Nurse Jetty

Hey It’s Jet Here.

Part of my Scooby Doo Academy curriculum focuses on health and wellness.  This section includes my own health and wellness as well as others.  My sister, Koko, had a special knack in this area.  When Mom burned her foot a few years ago, Koko knew the exact location and tried to minister cleanings every day.  Unfortunately, the burn needed more intensive human treatment, requiring special bandaging.  Koko licked around the bandage and gently laid her chin over Mom’s foot every day for about four months to protect from further injury.  Koko also did therapy work as I’ve shared before; she provided a great model for me.

Yesterday, Mom finally spent some time at home.  I heard her tell my Auntie Liz that she would finish knitting her scarf by bedtime.  (She and Auntie Liz have an art show next week at the Miami Beach Botanical Garden.  Mom sold more knitted items and spice mixes recently than expected (yippee, more biscuits), which means she has to knit and blend really, really fast to increase this thing called inventory by next week!

Anyway, she spent a few hours knitting yesterday.  I kept her company and practiced my nursing skills.  From all the walking at that Art Basel stuff she had two boo-boos on her foot.  I licked her wounds for so long, I put myself to sleep!  Jetty, thank you for your loving care yesterday, you made me feel betterYou have a gentle touch, just like Koko did.  Your welcome Mom.

My favorite part of nursing Mom’s feet is when she puts this stuff called Shea Butter on her boo-boos.  I must control myself because I want to lick it right off her foot.  Mom always asks me to wait while she covers her boo-boo and then lets me lick the small amount of shea butter still on her finger.

Another great and helpful day.

Artistically Disappointing

Hey, It’s Jet Here.

Besides excluding K9s from attending Art Basel week exhibits, I learned that we were seriously underrepresented at:

Five opportunities and what, three paintings?  What happened to MAN”S BEST FRIEND?

Jet, if it makes you feel any better, felines appeared with lower frequency.  Only elephants appeared in equal percentage to the glorious K9.  Here are the K9 subjects from all 5 venues. 

                                  

Really Mom, that’s the best they could do?  At least one creative soul had the sense to capture one of my relatives!

Another great and art critic day.

I Can Cross Train

Hey, It’s Jet Here.

Mom went to her first event of that Art Basel thing yesterday.  She and my Aunt Liz attended Scope and Art Asia.   Mom described the event as similiar to Food and Wine with the big white tents.  I politely listened to Mom share details about what she saw.  However, only one thing perked up my ears.

Mom said this print was the ONLY dog featured in the whole exhibit thing last night, what were those artists thinking???

The famous photographer, William Wegman donated this print, “Cross Training”, to raise money for up and coming photographers.  Mr. Wegman, I can cross train, I’ll let you take my picture.  Jet, Mr. Wegman only photographs weinmaraners, you’re too fluffy my boy!  I’ll photograph you anytime, your photos make me smile and laugh, just like you do in person!  Thanks, Mom.

Another great and photographic day.

What About Me?

Hey, It’s Jet Here.

I’m a little sad this morning.  Here’s why.  You know that we, of the K-9 persuasion have really good hearing.  So, last night, Mom spoke with my Auntie Liz for a long time.  Sometimes, Mom uses this Do-hickie thing on her head so she can talk and have her hands free to do stuff like: feed me, pet me, brush me, walk me … oh and wash the dishes, cook, or work on the computer.  Other times, I hear voices in the room when I only see Mom because she uses this button called speaker.

Anyway, Mom went on and on with Auntie Liz about this stuff called Art Basel, Art Miami, Pulse, Scope, Art this, Art that, etc.

She said that Grandpa generously gave her something called VIP passes because he’s unexpectedly traveling to someplace far away called China.  I could tell from her voice that she has happy feelings about this stuff.  For five days, really soon, looks like Mom will virtually disappear from our house.  She blocked off all kinds of time in something called a calendar to go all over Miami to see art.

Now, I totally understand when Mom leaves me to: earn biscuit money, buy stuff to make our house comfortable, buy food which she shares with me or to take my human sister places.  But, this doesn’t sound good… I heard Auntie Liz ask, “Can Jet have a few sleepovers at someone’s house?”  Mom had the good sense to say, NO, however, she did say she would have to figure out how to cover her time away.  Away?  Hey Mom, I like art, I’m a connoisseur of the finer things.  Don’t I like gourmet food – YES!  Don’t I like beautiful scents like fine shampoo – YES!  Don’t I enjoy mingling with people – YES!  What about me, Mom… WHAT ABOUT ME???

Jetty, Jetty, Jetty, I’m sorry you feel left out.  Unfortunately, the people in charge of Art Basel and the other art events did not have the foresight to permit K-9s to attend.  I promise you will remain on your schedule, have lots of attention from people you love, including me in the morning and at night.  You know how you like to go on car trips to the park?  Well, I like to visit with friends and participate in fun things, too.  Sharing time with friends and having fun enriches our lives which I know I want for you and I know you want for me.  Well, since you put it that way, Mom, I guess I understand.  I’ll even wag my tail a lot when you come home.

Another great and understanding day.