Day 658: FAQ, First Edition

Welcome to my new regular feature what I will call...

Fursday's Answered Questions

This new regular feature will give me a chance to answer questions what have been posed from my friends on a variety of subjects. I sure hope you all will please play along and by 'regular', I mean I will be doin this on Fursdays when the mood strikes... Just splainin!


Question One, asked by The Thundering Herd...


"Woo - does mom have her paw bandaged and is she wearing the cone so she does not lick it? Just saying."


Question Two, closely related, asked by The OP Pack...


"We are sorry to hear mom hurt her paw, sort of like our Mom hurt her back. Does yours have to wear the lampshade? BoL. Hope she is better soon."


Answer:
There is two-fold UP side to this whole Mom has a sore paw fing... and it is (1) She has been layin round wif the right hand elevated, what mean her left hand ain't been up to much more than pettin my head (and also the Bleu's, of course).


And (2) In deed there is a DOG and we finally have justice. The Mom is in a cone / lampshade and while I cannot operate the camera, I can provide you wif a reasonable facsimile...

[She is not nearly as cute, but she does have the sad and forelorned eyes...]

Question Free, asked by the pittie pack...


"we loved your easter basket. can we come ofur and play??"


Answer:
That sounds like HUGE fun!!! But please do NOT bring your bunny ears however on a counta... I beg you, please do the not! You guys look real cute, and nuffin bring a smile to my face quite like you in the bunny ears...

But that is One Big Bull(i)et I been dodgin for last 658 days here! Can't hardly wait to see you soon (sans the big floppies. just sayin.)!


Question Four, asked by the very lovely Miss Khyra wif the beautiful floofy tail...


"Will trade pekhans fur berry treats? Or is that will trade pekhans fur blog time?"


Answer:
As great Pekhan Tykhoon... I am happy to trade treasures for many fings... For example, I would trade half my pecans to be a comforter!

And I would trade other half to be the grasses!

Just sayin!


Question Five, asked by the Sam...  in regards to how I behave when I bring in a pekhan...


"Do you walk around first and have that "I've-got-something-I'm-not-supposed-to-have" look?"


Answer:
I am glad you asked. When I come in from the "Last Call" at night, the Mom closes and locks door behind the me, sets security alarm, turns off lights, brushes her toofies... and most times I am waitin on her in the big bed. But some times I am not. Some times I am pacin floors. Just waitin on some fing. Silly look on face. Silly shuffle in foot. Wonderin when I will be discovered.


And if I am not called into question, I hop onto big bed (happened a bunch o times)... and spit pekhan out onto the Mom's pillow. If I try to decribe, it is a little worried expression between my eyes, you know... a little life this:

But wifout the ears.

[In spite of fact I not wearin the cute ears what my the Mom loves, she always fank me and give me big hug... what make me fink, I wonder if I can do it again tomorrow!]


And Question Six is asked by The Bumpass Hounds & Kitties (but mostly The Hounds):


"Tell us about those berry treats that youse guyes like so much. We don't think we've had berry treats."

Answer:
Well, first let me say that the Berry Treats are a most tasty snack and I should be the Official Spokesdog. Just sayin. Just starting a campain.

These tasty treats are a part of the Natural Choice line made my Nutro. They refer to them as "Crunch Treats With Real Berries". (They also have apple and carrot flavors what are good but berry is the best, just sayin).  The delicious smell alone will drive you wild and ingredients include dried cherries, blueberries and cranberries!

An open package inspires excitement and excitement... like this:

Me and the Bleu we get equally excited and compete over who is first frew the door when called... who is fist to sit... who is first to shake... who is first to do most any fing where the berry treats are called into play! I should explain, however... we BOAF get the treats, ALL WAYS... we just compete over who GET FIRST!

Day 573: Surprise!!!

I fink we can all agree... Life Wif Dogs is just a bout funnest fing ever!!! Why, even I... the Luke... must set aside my macho pride and give the big props where the big props are due. That Nigel Buggers is some fing else! And bout monf ago, he have contest... he say visit the blog of  Bev B and Blue Collar Dog Treats, and identify last pitcher of this post! 

I enter... and much to my SURPRISE... I win!!! And just take a look at the beautiful package what delivered to The Wright Brothers today!!!

I quickly read a sweet note from Bev (close up pitchers the Mom took were blurry... will try to retake!)... and then quiver and snort... Let's get this open!!!

One beautiful layer off... and then there's a nother beautiful layer! Wif each off... the smell is better and better!!!

Open it up open it up open it up open it up open it up! ... Another beautiful layer!!! Check out sticker on tissue... it say 'GOOD DOG'... It almost like the Bev she know me personally! Just sayin. :o)

Oh my Dog... these treats smell HEAVENLY!!! Open it up open it up open it up open it up open it up!!! [What i would give for opposable fumbs!]

And the Bleu he is behind me sayin "Hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry"

The eagle has landed, the package is opened and I am sitting!!! ... And seconds later savorin the tastiest treat I've tasted in a L O N G time! Mmmmmmm...

And here if the Bleu, and you cannot tell but he is smackin his lips on a counta the peanut budder is just that peanut buddier!!! Mmmmmmmmmm...

And I also smack my lips and quickly sit again for "Please O Please I beg you... may I have one more Blue Collar Treat???

I fank you from bottom of my sweet heart... but really you don't have to hold me back from helpin the Bleu clean up the crumbs from he second treat... Just sayin.

My sincere fanks to the Nigel  for the contest and also to the Bev for the prize!

Any of you out there wif a peanut butter toof... I recommend the Peanut Buddier for sure but I bet they are all tasty-riffic... Blue Collar Dog Treats rock (and you can order them online at that link... Do it today!!! And please excuse the Bleu on a counta he fink they misspell he name)!!! Just sayin.

Day 546: 156 Golden Retrievers... And Then Some More

Ahem... I am the Luke! And I am one very special boy to my the Mom!

Two of my mainest fings what I love to do... is blog and just be bout firteen inches from my the Mom!


And over course of last few monfs, I have done less and less of former and more and more of latter on a counta the Mom, she hog compy... and now I tell you great big reason why:


Golden Retriever Rescue of Houston


It morally horrific that there is need for dog rescue at all... ever! But now economy in dumper, and fings are even worser than ever. Between extreme number of shelter rescues (what is GRRH priority) and barrage of owner surrenders, it is HUGE year for intake... and then sadly, slower year for adoptions...

I relate to ALL those pups on a counta I was owner surrender who ALSO spend 8 monfs wif Fuzzy Friends of Waco before the GRRH find me... so you gotta know I want to help any which way I can!!! This some time mean posin for the pitchers, turnin over some of my a llowance... but mostly it mean givin of my the Mom's time (my least favorite donation).


You see... my the Mom "keep" the website for GRRH, and it is tedious, detailed, an abundance of time consumin work and truly you have NO idea how much time I spend at her feet. 

The past few monfs have been... well, I don't fink "overwhelmin" even begins to describe em. It has been a real struggle to make any progress whatsoever, as the availables page is terribly out of date by time (20+ hours work) it is reassembled and republished.

My the Mom is not well wif lettin ANY one down, particularly a Golden in need... but most especially the me (and also the Bleu, of course)...!!! She haul a coupla ton o guilt round here, between GRRH and what GRRH take away from our fambily time...

And all this... is what keep me from bloggin and readin and commentin on my good and treasured friends' bloggies... on a counta the Mom fink we should do other fings what don't involve compy!

Now as for me, I dream we can find some one or two or free to help wif the GRRH website!

Life is about balance. Time is precious. No body understand that more than the Luke. And Luke love to blog! Just sayin.

Day 450: Sweetness X 3

Here I am in all my relaxed state of very much sweetness and also devotion while the Mom she does some compy work.
I do so very much love the Mom, the flashy fing is not my favorite to gaze upon!

And all that said, I do so hope the Mom capture best angle of my boyish figure...

But then again... Why I care? I beed in stable and lovin relationship. Ain't goin no where to the else... so I guess nuffin wrong wif lettin it all hang out!!! I still pretty darn cute and sweet!

(Just hopin the sweet ladies of my dreams can preciate handsome and sweet the Mama's boy wif strong self esteem!)

Day 446: Last Night Pitcher of Sweetness

Ok so last night, my the Mom was chattin wif my Sweet Daisy's (and also Tucker's) the Mom, and here I am just coupla feet away and lookin very very sweet.
Really... I am. Very sweet. Very devoted to hangin wif the Mom. Very much the love bug waitin to put the her to big bed!

Just sayin.

Day 402: Blog Honor and Award

My best pal, the Checkers, honor me wif this special award!

And if it not thunderin and rainin and stormin to high heaven... I have way more to say, but it is and so I limit my verbosity to just this, for now...

I love the Checkers, and he blog is special part of my every day!

Day 396: Catchin Up, Big Nouncement and Also Request!!!

Catchin Up

Last week beed a busy and somewhat stressful week. I not get chance to blog and so now I present to you boaf hi and lo lites:

1. The Mom had very much work stress includin after hours client meetin on Monday evenin what on top of tiredness from out of town weddin trip was just too much. She say big comfort to just flop wif us boys.

2. Last minute Dog Show t-shirt ink color not work out so had to call audible... and just hope for best on a counta there nuffin else can do.

3. GRRH brought in firteen dogs (hard to believe 13 Golden Retrievers in dire state in one week but they are!) middle of week and the Mom had to get them in the Adoption Book and also on website before the Dog Show. She finish at midnight fifteen on Friday mornin and so my four firty snuggle request come early to the her.

4. I spend week bein good boy and followin the Mom ever step oh and also givin Pink Baby and others big workout.

5. The Bleu spend week bein silly on a counta he back to bein the Mom's "toot-toot" and feelin like he ornery self. He spend lotta time beggin the Mom to play "I got this ear. And that one. And this leg. And the tail..." He love that game and get so excited and I look on and wonder what wrong wif the him to think that fun game... Just sayin.

6. The Mom come home Friday from Dog Show and her dogs were tired and I not talkin bout me and the Bleu. She worry frewout day on a counta weather report threatnin but it not come true and so we have good chillin evenin tho it hot out of door.

7. I got big happy surprise on Saturday what the Mom, inspired by the Aunt Dav, cook up for the me and the Bleu! (Look for upcomin post!) Just sayin!!!

8. I got big unhappy surprise on Saturday what was passle of thunder and not much rain. I got real upset and I jump over the Bleu head bout thousand time tryin to find where I wanted to be... but then the Mom try her new therapy what work somewhat ok and more on that later.

9. Sunday was a lot of family time and even though the Mom had to catch up on chores, she also talked and sang and rubbed our heads and laid down so we could lay down beed side of her and it was very good day what make me remember the good ole days what not so busy. Just sayin.

10. Today was ok day until the Mom left for factory and then it was great when she sneak out from work at 320pm and get home early and it was wonderful for few short minutes until the thunder it did start. She try thunder therapy on me and I end up fallin a sleep on the Bleu's legs and ok kinda nestled up into him but don't tell no body on a counta that NOT befittin of the Luke image. I fink the Bleu leg prolly lost circulation in he legs but he so happy I not havin nervous breakdown and jumpin over he head... he lay perfectly still. Just sayin.

I sorry for beedin so wordy but just had big time gap to fill in and don't want you to miss nuffin on a counta I knowed you beed waitin wif the baited breaf... (ha)

And now if I may ask the Bleu for drum roll what really he too long toe nail in 3 point circle spin on hard wood floor...

BIG A NOUNCEMENT:

Thanks to the vigilant and scared Mom, good doctors, good medicines and more than ANY thing else... ALL WHO HAVE PRAYED OVER ME...!!!

I will not be havin surgery this Thursday on a counta my lumps are gone and there is nuffin to remove!!!

It is miracle and nuffin less. And there is no way I could ever thank you enough for all you have wished and prayed for the Luke. You see, when I go to oncologist after the mast cell tumor surgery, he only give me 10% chance it not recur. And prediction was it would recur wifin 6 monfs.

I beed a boy wif skin problems any and all ways and as Doc Mark say, I have had bout least one of ever thing and most of them he took off of the me.

And I know I already beed too verbose but I close wif this one last of two things... Ever time the Mom tell the Aunt Karen that Luke deserve break... the Aunt Karen say, "Luke got he big break was when he found his the Mom"...

REQUEST!!!

And now my second and most important of last two things... I am relieved to learn that the Woodrow is feelin better (and that Tank still has an ear!) and that is please, please, PLEASE keep prayer goin for the Phantom on a counta we most certainly will. Miracles do happen and odds are beaten and I wish and pray for sweet Phantom a thousand miracles and then some...!

Me and the Mom and the Bleu (of course) love you all!!!!!

Day 386: DAYZED, Confused and Grateful

I am so barassed on a counta I seem to have lost most a bility to count when come to days... but rest assured the Blogger one who count the 500 posts so Winners can consider them self exempt from the Luke mathematical challenge, confusion and big booboo.

I think this Day 386 and I should stress THINK... but exact number not all that portant when come to what I have to say...

GRATEFUL

My big lump what was size and shape of pecan (in shell) has oozed and ruptured somewhat and now is flattened and even smaller than it was at the lunch time today and wif ception of the obnoxious warm compresses what the Mom put on it bout million time a day... it not botherin me no longer...!

And followin up on orders, the Mom talk to the Dr Mark this afternoon by phone to give him update and he say progress bout what he hope for and might be free (3 is long to me) weeks before I healed and then we valuate what left and whever surgery gonna be necessary to remove it.

And so here hopin ain't nuffin left and please know I think I beed here in this place wif such high hope in large part due to your prayer and SUPPORT and please continue include the me in the them. Not sure I can ever repay you adequately but you got Luke word I WILL DO MY BEST!

And please also I ask this very very VERY most important request...

Please please PLEASE remember my friends the Phantom and the Woodrow who also need prayer of recovery and healf and happiness... on a counta they SO more than deservin and also I love the them.

And if I have missed any the one else who have specific need, please know it beed crazy round here right now and I am very behind on the keepin up wif my friends... I sowwy but please know that all of the you are all ways in my prayers on a counta I love you and you just are!

Day 400: Wordy Wednesday, Winners, Another Trip To The V-E-T And Also Thunder...

Thank you to all who congratulated me on my 500f post! Many wonder how I post so many, not know really but guess just got lots to say after so long in backyard wifout freedom of blog...!

Winners

I am pleased to announce winners of my little contest and they are my good friends:

The Thundering Herd
Thor
Subi
Tucker, Daisy and Leo
Khrya

What o what you may wonder did you win??? Well even Luke don't know just yet... but can say your prize will be hand selected for the you next weekend at Reliant Park World Series of Dog Shows! And I truly hope it will be sumfin you (might have to shop for the Leo elsewhere!) and your family will enjoy! I also beed workin on lil graphic for you to put on your blog if you so choose to honor our Freedom to Blog!

Now... how do I get your address??? Well I gonna have to get my email put on this blog but also my the Mom will try get in touch wif the you frew your email address if she can find it... but please DO keep checkin by!

V-E-T

I know you know I had two lumps examined last Fursday but what you don't know is the one what I was to worry about what was on top of my mast cell tumor scar has now completely ruptured and there is nuffin there. And that is good thing.

But what you also don't know is that lump on back what was nuffin to worry bout... went from size of small mosquito bite to size of grape between time the Mom went to work and came home yesterday...

She immediately call doctor but it almost time for them to close and Doc Hamelers say it sumfin should be looked at but not emergency and so the Mom make a pointment wif the Dr. Mark for today.

And so we went. And it was not fun. Well... wif ception of my the Aunt Karen surprisin me there wif the berry crunch treats... it was not fun.

Dr. Mark closely examine spot on scar and he think it ok. But then he try aspirate lump on back and... let me take deep breaf and figure out how to tell rest of story in mixed company...

It not go well and they had to put the face mask on me and anyway, again wif the stainin of the slides and here are results:

"Swelling at location of aspirate from last week. Pus cells found today. No apparent tumor cells. Mast cell possible but much more likely cellulitis or abscess forming. Administer antibiotics and pain medications as prescribed and apply warm compresses several times daily."

That, I guess is good news, but there is still lingerin possibility bout which the Mom is frettin but not me on a counta shot and pills add to extra benadryl the Mom give me before we leave home (in case mast cell tumor)... all that on top of excitin car ride and I beed tired that is until...

Thunder

Insult added to injury and me and the Mom spend last bout 45 minutes in bunker wif the her holdin warm compress to my back.

Prayers and Apologies

I humbly ask you please keep Luke in your prayers that this is infection what will be cleared up soon. I remain on surgery schedule for July 23 just in case... but prayers to God's ear and maybe just maybe it won't be necessary...

Never thought I would pray for cellulitis or abscess but am. Just sayin.

And now I must apologize on a counta preoccupation of the Mom and therefore the me. We, I mean I have not made our blog rounds on a counta boaf the frettin and exhaustion.

Please know I love you, miss you, will be back in routine and catch up real soon!

Day 399: My 500f Post Celebration and Contest!

I am on brink of 400f day and this beed by 500f post and this cause for the celebration!

And so to first five who post comments, there will come a surprise what I will make every attempt to select for the you! Don't get hope up too high... will not solve world peace but might be some small sumfin you like, I hope.

Thanks to the Mom my 399 most special...and to you my dear friends who comment so devotedly, you make my 500f post effortless!

wif very much love for you ALL!

The Golden Boy Lucky... Cool Hand Luke

Day 377: Sixteen Hands, Two Pokes and a Trolley Ride

Good day today on a counta the Mom she stay home and you know how I like that! Uneventful mornin I spent huntin squirrel in backyard till it got too hot, then enjoy me a nice afternoon nap in dinin room until free-firty (yep 3:30) when I hear my leash rattle!!!
The Mom leash her self up wif the me and she tell the Bleu we beed right back and he not really believe her so she board me in the trolley and go back right quick to kiss him on the nose and splain things.

Now before you get wrong idea, I told him bye too but it mighta come out sumfin more like "I goin and you not" but I not have total recall...

So the Mom head the trolley west and I enjoy scenery and blast of cool airs and most of all leanin on the Mom.

DOC OFFICE

And then we pull up at Fairbanks Animal Clinic and I really excited and enjoy good pee in the grass but wif first whif of waitin room I think NO NOT TODAY I DON'T THINK SO.

But the Mom insist and so we go in and immediately I pick out man wif idle hands and he begin rubbin my head. Then my Aunt Karen came in and I was in Heaven wif the her and then this real sweet lady start talkin to the me and her hands also very lovin. And then a tech come round from behind desk to get summa Luke and then my name called and I make wide turn to get some lovin from another woman sittin in the corner. Gotta tell ya... at this point I real happy boy!

In little room, I hop right up on scale and weigh in at 74 pound what is proper weight for boy my size and tech cannot resist gettin some good Luke love and so she does. And then Doc Hamelers also does come in and loves on me too. And she make comment bout sweet spot on top o my head and the Mom tell her that where the angel kiss me...

And that was fun but then she got down to the business and I get poked but it not bad on a counta they beed four women wif a ton of lovin and sweet talk and gentleness to dis track the me! Doc say right thing what we wanna hear and that is it don't have a pearance of mast cell tumor but maybe cyst, but she stain slide and see. And I hope she don't get in trouble for the stain!

And then things settle down and while we wait in little room I keep showin the Mom and the Aunt Karen the door out of the little room in case they forgot where it was. Never know bout two of them. Just sayin.

DIAGNOSIS

Doc come back in few minutes later wif the news better than we fear and worse than we hope.

She use lotsa big words and then splain them, but long story short... she see lotsa in flamatory and other round cells wif no granulation and really does not think it is a mast cell tumor... but because mast cells are also round and can degranulate and on a counta this bout quarter inch from site of malignant tumor removal... she think it most certainly does need to come out just to make sure.

So we confirm we keep surgery a pointment what the Mom schedule this very mornin wif the Dr. Mark (who fill up fast) for July 23 after talkin to him at lengf bout all manner of circumstance and situation. And then we tell the Aunt Karen goodbye and we love her and thank her for her support all ways and then trolley turn east wif the cool airs just a blowin!

HOME AGAIN

And when we get home, we go for walk down street to talk to nice man who tend my lawn and he tell me I handsome fellow and rub on my ears! But that not the best part...

Best part was walkin into house and gettin once over by the Bleu who comment he smell sixteen hands on me what do not belong to the Mom and two of them are the Aunt Karen's and it ain't fair.

I sail past him for the waters bowl and I not say word bout the pokins on a counta what happen at the doc stay at the doc... well, ceptin for the lovin part! Besides... a little jealousy never hurt anybleu.

Now as for the Luke, I gonna try to forget problem and enjoy ever drop of life for next free weeks... the Mom find that not so easy but it work in my favor, if know what I mean! ;-)

From bottom of heart, thank you all for your thoughts, prayers, sweet comments and for offerin my need up to the Saint Francis. Hard to feel scared and a lone when feel love and support of so many good friends and that mean world! It really do!

P.S. FREE MORE THINGS

1. I forgot to tell you that poke on back is nuffin to worry bout but sumfin for the Mom to keep eye on and believe you the me she will. Just sayin.
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2. I kinda tired and not in mood for photos (Aunt Karen got a good one at the doc's office what I will post soon) so these are best I could do under circumstance... Just sayin.

3. Some day before this one I got confuse wif my Day Numbers for my posts and so I need ti go back and correct them but ain't gonna happen no not today. That said, this truly beed Day 377. I pretty sure. Or I think. I get back to you on that...

Day 373: Thinkin Thursday

My the Mom is worried you might think my post is flippant, self serving or insincere... but please hear me out...

The Mom woke up at 230am this Thursday mornin wif one thing on her mind... and that was Laska. I only known the Mom but for one year and one week, but I can tell you that she was puttin the where abouts of Laska dillemma frew the proverbial ringer. She did not go back to sleep but capped her thoughts wif prayer for Laska's safe return upon her risin.

And then tonight the Mom read Khyra's Early Friday post... and her early mornin thoughts came back to the her.

You see... she first imagined Laska out there alone. And then she imagined the escaped GRRH Goldens she's known to be lost for days and weeks and more... out there alone. And then she imagined me, the Luke, out there alone. And then she imagined the Laska, once more... out there alone. And it came to be a circular argument in her head... Laska, surrounded by the Goldens... out there. For her, there was no panic as to whether the Laska is safe and will be found... but her anxiety was how soon.

Because of the images my the Mom conjured in her head... the animal communicator's directions have so much meanin!! So, the Bleu and I have chosen, just like in the Mom's mental images, to surround the Laska in the Golden. Peoples are rarely frightened of Goldens... and Goldens, for the most part, bring calm and security to the other breeds... and hopefully most of all to the Laska, for sure.
We don't know Laska's whole story, but the thing about rescue dogs is we are for most part very smart and independent. Think about it... we almost always had only our self and our spirit to thank for our survival!

Me and the Mom got strong hopes for the rescue once more of the Laska... but she want me to mention just one more thing what she say might mean sumfin, might mean nuffin... but sumfin she think bout in early mornin hour...

long body of water.

She know nuffin bout area, but boaf sides of long body of water just keep repeatin in early mornin thoughts.

We go to bed tonight wif prayer, and we surround the Laska in all manner of gold.

I think, frankly, the Mom still shook up on a counta I make BIG run for it on my very second day. If I not stop and get preoccupied wif the cat I chase up tree... she might still be lookin for the me!

Goin to bed prayin...

Day 371: (Not Quite) Wordless Wednesday

My friend, the Checkers taught me that Saint Francis really can deliver good outcomes...

So I go to him today wif the real HUGE needs of some of my friends:

Laska: Missing and Lost. A gorgeous Siberian lost near Point Breeze Drive in West Milford, New Jersey. Please see his beautiful photos and read more on my good friend, Khrya's blog! Please tell anyone you know in the area. Laska needs help!

Bear: Needs your prayers! JB is Bear's (kitty kat) brother. Please take a look at JB's Small World blog for photos of the handsome Bear.

And I want to take this opportunity to thank Khyra and her the Mom for their many selfless acts of kindess and the depth of care and concern they have for ALL the animals and their peoples, too. Wifout them, I would be in the dark about the needs of Laska and Bear. And thanks to them, the Power of the Paws is in action!

Day 350: Dear Friends

I need apologize to my friends on a counta I not been able to post much less read my friends' bloggies...

It just matter of I can't blog when in cone on a counta I cannot see the keyboard... and then when cone off, the Mom workin hard for the GRRH and also wif the moonlight to ensure me and the Bleu not livin under the bridge. Just sayin.

So it just situaton I need ask for consideration and forgiveness for... We really behind, and we hate that!

Please forgive the me when I absent for long while and then pop up. It not ideal, but it what I can do... for now!

Just know I love you all! And this hurt.

Day 335: Special Delivery!!!

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

Day 206: Dogs Wif Blogs

I am truly honored to be welcomed into and included wif elite group of Dogs Wif Blogs!

Golden Boy Luke gone global and best part is I make more friends all round the world!

You know how I love my buddy Dino in Taipei... and now I make friends wif pretty Golden girl Amber-Mae who live in Selangor, Malaysia... and also a fun family called The Four Musketeers what are two mini Shnowzers and two Goldens who live in Singapore.

I say it over and over... but it good to be Luke.

And not many times do I have urge to ring up Chapter One and just let em know how I rise above in spite of how long I was held down.

I try not to but sometime imagine they probably think I either been put to eternal nap or aggrivatin someone else right now like they think I did them.
Sometime I don't want em to know how ultra-uber-utterly-over-the-top wonderful life is for me now, and sometime I do.

Sometime I want em to feel good bout finally makin right decision to let me be all I posed to be but still feel bad on a counta all they missed by stiflin me... and sometime I just want em to continue their life what was so easy to reject my needs for eight plus years and not look back... on a counta I try not to.

And that make me reflect on all that make Luke... Luke. And I sometime wish I been here all my life so I could be here longer cause I love this life and this Mom wif all fiber of my bein and just wish forever was longer... ya know?

But if not for all that stuff, I might not truly appreciate all it mean to be Dog Wif Blog!

(I'm listed on Page 6 and am #1093... and that means there's almost 1100 friends for me to make and blogs for you to check out!)