I'm A Glutton...Really ???

Dear Diary...I'm a glutton...really ??? I didn't know whether to be insulted or not...You see Debbie accused me of being a "glutton" a few days ago...Yep...I've been in trouble AGAIN...A few days ago I got to  have a rawhide bone to chew on...it's a treat I don't get very often but I always only chew small pieces and it gets taken away from me after a couple of hours...at least I think that's what happens...they always come up missing after I've had them awhile...Some dogs I'm told have actually swallowed them whole...YIKES !!!...but again...I've never done that...Debbie just figures that small amounts keep me busy but too much could cause an upset tummy...and she's always talked about my "sensitive stomach"...That rawhide bone was pretty tasty...and  Grandpa...<3...was here for supper so everyone was enjoying their evening in the dining room and talking...well...during their talking ....I ate the entire thing...:/...Debbie searched the whole house for it after Grandpa left...I was gonna tell her what I did but she was getting more upset by the minute and I chose the "beats me what happened to it " look....that was followed by checking the vet sites on the computer and trying to figure out what to do...Debbie found out the solution...What I thought was good news...going off my diet...didn't turn out as great as I thought it would be...I got plain old cooked rice...and soft canned food ...and LOTS of water...and pumpkin...now I really like pumpkin...it's good...and it has lots of fiber in it...so no complaints about that ...but I didn't really like the rest of it...I've also come to understand that this "fiber" stuff is somehow linked to my bathroom activities...for the next 4 days I had absolutely no privacy while I was outside...Debbie watched me like she paid for the event !!!...Good grief...I get shut out of the humans bathroom  for such actions...( an activity that Maggie is allowed to witness )...But ...good news is...I'm fine...I never got sick...not even a little bit...Things are again back to normal here except my secret is out...my sensitive stomach is really made of "cast iron"...As for being a glutton...Debbie helped me look up the definition...*Gluttony...is an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires...*...and even though Debbie says this was her fault for not watching me more closely she still says I'm guilty...sigh...can't win...Love...Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...I'm willing to bet I never see another rawhide bone again...Deb has probably already called the North Pole to tell Santa to not bring me one for Christmas this year no matter how much of a "good dog " I am...gotta start thinking of what to ask for this year...Oh...and I'm supposed to tell all of you to never leave your dogs unsupervised with rawhide bones or maybe consider never giving them to your pet at all...:(

I've Been Told I Owe Them An Apology ...

Dear Diary...I've been told I owe them an apology...Debbie has always tried to teach me to be polite..(She says that I'm stubborn and in desperate need of obedience school)....I've tried to be polite but I have to admit that I really don't quite understand just what that is...even though I'm a WonderDog I just don't get it...I'm gonna do what my instincts tell me to do...how was I to know that maybe it could be taken the wrong way ???..and that makes me feel bad...so ...here goes...

Dear Librarians...I am sorry I barked and growled at you ...I really didn't mean to hurt your feelings...I'm a good dog really...I'm kinda protective of where I live and I hadn't seen you guys for awhile...not since all the snow came YEARS ago...Maybe if I got a haircut I could see better and would have known who you were...so...I really want to be friends again...please ???...I always bark...ALWAYS...but I like nearly everyone...honest I do...Say...If you want I could guard the library for you too !!!...Lots of love ...Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...Please accept this picture of some pretty flowers...It's a present from me just to you ...:)

***Oh...Larry...I know you are the one who told on me...maybe Deb needs to find out about the bag of nacho chips hidden in the kitchen...

I Know She Put It In Here Somewhere...

Dear Diary...I know she put it in her somewhere...It's the beginning of day three of my food bowl being gone...I never would have thought that constantly demanding more food would have caused this situation to happen...I'm pretty sure I saw Debbie put it in the dishwasher...and I know that checking out it's location will only get me in more trouble than I already am...:(... But good grief... It's MY bowl !!!...My meals are arriving on time but...once the food is gone everything is gone...well...my water bowl is still there...but everything else is gone...did I tell you it's filtered water ?....but the food dish is gone...I have my very own filtering pitcher in the fridge that is just for me...they took my food dish...and my water is icy cold just the way I like it...no food bowl...I think just maybe they are treating me bad...did I tell you that next time Debbie goes to the pet store I get a new sweater for Spring...they haven't been nice to me lately...I want my bowl...Debbie moved my Serta bed to a different place away from the furnace because she thought I was getting too warm...they are mean to me....my food bowl...I have to find it...it's definitely in the dishwasher...I can smell it...oooooo...I can smell the hamburgers on the broiler pan ...which weren't shared with me...she's not watching...oh yeah...hamburger drippings....yummmm...you may think you've won this battle Deb...but not yet ...the treatment I'm receiving in this household is not acceptable...at least not to me...Feel sorry for me yet ???...Hoping for some love from my readers ...with hamburger drippings on my chin...Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...I see my chance to try a trashcan dive...she's not looking...Debbie is picking up my toys for me...got my own toybox too...ugh...she locked the lid...and put something heavy on top of it...can't get into it...defeated.....................:(

Boy Did I Pick The Wrong Day...

Dear Diary...Boy did I pick the wrong day...All I wanted was more food...No one was paying attention to me ...I got tired of barking so I decided to check out the trashcan in the kitchen...Jackpot !!! ...a box that had something tasty ...only crumbs... but I was desperate...Once I have a treasure from a trashcan dive I'm not likely to give it up...Debbie usually tries tricking me into going to my food bowl to get me away from the prize I have...but not this time...she didn't give up getting it away from me...I wouldn't give up either...the result was a torn box with pieces of it scattered under the dining room table...( I prefer dining in style thank you )...She won...:(...and I went to check out my bowl for a consolation prize or at least the pleasure of dropping it on her foot...and what do I find...???...NOTHING...no food...no crumbs...no stray pieces of food near by ....NOTHING...not even my bowl...she took it...my bowl...she took it...:(...now I can only have it if I'm being fed...I pushed her too far this time...Don't get me wrong...I got fed...I did...I just wanted more...How can I ask for more if there's no bowl to go to and bark at until I someone gives in ???...no bowl to drop on the floor over and over again ...(metal bowls make a sound that is difficult to ignore)...no bowl that might have a tiny crumb in it...I've really done it this time...I need to get back in her good graces and I'm not sure just how to do it...Feeling slightly ashamed and a little disgusted at being out smarted...Lucey

I've Been Dreaming Of This Day For So Long...

Dear Diary...I've been dreaming of this day for so long...and I bet you have too...It's the first day of Spring...You may think that a WonderDog couldn't possibly know what Spring is ...but I do...Debbie has talked about it for a long time now and talked A LOT  to me about it...about how one day I could go outside without my sweater...or go outside without my paws freezing to the driveway...or go outside without wading through snow...or ...well..."go"...outside !!!...That means that my "spot" will soon appear again...Thank goodness...my spot being gone has been very disturbing to me (and everyone else...there's a lot of raking to do) ...So I began the Spring festivities a little early by trapping Maggie in the bathroom shortly before midnight...the bathroom door wasn't latched... I knew she could get out of there if she wanted to...I sacrificed sleeping on the forbidden couch and opted for the floor...right...outside...the bathroom door...she had to pass me to get out of there...hehehe...I figure I need to fight whatever battle I can around here to gain control over the cat...Debbie says that I'm persistent  if I'm anything...I'm not sure what that means but I'm not about to give up no matter how long it takes...Maggie was rescued when I got my breakfast...food ALWAYS trumps revenge...at least with me...Oh...and Deb...I heard you tell Maggie it was safe to go upstairs...I also know that you CARRIED her out of there to safety...traitor...Until next time...Love...Lucey

But She Didn't Stay Mad For Long...

***The following story actually happened today in a matter of a few minutes time...Ashley telling it was far funnier than the following ...but here's Lucey's version of the adventure...

Dear Diary...Something happened today...I got to go for a ride in Ashley's car...now that has happened before... not often though because Ashley is real picky about her car and doesn't like dog slobbers on the windows...but Ashley wanted company on her errands around town so I went with her and Larry did too...Ashley put me in the backseat and would you believe she actually expected me to stay back there ?!?...NO...I tried to get to the front seat and sorta got stuck on the console trying to do it...I think that upset Ashley a bit...but she didn't stay mad for long...Larry helped me out and then I got to ride shotgun like I always do...only I got to ride in Larry's lap...now THAT never happens !!!...(I ride in Debbie's lap every now and then)...What fun !!!...he put the window down and held on to me...I got to put my head out of the window and enjoy the nice day !!!...I was so excited...when we made the first of Ashley's stops I got in the backseat so Larry could get out...but I managed to put the back window down before Ashley could shut off the car...I don't think she was too happy with me...she had to come back to fix that...but she didn't stay mad for long...we got to ride around a little and then we had to come back home...Ashley tried to take me back in the house...I wanted to go with Larry in the truck ...how was I supposed to know that she had my leash ?...I guess I nearly pulled her over...sorry about that Ash...pay attention...but she didn't stay mad for long...(As for the little accident I had in the yard on the way back into the house...I was excited and well...I'm sorry...Debbie will take care of that...honest)...Now we are back home and I'm feeling much better about things around here...I don't EVER remember Maggie going for rides in the car or truck so I guess maybe I do have at least one privilege that she doesn't...as for Ashley...she can get upset with me real fast but I know she loves me...I just hope that when she discovers the slobbers on the back windows in her car she still feels the same way about the WonderDog...Love...Lucey...P S...Hey Ashley...the quicker you clean those windows off the better...dried slobbers are difficult to remove...:)...they're just like cement...:/

Shaking My Head...

Dear Diary...I'm shaking my head...Time and time again I see that Maggie has it made around here...she has a full food bowl that is kept in the human's bathtub...the entire upstairs to call her own with includes a big bed with plenty of pillows and blankets ...a nice spot to sun herself every day...one bed for sunning in the morning and another one for the afternoon...and her own special box for pooping indoors...INDOORS !!!...I can't imagine they allow her to get away with this stuff...I can't do that...I know...I've tried...all kinds of trouble breaks out around here if I try half the stuff she gets away with... it finally occurred to me today who is really in charge in this house...IT'S THE CAT !!!...To make matters even worse I'm convinced that the humans have no idea that they are being had...It's a sad situation...:(...Unsure how to handle this...must warn the family...soon...before it's too late.. Love...Lucey

In What Universe Is This Fair ???

Dear Diary... In what universe is this fair ?...This morning the bathroom door was left open and I decided to sneak in and see if Maggie was anywhere around...And what do I find ?...not only is her food dish full...it's overflowing ...AND I got one of those "if looks could kill" stares...she leads such a privileged life...sigh...I spend a lot of time at the bottom of the stairs and I know what goes on and I bet if I were allowed upstairs I could live this life too...she gets to sleep in the same room and  bed with the humans...:/...if I had the chance to bat at their faces at 5am I bet I would get fed...I bet if I could sit on them and be nose to nose with them until they open their eyes I would get fed...or chase cough drops all night until I get the wrapper off of it ...they would feed me...I bet if I used her litter box at  3 am and they had to get up to open a window they would feed me then too...I can see that the answer to the food problem here lies in where one gets to bunk for the night...hummmmmm...I would gladly trade the forbidden couch for Maggie's sleeping arrangements...a problem to be worked on...in the mean time...go ahead Maggie...gorge yourself...hoping your stomachache is a whopper ...with the wheels in my head always turning...Love...Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...Sorry if I sound bitter...but like I've said before the double standard in this house is unbelievable...:/

What The Heck Happened ???

Dear Diary...What the heck happened ???...Yesterday it was warm and muddy underfoot...today...well...for the first time ever...the WonderDog is speechless...:(...Staying near the furnace and feeling depressed...Lucey...

There's Something Behind The Garage...

Dear Diary...There's something behind the garage...I know it's there...a stray cat ?...a raccoon ?...maybe a mouse ?...I'm not sure but I'm determined to find out...The last couple of days I've tried to check it out and Debbie is just as determined to not let me...:(...She says that it's muddy and icy back there and I'll slip and fall...don't laugh...I know she's right...(I've slipped before and injured my back) ...but I think it would be worth the risk to find out just what's living back there... I'm not one to let a couple of muddy paws stop me...finding another cat to play with would be fun...(Maggie just isn't into playing with me...I've tried)...a raccoon...not so much fun...they don't play fair ...and mice...I get rid of them...they scare Debbie and one of my many talents is "mouser extraordinaire" ...a title I'm proud of and take very seriously...So...Deb...let me find out what's out there... Let me protect this house...I'll find out if this intruder is a threat or just someone to play with...Please ???...Trying to do my job and do it well...Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...If it's another cat maybe Maggie would play with them...NOT !!!...she's hopelessly anti-social...:/

***MISSING***

My red ball...It's my one of my favorite toys...Larry gave it to me when I was sick...I've searched everywhere...I thought I knew where I put it ...Occasionally it gets put away in my toy box but it's not there either...I looked under the forbidden couch...not there...in my bed...nope...not there...it should be easy for the humans to see...and feel...it's slobbery and covered in dog hair...:(...if found please contact me at 1FI-NDMY-BALL...thank you...:)...Lucey the WonderDog...Oops...found it !!! Never mind...:)

This Old House...

Dear Diary...We live in an old, old house...Larry and Debbie say it's over 100 years old...I wonder how many that is in dog years ???... I'm great at overhearing conversations around here and I get the idea that old houses can be challenging...something always needs repaired...or is leaking...or needs tightened...or just plain fell apart...But there are good things too (Debbie had to give this one some thought)...like big old porches to sit on in the summer...nooks and crannies to hide in (Maggie takes advantage of this)...and best of all ...the floor furnace !!!...I admit to being afraid of it for the first few years that I lived here...I would always walk around it ...never on it...it scared me...it either felt too cold or too hot...there are holes in it...and strange noises come out of it...smells sometimes too...:(...but one day I realized that the humans in this house are around it a lot !!!...(especially this winter)...so I decided to be brave and see what the attraction was...IT'S GREAT !!!...heat comes up from there...lots of it...I'm on it every chance I get...Debbie had to take my collar off in the house because I kept getting my dog tags caught in it...:)...The humans around here now have to wait their turn to warm up...and they soon learned that if they do get their chance and leave the furnace for any reason they better not be gone long...:)...Until next time...gotta go...the furnace is running...Love... Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...Debbie says that I'm so bad about laying there that she's vacuumed up enough fur  to make another whole dog...wow...I hope not...I've got enough competition around here as it is...:/

I Got Distracted...

Dear Diary...I got distracted...I was only thinking about Maggie and waiting for her to come out of the bathroom...I didn't hear him come in the backdoor...The WonderDog letting anything get past her is real unusual...but it happened just this one time...Remy is home !!!...It was already dark outside and it looked like everyone was settled in for the evening...a couple of the humans here were even sleeping...one of them was on the forbidden couch and the other one was on the floor furnace...I heard Debbie say my name to get my attention ( the fact that she was awake should have told me something...:/)...I looked up and there he was...Remy !...I haven't seen him since I used to get in trouble for scratching my back on the Christmas tree...I ran right up to him and he remembered me after all this time...I asked him to take me outside and he didn't even grumble about the late hour...he just did it...:)...so I let him sleep on the couch instead of me...I just made sure he put the quilt on it...Looking forward to playing football and getting extra belly rubs...Love...Lucey the WonderDog...P S...I hope he's game for a 3am walk tonight...Remy is the only one who will do that for me...:)

It's A Terrible Habit...Not !

Dear Diary...Debbie's says that I've developed a terrible habit...I think I need to get two breakfasts...Now just what is wrong with that ???...It all started a few months ago...Larry would feed me and then Debbie would too ...It seems one of them didn't know what the other one was doing...(snicker...snicker...)...what WonderDog wouldn't take advantage of that ?...They did eventually figure it out though...then I got sick...during that time my food schedule was real messed up and I got fed several times during the day because of all the medicines I was taking...I'm back on the old schedule now...EXCEPT for the breakfast thing...LOL...they've tried everything to cut me down to one breakfast...one "tiny" portion and the regular one...NO...two equal portions...NO...one portion and then hiding in the bathroom...NO...trying to ignore me...IMPOSSIBLE...(Debbie claims I'm driving her "crazy" ..."crazy" must be near that "insane" place...I still haven't found out just where that is located)...I know the "full" line in my own stomach for crying out loud...They are worried about me gaining back the weight I lost...15 pounds thank you very much...(I'm proud of it too)...but they need to think of all the calories I burn off just trying to get that second portion...all the jumping...and running...and dancing...and toy fetching ...and barking (Debbie says it can shatter glass...I'm kinda proud of that too !)...My humans are pretty stubborn...but I can out-stubborn them every time... ya see that's the trick to it..."time"...I got lots of it and they don't...So...all is quiet here now...my tummy is full...had my drink of water...my morning stroll is over...and so is my morning workout for breakfast...it's time for a nap...until the garbage truck gets here...gotta let Deb know they are here whether she wants to know or not...Lots of love as always to my readers...you really do mean a lot to me...:)...Lucey the WonderDog...

It Doesn't Happen Very Often...

Dear Diary...It doesn't happen very often...but it did this week...I got left alone for the evening...Oh...they promised to come back in a few hours and they did...but I hate to be left alone after it gets dark...:(...Debbie left some of the lights on but I know that it's just Maggie and me here and she's not the best company...I think Maggie likes to be left alone...I can sit for hours at the stairway waiting for her to come down and never see her...Me ??? I need humans around me...especially if it's dark outside...I've said before that I guard this house and guard it well but when they're not here I hear noises and there's no one to tell...that makes me anxious and well...a little scared and a scared WonderDog is not a good thing ...so to entertain myself I decided to play with Debbie's Kleenex box ...that probably wasn't the best move on my part ...:(...I got lots of attention when they came back home and not the kind I like...Deb was a little upset with me...good grief I only ate two of them !!!...she's more protective of her precious Vicks Kleenex than I am of my food...she thinks they smell good...trust me...they taste even better...I had no choice but to try the Kleenex...Debbie moved the trashcans so I couldn't get to them...(sigh)...she knows me too well...But like I said...they came back...I really would have liked to go along too...I would have been good...I'd like to see Ashley too...I know when she leaves she goes to her home...I'd like to see that...Next time I'm going to ask if I can go too...Love as always...Lucey the WonderDog......P S ......I bet there's a whole bunch of new things to explore there...and I understand that there's no cat !...(just some deer in the backyard...I'm used to that...we have them too !!!)

It's Canine Evidence ...Honest...

2012...It's Canine Evidence...Honest...

Chapter 11 in the life of Lucey The Wonder Dog.....Lucey has had a quiet weekend and a well deserved one after the "fish" incident from last week...I'm still apologizing for blaming her for Hannah's untimely death....actually this isn't the first time she has been blamed for an apparent "murder"....a few years ago we adopted Lucey and added her to our family which also includes a cat named Maggie....Lucey likes cats but we never considered that the cat wouldn't like the dog....Maggie HATES Lucey.....an understatement really...anyway....one afternoon we heard Lucey upstairs barking at the cat and made her come downstairs before a fight broke out....a few minutes later l leaned over to pet the dog and came up with a bloody hand...this dog was COVERED in it.....(she has black fur so the blood didn't show up)...I was yelling that Lucey had killed the cat....I was certain that she had...and no one really wanted to go upstairs to find out either....Ashley heard all the yelling and wondered what was wrong with everyone....she was holding a purring cat that looked fine and very "innocent " too....seems there was a fight....all the blood was Lucey's and it was everywhere...the cat had scratched her pretty deep in a couple of places and then you know how dogs "shake" themselves off...I had two crime scene rooms to clean up.....Maggie may be a little cat...she really is small.....but she can hold her own with the dog...we now gate the stairway for the dog's own protection and Maggie is mostly an upstairs kitty...if there is ever an investigation done in this house I am publicly stating that the blood evidence upstairs is canine.....

The Famous Fish Story of 2012...

Chapter 10...the further adventures of......LUCEY THE WONDER DOG....I admit it has taken me a couple of days to figure out just how to post this one without it sounding bad....bad for Lucey or me....read this and you decide....a couple of days ago I decided it was time to clean out the small fish tank that Ashley's Beta fish Hannah calls home....the transfer to a smaller container went well and I cleaned the tank and filled it with clean water....any one with fish knows that you need to wait awhile for the temperature of the water to come to a level that is good for the fish...so Hannah had to stay in his small container...with a lid....opened slightly for air...awhile and quite awhile later I checked the container to see how Hannah was doing....guess what ???...NO FISH !!! I looked in there three or four times and even checked the top of the lid ( maybe stuck there...who knows ) and still ...NO FISH...so I checked the floor....now a purple Beta should show up on a white floor...I was in my bare feet so I would have known if I stepped on it.....not on top of the counter.....oh no.....where's the dog ???

...I found Lucey....who would NOT LOOK AT ME....the fish must have flipped out of the container and the dog ate it.....what else could it have been...the cat won't go in the kitchen if the dog is around...soooooooo I texted Ashley and Remy with the bad news...one of them suggested that Lucey not get any supper that night ....she's on a diet so the fish put her over her calorie intake....they took the news way better than me.....so I went on with my day feeling kinda bad and keeping company with a guilty looking dog.....buuuutttt.....I kept cleaning the kitchen and guess what I found behind a piece of furniture.....yea .....the fish....it flipped way further than I ever thought it could have....Ashley said it had strong fins.....I have promised Ashley a new fish and apologized to the dog.....

It's Too Much For A WonderDog To Take...

Dear Diary...It's too much for a WonderDog to take...Today Debbie is cleaning out the refrigerator...I don't even need to be told what a refrigerator is either...It's a fantastic place...a dream for any dog...it's where the humans keep a good bit of their food...I know...I watch...I'd really like to help her with this...I could save her trips to the trash and garbage disposal...(oh...and I know what that is too...so much good stuff gets put in there !)...Hey...I could even clean the containers for her...Will she let me help ???...NO...I've tried to think of ways to break into the fridge over the years but so far have come up short with the answer...just think of all the goodies I could get if I only figure out how to pull the door open...I'd be good and leave some leftovers for them...honest I would...ok...ok... no I wouldn't ...I figure it would be pay back for this diet I'm on...So...here I sit from afar...drooling...and watching perfectly good edibles (for a dog) being thrown away...and not a crumb for me ... I admit to feeling sorry for myself but Debbie is happy...I've caught her looking in there smiling a couple of times already...sure Deb...taunt me...Lucey the WonderDog...P S ...I didn't know until today that "science experiments" can be kept in there...I swear I heard her say that more than once while cleaning ...:/...who knew ?

From 2012...Lucey Wasn't Writing Her Diary Herself At The Time...:)

From 2012...Lucey wasn't  writing her diary herself at the time...:)

October 14, 2012 near Paulding, OH

A long over due WonderDog Report....It's been quite some time since I've posted a WonderDog story.....not that things haven't been busy around here...they have....but Lucey has been an extremely good dog lately....I really do rely on Lucey's adventures to have something to post about....so for those of you who think I just might be making up stories about this dog....wrong !!!.... Since there has been a "dry spell" on WonderDog stories of late....(and for the Tope household that's not a bad thing)...I have decided to talk about what Lucey HASN'T done lately.....Both Ashley and Remy have been home in the last couple of weeks and Lucey is usually prime to do "something" while one of them is here....we have it figured that she knows she's not the center of attention when the kids are home so anything could happen...Now I have posted before on Lucey's good fashion sense in knowing the difference between WalMart undies and Victoria's Secret....and I am happy to report that Ashley hasn't lost any underwear inventory to the dog in several weeks !!!!.....Good Dog !!!....and when Remy was home Lucey didn't root through his duffel bag to find his toothbrush.....(we've had this problem in the past and I hate to admit it but seeing a dog run past with a toothbrush in it's mouth is FUNNY and disgusting all at the same time.....oh.....and I do keep a spare toothbrush on hand for Remy just in case Lucey borrows his .... )....Good Dog !!!....Now there IS something to report that she did but I really think that it too falls in the "Good Dog" category.....Remy asked me a few days ago.... "Mom....just who takes the dog out for a walk at 3am when I'm not here ?!?"...my answer.."No one !!!  She never asks us to go out then....she's too busy sleeping on the couch...." ......GOOD DOG !!!

It Can Really Happen...Seriously...

Dear Diary...It can really happen...It can...I love to ride with my head out of the truck window...wind blowing through my fur...it's great ...and  I've seen other dogs do it too...but there used to be a big "debate" about me being allowed to do that ...Larry would always let me ...Debbie...not so much...but she's a worrier..."Don't let her do that when you're going fast !!!"..."Don't put the window all the way down...what if she flies out of it ???"..."It's too cold..."...if you think she's over-protective of me you should hear and see what Ashley and Remy have to put up with...But...usually Mom's know best...several years ago on a Saturday afternoon Debbie got a rather frantic call from Larry...we were in Van Wert and well...he put the window down...all the way down...and...well...a lady walked out in front of the truck...Larry slammed on the brakes...and...I went right out the window...just like Debbie said I would...luckily we were in a parking lot and not going too fast...the lady wasn't hit ...(actually I don't think she even knew what she did)...Poor Larry was so upset he called Debbie to find out where the vet's other office was because he couldn't remember..(he has two)...I got to take a short tour of WalMart's parking lot before Larry got me back in the truck...I was ok...but he got me checked out anyway...So...it can happen...I still put my head out the window but it's not opened all the way anymore...This adventure happened a long time ago but it's an important lesson ...:)...my human family learns more about dogs everyday...thought maybe you should know about this one too...Love...Lucey the WonderDog