The nice people at Pet-Super-Store.com sent me an awesome new bed to review. I wanted to review it right away, but Mom had to go out of town and she doesn’t like me to post on my blog without her. She’s such a control freak, right?
Mom tells me that it’s probably a good thing it took me two weeks to review because she and I have a special rule. If it’s mine, I can do anything I want to it. That usually means that it’s going to get destroyed if it has:
1. Stuffing
2. Furry exterior
3. Zippers
4. Things I can pull apart
5. A squeaker in it
This bed had everything except the squeaker and Mom was afraid that by the time she got back the bed would be completely destroyed. I tried my best, I really did! As soon as Mom got it out of the box, I knew it was mine and immediately tried to take it apart. That’s how Mom learned that the pillow comes out AND has a zipper so she can wash the case. I found the zipper within two minutes because I have zipdar. If it has a zipper, I’ll find it and do my best to take it off.
Mom says that doing the review two weeks after getting the bed is a good indicator of how well made it is. It still looks brand new, even though I’ve been sleeping in it and messing with the zipper every.single.day. If Mom was home, she would have tried to make me behave with the bed, but Dad was in charge while she was gone and he lets me get away with everything.
I’ll bet you’d like to know about this indestructable bed, right? It’s called “The Dutchie” and comes in lots of fabrics. I’m not good at math, but I think I counted 41! It just so happens that Pet-Super-Store.com sent me the exact fabric I’d pick- Urban Animal.
The “The Dutchie” comes in four sizes fitting puppies from 15 to 70 lbs. I am a pound over the medium size, so I’ve been sleeping in the large. I love it because I can stretch out if I want, but lots of times I like to cuddle up next to the sides. The sides are really supportive! When I tried to do that with my old bed, the sides just flopped over.
Mom left my old bed out just to see which bed I’d choose. She knows that I like my stuff, so was surprised to see me in my NEW bed every morning when she came down stairs. The old bed might as well go to doggy bed heaven because it’s dead to me.
Last week I mentioned that I’d be hosting a giveaway for a 40.00 gift certificate, and today I’m going to tell you how to win!
Even though I think EVERYONE should have a pet (especially a dog!), their stores carry items in all sorts of categories. For example, you can use this certificate for a bed or bedding sets, or you can use the certificate for anything sold in any of the other 250+ specialized CSN stores.
Of course, I think you should use the certificate at their pet store!
I really like this booster seat because it has a heater, just like my mom’s seat in the car. It also boosts you up so you can see outside, like my car seat (which isn’t so fancy!)
So, I’ll bet you’re wondering about the rules, eh? Here you go!
You’ll receive one entry for each of the following:
1. Leave a comment here on my blog telling me you want to win! Be sure to leave me your email address. Don’t worry, it won’t show up to other readers.
2. Join my facebook page and leave me a comment there. Be sure to mention that it’s for the CSN store giveaway.
3. Join the Mutual Admiration Society and write something nice about one of your family members, furkids or friends (be sure to invite them to the page to read it!)
This gives you up to three entries to win. I’ll draw the winner at 5pm PST on Friday, June 11 2010. Good luck!
Mom bought me another interactive toy because she can tell that I like to use my noggin. She’s seen Nina Ottosson toys in some of the “It’s me or the dog” episodes, so she found one that she thought might challenge me. It’s called the Nina Ottosson Plastic Brick.
There’s a YouTube video from the manufacturer on how to start using the game, but Mom thought it was boring and wanted to see how quickly I could figure this out without too much prompting.
This video shows the first time I used the puzzle. As you can see, it didn’t take me long to figure out (duh!).
The next video is the third time trying out the puzzle- this time with the bones in the middle. That was a little more challenging for me, so Mom tried helping me out by giving me the “touch” command. My favorite part is the high five at the end, because I deserved it!
I’m not being paid or prompted by the manufacturer to rate this toy, so you are getting the honest truth when I give this toy a two paws up! The entire line of Nina Ottosson puzzle toys are kind of expensive, but they’re really sturdy and Mom can think of lots of other fun games she can make with this toy.
If you’ll recall, Mom promised to never clip my nails again after the bloody massacre. She had her knickers in a twist because I had two clipped nails and the rest looked like miniature talons. Her friend Jeff came to the rescue and said that she should try the PediPaw on me. Mom was a little unsure about this idea because I really hate having my feet touched (it tickles!), but decided to try it anyway.
We played high five with it while it was off and then while it was on. I really liked that game because every time I gave the pedipaw a high five, I got a treat. Little effort- big reward. Just the way I like it.
Mom was able to grind all 8 of my nails, without any bloodshed. Sure, I didn’t like her pulling at my paws, but she can be bossy and I tend to let her do what she wants when she gets that way. Seriously, she’d make a great military sergeant.
Jeff also recommended the Furminator. Mom thinks that’s the bomb diggity because I don’t shed anymore as long as she combs me a couple times a week, and I think it’s great fun to try to get the fur after she’s pulled it off the comb. We sure play fun games. Mom’s swell.
Thanks Jeff for the hat tip! I’m looking even more handsome than before. I didn’t think that was possible.
Mom has been cheating when it comes to potty training.
I wasn’t quite six weeks when I first came to live with Mom and Dad. It was really cold outside and Mom was too lazy to get didn’t feel like getting up in the middle of the night to take me outside to go potty. Besides, I was so short that Mom couldn’t tell if I was going potty or not and it was cooooooollllllllllld outside.
First she tried potty pads, but I just played with them and ripped them up. Next, she used this Floor Protection Tray. That worked out much better because there were no edges to tempt me. When Mom and Dad were awake, they kept it in the garage and took me out every half hour and told me to potty on it. I usually did, even if it was just for show.
At night, they put it in the kitchen where my doggie bed was. I was usually pretty good about going on it during the night, but hey it was dark and I missed a few times.
When I got a little older, they got me a UGODOG Indoor Dog Potty, because I was tracking potty over the floor after I’d go. This thing has grates on the top, which kept me from tracking wee wee all over the floor after I’d go potty.
This thing was great. They bought some cheap shop towels from Costco to put underneath the grate and changed them out a couple times a day. That was WAY cheaper than using potty pads and they felt good about not adding potty pads to the landfill.
Mom and Dad left it inside the house, behind the couch. Every time I’d go potty on my dog potty, they told me what a great kid I was. They also took me outside to go potty and I usually pottied on command like a champ. Well, unless something caught my eye. Then I’d forget what I was supposed to be doing.
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve pottied outside more than inside, so Mom took away my crutch Dog Potty and guess what? I’ve been accident free for three days! Mom is starting to trust me that I’ll ask when I need to go out and that’s working great. Dad still doesn’t trust me, so he takes me outside every time I wander behind the couch where my Dog Potty use to be. He’s getting his exercise, that’s for sure.
Mom doesn’t even put my dog potty in the kitchen at night anymore and I’ve held it all night long. I don’t know why she was so shocked. I’m almost six months old for Pete’s sake.
Sorry I’ve been holding out on you. I was sort of embarrassed that I wasn’t really potty trained, but now I am proud to say I’m a card carrying, going outside to potty guy!
. That worked out much better because there were no edges to tempt me. When Mom and Dad were awake, they kept it in the garage and took me out every half hour and told me to potty on it. I usually did, even if it was just for show. 
, because I was tracking potty over the floor after I’d go. This thing has grates on the top, which kept me from tracking wee wee all over the floor after I’d go potty.
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