Wordless Wednesday Woofs

The Many Faces of Briscoe

Mom says I'm Handsome, can't argue with her on that! BOL

Woofs! 

 

To play or not to play...

Dog Toys? Toys just for Dogs? Have you ever heard of such a thing?! I hadn't..and quite honestly, it sounded a little suspicious. Mom said I was gunna have so much FUN with all my new toys and showed me a big basket full of them. 

A basket full of toys, hmm...Did I mention that I was suspicious?? I tried to be brave, but me against all those toys?! I knew I didn't stand a chance & finally made a run for it...

Mom said it was Okay to be worried about new, strange things. So we put all the toys in the closet except for a couple. One of those is a furry ball that makes a very good dying animal noise (you humans call it a squeak - but I know what it is)! Mom showed me how it bounces and how to make the noise, but my favorite part was how it keeps moving if she throws it. I was beginning to think that maybe toys weren't such a crazy idea after all! So...I POUNCED - and I GOT IT!!

Hmm..I wish I knew what to do from there...

Hope you're having FUN this weekend with your toys!

Woofs! 

The Name Game...

So...Briscoe isn't the name I came with. Mom didn't like the name that I had when I came here, and you know what? I didn't like it either, so Mom said I could have a new one! Mom also said that names often carry energy with them, and I should have a new name to go with my new start. 


But how the heck am I supposed to know what my new name is? Enter: the "the name game"! It's pretty fun..this is how it goes: Mom says my new name, and as soon as I start to look at her, she clicks & then gives me some food. That's not such a hard game!! We practiced inside first which was booooooring, then we went outside which was way more fun!

I included a video so you can all see how absolutely awesome I am at it (BTW - If this is a game - I'm totally winning)!! BOL!

Woofs!

PS - Yes, that is drool all over my face. 
PPS - It's cool to drool kids!

Detox Dog...

Being that I just got adopted, my new mom says there's lots of things we need to change. Like my food and what supplements I'm taking, but first she says that I have to go through a 'detox program'. 

I tried to explain to her that I wasn't really toxic...despite what my butt might say. She says there's lots of reasons I need a detox like:

- I got lots of vaccines, and got them really close together before coming to her. She says that even though lots of dogs get vaccines like that, she doesn't agree with it.

- I haven't been on a fresh, whole food diet. The food I was eating at the vets office makes mom scrunch up her face all funny when someone mentions it. I like that face. And before that I was eating cheap grocery store food and scavenging when I was on the run!

- Mom also says that dogs come into contact with a lot more chemicals than humans do. We walk around unprotected on surfaces that have been cleaned with harsh chemicals or in the street with all sorts of nasty yuck. 

Those all seem like good reasons. But, I wasn't so sure about a detox. I mean, it sounded pretty intense. Mom let me smell it first though, and it wasn't that bad, it smelled kind of like dirt, and I LUVF dirt! She said those are herbs I'm smelling, like Milk Thistle, Dandelion & Licorice.

Then she told me that a detox will help rid my body of unwanted waste that's been building up in my organs, that it will help boost my immune system and will help me feel better. But you know what else she said, she said it will help my body function better. Help my body function better?! Like, maybe I'll have super senses?? She just puts a couple drops in my food everyday and what'dya know...I'm on my way to being BRISCOE THE DETOXED DOG!!! I like the ring that has to it! 


I'll be sure to let you know how this whole detox thing turns out! 

Woofs!

A house full of human stuff...

How do you humans do it? Living in these houses with all sorts of scary things!!

I'll admit, my new place is a bit much for me right now. Even though I ran away from my old home a lot and got to see lots of really cool stuff, I never really got used to loud noises. And because I never spent too much time in a human house, there's lots of things at my new house that scare me!

Like the monster in our kitchen. Mom says it's just the "dish washer", I don't think it's washing dishes though - I think it's eating them! And it probably wants to eat me next!

There's a scary whirlygig in the den. Mom says it's a "ceiling fan", but I'm pretty sure it chops heads off. I mean, have you seen one of those things?? Yeesh!

And then there's the whole issue of going out to do my business. Mom says I have to be on a "harness" & leash until she's sure I won't take off from her yard (moms house & yard had to be approved by the rescue, but I'm super good at figuring out a getaway)! By "harness" I think she meant, small torture device. I mean, it's not so bad once it's on...but, oh, who am I kidding...(see the picture of me in it above for my true feelings on the subject).

Mom says we're going to do some "counter-conditioning and desensitization"...holy batman those are big words. Mom says it will be fun, and it involves food...oh good...I hope that means we feed the "dish washer"  monster so it doesn't eat me!

Woofs!

I'm new here...

Hi, I'm Briscoe. I'm new here...and it's tough being the new kid. 

Have you ever been in a new place, with new rules, surrounded by new people? It's scary and quite honestly, I'm a little terrified and overwhelmed at the moment. My new Mom says this is the start of a grand adventure, so I thought I'd invite you all to join me as I discover everything fun & interesting about my new life. My new Mom is a professional dog trainer and a canine nutritionist. She also utilizes holistic modalities...I have NO clue what any of that means! But, she seems to think I will like it all, so far she seems nice enough so I guess I'll give it a try.

 But for now, here's a little more about me...
I'm a purebred Bullmastiff, but I'm small and didn't come from a reputable breeder. The family that purchased me as a puppy never socialized me or taught me any life skills (including any obedience behaviors). Mostly, I just spent time running away from there until they finally gave me up to a rescue. I didn't really work out in a foster home (I like to boop other dogs on the head), so I was boarded at a noisy, busy, vet clinic until my new mom found me listed on Petfinder! She came out to visit me and knew as soon as she saw my face that I was supposed to live with her...so here I am...and as she says, the adventure begins.


Woofs!