

My name is Jackson Quincy Gronquist-Blodgett. You can call me Jack. I live in New York City with my mom and dad. You can call them 'The Big Ones'. We just moved into our new apartment where I get my own room! It has lots of running water, a tile floor, and paper on a roll that I'm not allowed to play with.

I moved to New York 2 months ago. Before that I lived in a place with lots of grass and dogs to play with. Their names were Rocky, Jazzy, and Zoey. One day 'The Big Ones' came and put me in a bag and took me to another place with lots of grass and another dog to play with named Mylo. Mylo doesn't like to play, so they put me in a bag AGAIN and brought me to a place where I thought I would never see grass again!

Life in New York is full of walks, people, and trees that grow in the middle of the sidewalk. It's pretty great, really, until The Big Ones leave me alone. I tried crying, howling, and scratching at the door, so they bought me a baby gate and let me run around the kitchen. I learned to jump over it in 10 minutes, leaving my food, toys, and pillow on the other side. That's when I got my own room. I figured my own room wasn't that bad, so I stopped the howling and crying and now I'm usually good when The Big Ones leave....I also learned how to surf the internet and post my own blog, so now every so often you'll get to hear about our adventures and see pictures of a day in the life of me, a toy poodle named Jack.