We’ve had Obie going on 3 months now and the only time he has barked (which sounds like a huge dog bark) is when he wants Sadie to chase him. I’ve never heard him growl until the other night, except when he sees his image or reflection in something.

Bill bought me a little book about Westies so I could understand the breed better. I have his little bed sitting beside my chair and he usually comes over and curls up in it. I decided I’d flip through the book so sat down and crossed my leg, which happened to be over his bed.

He came over to lay down and the next thing I hear is him growling and backing up so I figured he was growling at my leg hovering over his bed. I laid down the book and moved my leg and he came over and laid down. So I resumed my perusal of the book and kept my leg on the floor.

He jumped out of his bed and started growling again and backing away and I was totally bemused and couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him. I looked around to figure out the problem and decided he was just nuts so I picked up the book again and the growling got intense when he saw the book.

I turned it over and saw that face on the front and held it up and he backed away so fast that I cracked up when I realized he had been frightened of that picture. I had a blast for about 10 minutes teasing him with it before I decided to quieten down his nerves, yes I know I’m mean.

He now knows it’s not a real dog that is threatening him and I can now pick up the book and read without him going ballistic. This little guy is very entertaining.

Bill was rubbing Obie on Saturday and felt something where they had put his microchip when he checked him at first he thought it was a tick, but saw that it wasn’t and since we didn’t really know how they put the microchip in or what it actually looked like we didn’t want to take a chance that it had dislodged and worked it’s way out. So of course we called the Vet and loaded Obie up and off we went, I wanted the doctor to check out the hernia repair anyhow to make sure it was healing right. I found out that Obie is a cry baby, when we got there he whined and whined till we left.

He checked the spot and said it was just a scab which was a relief and ran the scanner over Obie to make sure the microchip was still there. I had always just assumed that they made a tiny incision to place the microchip and put in a stitch or two, but he explained that they used a needle. When I got Shadow I had him tattooed so I really didn’t know. He then checked the hernia repair. He said it was coming along nicely even though it was a little red and the area was protruding a little so I’ll take his word that everything is okay on the hernia.

Home Again Microchip and how they insert it. Bill had said that he thought they shot it in with a needle, but wasn’t sure and I actually didn’t know until I researched and found the video on the Home Again site which you can view at the link above. While reading about the procedure they said that it didn’t actually hurt, but the Vet usually likes to do it when they neuter or spay. Thankfully he is active and isn’t actually picking at any of his stitches and the antibiotics are helping him heal. I guess his body hasn’t told him yet that he’s not suppose to try and hump his Sister

He’s also growing hair around his eye again so he doesn’t look weird now. Bill and I took a break and rode to Gettysburg yesterday and when we got home Sadie’s food can had been knocked from the bench that we have them sitting on, thankfully the lid was still on, but even if it weren’t there was only a cup of food in it so they would have just had an early dinner even though I feed them separate types of food because of Obie’s breed tendency toward skin allergies. They aren’t suppose to have beef, wheat, or corn.

I had bought some all natural peanut butter dog cookies and broke them up in very small pieces  for treats and had them in a plastic container and apparently Bill had set it on top of the can, it was half full. As you might envision the container was in the living room empty and of course I know who the culprit is because Sadie doesn’t touch anything. I hope Obie at least shared the last good tasting treat he is ever going to have with his Sister. I swear if we ever get another pet it will already be housebroken and older with manners.

Yesterday we had company, 2 of the Grandkids and they were running around and playing and Obie was very excited running back and forth having a great time with them. The oldest at 7 watches over his baby sister while they are playing and I heard him tell her NO in a loud voice and don’t touch that. When I went to see what the problem was the smell hit me first apparently he hadn’t stopped her in time and she had reached down to grab up the poop Obie had deposited on the kitchen floor in all his excitement.

I think he got tired of her grabbing all his toys and played a trick on her.

He’s still a baby and with all the horrible weather he still makes a mistake every now and then, but it’s usually only pee. Too bad he was so excited because the poop was mushy and she is quick grabbing at everything in sight. Nate yelled don’t rub it on you, but she wanted to clean her hand and wiped it all over her little t-shirt, I would have been laughing if I hadn’t had to grab her quick and clean her up while Bill cleaned and deodorized the ceramic floor. Poor little girl thought it was another dog toy for her to play with, of course I am laughing today at the look on her face.

Obie usually comes to us and whines to let us know he needs to go out so he’s doing very well and we’re proud of the little guy. When I’m working on the computer Sadie and Obie lounge around or play, they have blankets all over the floor and toys strewn everywhere. I really do need to get my office cleaned up it’s a mess. Obie is very attached to Sadie and Sadie tolerates him and thinks he’s a pest and slaps him around sometimes. His hormones have been kicking in lately so he does try to get frisky.

Monday is his hospital day he will be neutered and his chip will be implanted and then hopefully we are done till next year. I hope he will heal quick like Shadow, I miss my Shadow so much. I really did humanise that precious animal. Of course I love these 2, but I don’t think of them in the same way I thought about my Shadow. I actually think of them as pets that we need to love and take care of and even though I refer to us as Mommy and Daddy I know we aren’t, but with Shadow I actually felt he was my Son.