Please follow my exploits on my NEW blog created by my own real live dad! I'm so happy in my new home. And he's very strong - he carries me down the stairs so I don't hurt myself. Who could ask for more? Well, maybe some turkey jerky. But wait - I'm already getting that too. I'm the luckiest guy in the universe!
Here's my new address: http://mrmagoober.blogspot.com/
Monday, November 29, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Live, from MA - It's Friday Night!
Well, as expected, my new parents came and they just love me! But honestly, who wouldn't? As my FM said, I certainly helped to drive and navigate home, it would have been easier though if they had let me crawl in the front seat like a tried a few times. When we finally got to my new home it was great! I snuffed and snorted around making sure I knew where everything was. Then we had dinner and I scarfed mine down and even ate all my medicine too.
It has been a long day, so I am going to bed early and promise to do a whole lot of snoring (I took a nap and they say I snore exactly like a human, they must be crazy!)
I will try and write about my exciting new life, but I'm sure it will be filled with so much fun that I will forget occasionally.
Love Magoo
(and, note from the FM - he's sleeping on his new lion!)
It has been a long day, so I am going to bed early and promise to do a whole lot of snoring (I took a nap and they say I snore exactly like a human, they must be crazy!)
I will try and write about my exciting new life, but I'm sure it will be filled with so much fun that I will forget occasionally.
Love Magoo
(and, note from the FM - he's sleeping on his new lion!)
Can I say THANKSGIVING?!?!?!?!??!
It's official, it's 100%, Magoo has found his new home!
This is the FM corresponding for him while he's in transit. His new parents came to meet him this morning and, as expected, drove off down the driveway with Magoo in the back seat, offering driving tips and navigational help, as always.
It was love at first sight - I am always surprised at how the foster dogs know when they meet their new family. He jumped happily into their car and never looked back - just exactly as we wanted. No regrets - he's moving on to the next chapter in his life.
His new young parents are the MOST marvelous people, and they've stepped right up to give Magoo the perfect home, including a brand new crate, and a "safe" room for him to be alone in when they go to work. Most of the time, though, his dad will be working from home, so Magoo will have almost constant companionship - he's so excited at the prospect he can hardly stand it. They even rented a car to pick him up in since they felt he might not be comfortable in the back seat of a pick-up truck! After all, he is a big guy, and he's used to his couch (and yes - he already has his own special couch in Joe's office).
After he helped us load up all his belonging into the trunk, he got his first gift - a brand new lion toy. He was in 7th heaven! I've got some pictures of him with it that I'll send along later, but for now, just take a look at him with his new parents. No more squinty eyed, downtrodden, hairless critter - this is a big bold male Bullie absolutely BURSTING with pride as he shows off his new family.
His new Mom said she'll be keeping up with his blog once we figure out how to do it long distance!
This is the FM corresponding for him while he's in transit. His new parents came to meet him this morning and, as expected, drove off down the driveway with Magoo in the back seat, offering driving tips and navigational help, as always.
It was love at first sight - I am always surprised at how the foster dogs know when they meet their new family. He jumped happily into their car and never looked back - just exactly as we wanted. No regrets - he's moving on to the next chapter in his life.
His new young parents are the MOST marvelous people, and they've stepped right up to give Magoo the perfect home, including a brand new crate, and a "safe" room for him to be alone in when they go to work. Most of the time, though, his dad will be working from home, so Magoo will have almost constant companionship - he's so excited at the prospect he can hardly stand it. They even rented a car to pick him up in since they felt he might not be comfortable in the back seat of a pick-up truck! After all, he is a big guy, and he's used to his couch (and yes - he already has his own special couch in Joe's office).
After he helped us load up all his belonging into the trunk, he got his first gift - a brand new lion toy. He was in 7th heaven! I've got some pictures of him with it that I'll send along later, but for now, just take a look at him with his new parents. No more squinty eyed, downtrodden, hairless critter - this is a big bold male Bullie absolutely BURSTING with pride as he shows off his new family.
His new Mom said she'll be keeping up with his blog once we figure out how to do it long distance!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
One More Night!
I'm off to bed in a few minutes - I need to get my beauty rest because I think my new parents are coming tomorrow to meet me. Everybody says that if they meet me, they'll never leave without me. I hope they're right.....I need a family of my own, even though I know the foster parents will miss me terribly. They'll probably cry and get all mushy and stuff. The FD even took tomorrow off from work so that he could be here.
I have my bags all packed, just in case. And all the FM's lists (you know her - the List Queen) and instructions are ready to go to. I haven't told all my toys yet though - I don't want them to be too excited at the prospect of a car trip! You know how they can be. And I promise not to keep asking "Are we there yet?"
The FM said she'd take pictures and send an update tomorrow night if I'm not here to do it!
I hope everybody had a marvelous Thanksgiving.
I have my bags all packed, just in case. And all the FM's lists (you know her - the List Queen) and instructions are ready to go to. I haven't told all my toys yet though - I don't want them to be too excited at the prospect of a car trip! You know how they can be. And I promise not to keep asking "Are we there yet?"
The FM said she'd take pictures and send an update tomorrow night if I'm not here to do it!
I hope everybody had a marvelous Thanksgiving.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Gooble, Gooble, Gooble
Happy Thanksgiving Everybody!!!!!
I bet I have the MOST to be thankful for of anybody we know. I get to have my first ever holiday feast (I can't wait to try the stuffing and sweet potatoes - YUM) and then in just about 36 hours, I get to go to a REAL HOME with real parents who'll love me and take me places and feed me and take care of me. I won't ever be cold or hungry or uncomfortable again, and I think I'll have a last name, too. If that's not the most to be thankful for, I don't now what is!
Love,
Magooble
I bet I have the MOST to be thankful for of anybody we know. I get to have my first ever holiday feast (I can't wait to try the stuffing and sweet potatoes - YUM) and then in just about 36 hours, I get to go to a REAL HOME with real parents who'll love me and take me places and feed me and take care of me. I won't ever be cold or hungry or uncomfortable again, and I think I'll have a last name, too. If that's not the most to be thankful for, I don't now what is!
Love,
Magooble
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
A Bittersweet Day
(but not without its excitements!)
The FM took me to the Post Office today so that I could say goodbye to my best friend Jimmy. He made her promise that if we didn't both LOVE my new parents, I wouldn't have to go with them. And he gave me his phone number and e-mail address so I can get in touch with him if I ever need help. I gave him lots of hugs and kisses so he'd be sure to remember me, and I promised to write when I have time.
I continued packing my stuff up today, but I also found time to help the FM with some outside chores. You know me - the tireless, selfless helper! It's in my blood - I just have to be involved, and I so love to be useful. It makes me feel very important. We were putting some of the agility equipment away for the season and even though I worked really hard carrying stuff back and forth, I did take a few opportunities to have attacks of zoomies - I was racing around like a maniac, with my ears and flews flying, scooting along at about 117 miles an hour. I think I left flames behind me, I was running so fast. Then I played one of my favorite games that involves sort of crashing into the FM, and grabbing her leg or her pants and then zooming off before she can catch me. It's SO much fun, especially when I cut her off and she almost falls. She doesn't mind though - she knows I'm right there to catch her if necessary. (editorial note from the FM - DO NOT believe everything you read - he's a maniacal little beast who likes nothing better than to trip me and then pounce on me when I'm on the ground with what he considers to be "catlike grace" Not quite.....)
We did have one "moment" today though - a slight disagreement. I just knew that I could do the A-frame, even though she kept saying I shouldn't. Once, when she had her back turned carrying some jump standards, I started up the A-frame. She heard me though. Uh Oh. You wouldn't think somebody that old could move that fast - she looked like something fired out of a grenade launcher! Or maybe she was flying on her witch broom. I don't know for sure, but she got to me pretty darn fast. Too bad I was wearing a collar, because she managed to grab me and stop my daring and swift assault on Mt. Everest. Such drama - you would have thought I was going to fall off or something. Who cares that it's almost 7 feet high - I could have done it. Harrumph. Just wait - when I'm out by myself tomorrow, I plan to get right up there on the top and then I'm going to howl! Just to let her know I've done it. I'm not a baby - I wish she'd stop treating me like one.
Here are some pictures of me (of course!) with Jimmy. (well, maybe not - for some reason the server keeps rejecting the photos - I'll ask the FM to try again later - she stays up later than I do - it's time for me to go to bed now!)
The FM took me to the Post Office today so that I could say goodbye to my best friend Jimmy. He made her promise that if we didn't both LOVE my new parents, I wouldn't have to go with them. And he gave me his phone number and e-mail address so I can get in touch with him if I ever need help. I gave him lots of hugs and kisses so he'd be sure to remember me, and I promised to write when I have time.
I continued packing my stuff up today, but I also found time to help the FM with some outside chores. You know me - the tireless, selfless helper! It's in my blood - I just have to be involved, and I so love to be useful. It makes me feel very important. We were putting some of the agility equipment away for the season and even though I worked really hard carrying stuff back and forth, I did take a few opportunities to have attacks of zoomies - I was racing around like a maniac, with my ears and flews flying, scooting along at about 117 miles an hour. I think I left flames behind me, I was running so fast. Then I played one of my favorite games that involves sort of crashing into the FM, and grabbing her leg or her pants and then zooming off before she can catch me. It's SO much fun, especially when I cut her off and she almost falls. She doesn't mind though - she knows I'm right there to catch her if necessary. (editorial note from the FM - DO NOT believe everything you read - he's a maniacal little beast who likes nothing better than to trip me and then pounce on me when I'm on the ground with what he considers to be "catlike grace" Not quite.....)
We did have one "moment" today though - a slight disagreement. I just knew that I could do the A-frame, even though she kept saying I shouldn't. Once, when she had her back turned carrying some jump standards, I started up the A-frame. She heard me though. Uh Oh. You wouldn't think somebody that old could move that fast - she looked like something fired out of a grenade launcher! Or maybe she was flying on her witch broom. I don't know for sure, but she got to me pretty darn fast. Too bad I was wearing a collar, because she managed to grab me and stop my daring and swift assault on Mt. Everest. Such drama - you would have thought I was going to fall off or something. Who cares that it's almost 7 feet high - I could have done it. Harrumph. Just wait - when I'm out by myself tomorrow, I plan to get right up there on the top and then I'm going to howl! Just to let her know I've done it. I'm not a baby - I wish she'd stop treating me like one.
Here are some pictures of me (of course!) with Jimmy. (well, maybe not - for some reason the server keeps rejecting the photos - I'll ask the FM to try again later - she stays up later than I do - it's time for me to go to bed now!)
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