The first creation of blogging with my furry friends. We want you to know how much GOD loves you and how very special you are to HIM! We look foward to many days of blogging with you.
Andrea and "The Perdue Zoo"
Andrea and "The Perdue Zoo"
Showing posts with label Nanuq Speaks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nanuq Speaks. Show all posts
Monday, February 6, 2012
Nanuq Speaks
Hi, Nanuq here! I hijacked my furry brothers blog. Sitka is a blog hog and I have a word or two for you guys, today. I am getting older and my joints are full of arthritis. I am having trouble getting up and down. Mom and Dad are doing everything they can to keep me comfortable in my old age, but some days I have more trouble getting around than others.
Mom took the picture of Savannah and I last Thursday when Savannah came over to visit. I love Savannah. She is my humans granddaughter. When my humans rescued me Savannah was barely six months old and I use to lay beside her on the floor while she played. Savannah and I still like to cuddle! She is now four and half years old and the doggie doctor thinks I am at least 9 years old. I sure am glad she knows how to be gentle with me.
Mom and Dad pray I will have many more years with them. I have been trying to let them know I am old and tired and it is okay. They have given me a good life and I am thankful for my human and furry family. Of course, I don't want to leave them either.
Hopefully, Sitka want get too cranky when he finds out I took over his blog, today.
Cuddling with my humans,
Nanuq
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Nanuq Speaks
Hi, Nanuq here! Sitka is tired this morning, so I hijacked his blog. I am an old guy and thought it might be fun to sneak in while my furry brothers and human mom and dad were not looking. They would never think about me doing such a thing. I am quite, gentle, and rarely say much. I am dad's buddy.
Yesterday, mom and our human brother, Wil brushed Sitka and I for hours. They took away an entire garbage bag of our fluff. Really, do they have to brush us for so long. Sitka doesn't seem to mind, but I would much rather have a good long nap than have mom attack me with those brushes. Mom does not allow a mat or tangle in my fur. I suppose I should be thankful, but I am an old guy who likes to spend my days curled up on a big fluffy bed. Arthritis plagues my hips and knees. My looks are no longer my greatest concern. I sure hope mom lets me sleep my way through today. I hope she has put those brushes away for a few days. Gotta go; my orthopedic doggie bed is calling.
Living the good life,
Nanuq
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