Is that me or Matt Lauer??
(I may need a comb-over.)
I also have an itchy butt. Do you know how hard it is for me to scratch an itch on my butt? You humans have it easy.
Well Mommy assumed it was the corn and wheat puppy food I was given at the breeder's. She switched me to some yummy no grain puppy food. But the itching didn't stop at all! Then a light bulb went on in Mommy's noggin. CHICKEN! Ah-ha!! That has to be the culprit.
She told me my sister Darla (who I never got to meet) had skin problems for most of her life until she figured out it was poultry. Many Boston Terriers have a poultry allergy but they don't know it.
Here's Darla at her worst. Daddy said she looked like Keith Richards. She even had that icky rusty brown staining on her legs and paws.
(I bet Keith does too.)
Here's Darla after steering clear of any poultry.
So yesterday she
When Daddy came home he plopped my new dog food on the table. But guess what?? He bought the wrong one!
Uh-oh. Mommy's head started to spin like Linda Blair's, as she loudly said, "Are you kidding me?? You bought the wrong one??!! I wrote it down!! I'm gonna kill you!" I'm pretty sure she didn't mean that last part. But Daddy may want to sleep with one eye open.
Thankfully, Mommy had another dog food that contained no poultry, so I'm eating that until he goes back to the pet store. I did get treated to some boiled cod with boiled sweet potato and zucchini. Boy, was that good! I was so excited to eat that dish, I smeared it all over the place as I ate. I'm sure Emily Post would have been mortified.
Gracie still hates me. She's always giving me the stink eye. She acts all tough when she's up on the couch and I'm on the floor. But as soon as she's down to my level she either runs to Mommy or Daddy for protection or she bolts and runs upstairs where it's safe... For now. Wait 'til I learn how to climb stairs. Bwa-ha-ha!!
The other day she did let me jump all over her. But I think it was because she was frozen stiff from fear. Daddy's getting frustrated because she's not standing up to me. Mommy says it's just going to take time.
Well, I'd better go. Mommy thinks I'm going to take a nap. She doesn't have a clue! ((giggle))