Hi all:
Chris says it is time to close this weblog. I had an incredible lot of fun writing it, but now I have told Chris to set up a forum where I can share my news with other dogs. So Chris decided it is stupid to double-post all my emails, and then I decided that the list is more fun than the blog, where nobody talks back
But if you want to have my list details, just email Chris, include a good and meaningful subject line, and she will gladly send you the details.
Btw, we had just broken through the 2,000 visitors wall, and my heart is crying a little as I am writing this.
Hope to see some of you on my chatful list, and possibly any new dogs?
Cheers for now, Hapoo.

Hi all:
I am sick, Chris says. Well I haven't been feeling well lately. Chris wipes my nose often, but it's always running to nowhere. And I can't have my regular food right now. Chris says I caught cold last weee. After the nice nephew had gone for a walk with me in the rain, he had forgotten to dry my fur. Chris says it was then that I caught cold.
Yesterday I had a big accident in my house. I didn't like it, because the house is not large enough to move when you have to share it with a pile of big accident, really. So when Chris came I noticed she smelled the desaster. She took me to the bathroom I so hate with passion, and cleaned mainly my back side. I don't like showers
But let's be fair to Chris, she didn't shout or correct me much - I felt sooooo guilty anyway! Mom and she just told me that what I did was bad, I agree So while Chris and I were on our morning route, mom had changed my crate so that it smelled totally different - and my blanket wasn't inside. Allright, so I stretched out on the carpet, no big deal. Of course, I was happy when the blanket was finally back and I could occupy my house again
Today we went to a place where there were loads of cats and dogs and dogs and cats. God, the dogs were all barking as we aproached, and I didn't like it. I thought I couldn't handle so many dogs barking into my face at once, so Chris stayed a little further away from them with me, but so that we could see and hear the other dogs. She calls this an animals' home. She explains that this is where deserted or stray animals find a home until maybe they find an individual person. Chris gave me many sits and downs to perform, and also a few tiny treats. She said generally I did well, given that I have always had problems with animal distraction - whatever!
We then had a little relax break at home and then went to pick up last weekend's nephew. I also saw my friend dog who never growls at me. She's really nice, I wanted to play with her, but we didn't stay there long enough.
We continued to one of the malls we go to less frequently. It was crazy, so Chris decided I didn't need to follow that much, and she walked sighted guide in the really busy aisles. But I smelled that she bought a few things for me - cooooool! I love it when she does that! But I think my stomach is sensitive to stress, at least that's what I think Chris said. Tonight I told Chris with a short wining sound that I wanted to go out. And when we finally did, that's what Chris calls diarhea. And while she had while upstairs with mom and nephew (they played glasses as instruments - silly), she decided she would sleep in the living room with me. I really have a good Chris, don't you think? She takes such great care of me and even trades her bed for the couch!
I hope I will keep you updated on my health. I know I won't be getting my regular food tonight, but dry oat flakes instead after I have gone out again, Yours, Hapoo.

Hi to all my readers:
As promised, here's the big animal event.
Last Sunday mom and I and Chris (I am guiding her after all) went by car and got off at a place where there were people offering various things in the streets, or rahter in a gravel-covered area. Mom and Chris had fun talking to the folks and buying items as cheap as they could, and then, of course, they had something to eat. I got water, and I think a treat as well. Then came my chalenge - walking through a narrow aisle, a hole lot of birds, rabbits and other small animals in cages on both sides. O how I wish I could have sat, stared at them and jumped at the cages out of nowhere th scare all those animals! But Chris held on to the harness handle, and if I don't guide, then I'm up for major trouble. She knew when I was about to lose focus and re-enforced her command for me to go ahead, and after we had gone through that hell she praised me a lot. She said I had done a fairly good job.
In the evening we got into the car again and picked up a boy from a strange train station I had never seen before. Chris says he was her nephew - man, how many nephews she has! Anyways, we went into a street café and had ice-cream and water. Then we went into a kind of a park with fences on both sides of the road. There were dogs in a shop, and Chris first left me in the car to find out if bringing me was allright. The folks did not mind at all, so I came along. We walked, and I saw a huge bird, really huge, larger than Chris for sure. She calls it ostrich, do you know it? The boy held my leash as Chris walked towards one of the fences. She streched out her arm, and that mean bird pinched her finger with his beak. The man who gave them that guided tour says I couldn't have defended her, the bird would have killed me instead.
Along with us came another dog, quiet and probably fun to play with, but Chris did not take my leash off until the guide told her it was safe, although she had pointed out that I am not fond of other females. But this one was an exception. She didn't bark at me or anything, didn't threaten me, growl or run much; we had a good sniff at each other, and I asked for play, but she wasn't up for it, so I just strolled along, got pets here and there and occasionally sniffed my fellow female again. She liked me too, she really was cool. Only when I got too close to those gigantic birds, Chris put me back on leash and that was it for the night.
We left the boy there and they looked at his apartment or room, and then the three of us left for home. When we arrived it was already dark outside, but Chris took me for a run anyway.

Hi all:
Well a day or two ago I was mad at Chris.
Usually, when she leaves me behind in the car to go shopping in the store I am not welcome inside, I can climb from my back seat into one of the front ones. It's cool, for then I can look out of the window better and can bark even at people coming towards me from the front. That's tgreat fun, and I see Chris much faster when she is done shopping.
Anyways, yesterday I didn't manage, because of a really stupid nylon cover. She had tightened it so well that I didn't manage to climb over.
Of course, I made up for that by working as if I had never been in harness before. When Chris said left I just pretended I didn't hear, and when she said hopup, I just walked as slowly as before.
Of course, when we went out in the afternoon, I was the best Hapoo on eartt, Yours, Hapoo.

Hi folks:
I have a hard time keeping all my events updated, because Chris never lets me use the computer
Anyway, here's another story. About a week ago mom and Chris took me to a movie theater, cool thing. First we went grocery shopping, and then we went to the theater. First they sat on rather high chairs, had coffee and talked. Then we went into a medium size room. Our seats were pretty much in the back, Chris had hers near the aisle. She put me under her seat. Not really comfortabl, but what can you do, if you're pushed and turned until you are where she wants you to be. I wonder, does she do the same thing with you, Shadow?
Chris had popcorn, some of it fell on the ground, and she permitted that I pick it up - the floor was really clean, so she thought I could as well have what I could reach - not what fell behind my head; fair compromise, I agree.
Mom and Chris did not move from their chairs until no more voices and musec were heard from the front; then she put the harness on me and praised me a lot.
She says that somebody was saying after I got out from under her seat: "O, I didn't know we had a dog watching as well!"
And then I immediately found the exit, though I had never been to that place before. Isn't that just wonderful, when Chris praises me? Well most of the readers who don't know Chris don't know that, but she can pet nicely, play, cheer me up with her voice, and every now and then she will take the magic box from her handbag and offer me a yummy treat out of it.
There you are, and next time I will tell you about another dog and huge animals.

Hi all:
I did talk to Shadow, and for once this man understood me
The day Shadow left, he Chris and myself, we went out to the city again. First we did some shopping, and then we went to an eating place. I have gotten used to the enduring injustice of them eating and me getting water only, so no complaint, really, no complaint! Chris put me under her bench, and she said I was a good girl, for I did not even move my head when I noticed another dog being put under the bench a couple of feet beside me. After they had finished eating Chris got up and asked Shadow to hold me. He had the leash in one hand and his plate with a lot of great smelling sauce and food remaining on it. Chris talked to the folks at the other table, who made their dog get up, a Golden Retriever. Chris got on her knees and started petting the guy.
What did Hapoo do? Tug her muzzle under Chris' arm and try to divert Chris' attention. No success, unfortunately, so I remembered Shadow's plate. I gave it a longing look and then turned my eyes towards Shadow, the soft-hearted one when it comes to giving me food. And what does this man say? Really, imagine this:
"Sorry Hapoo, I cannot do that",
and stands up to the tempation and keeps the plate right in his hand without a motion! Omg, this man has nerves! So back I go for Chris' arm. By now she is still talking and petting this other dog - allright, if she'd only let me play with him - and he is giving her a paw without being asked, like Chris always asks me! Why can another dog just offer Chris his paw like that, when that's my job?
Chris just turns, tells me to sit and wait, and continues petting for another little while. Just then she gets up, puts me into my harness, and off we go.
Cruel I think. She talks to fellow humans all the time, and I cannot talk to a fellow dog?
Somebody establish a canine rights commission in Hapoo City, please - me being the chair and dictating the rules!
Why has Chris influenced Shadow so much that he won't even offer me a piece of meet anymore? Bad Chris, and Shadow is to be pitied, won't you agree?
That same day Shadow just put us on the train and did not come in with us. Bad Shadow, Chris was sad, and I'm sure she never deserves to be sad.
On our way home she was talking on the phone all the time. I ran her into a couple of branches, she didn't correct. I did the same thing again a little further on, and she certainly made me rework that one.
Bad Hapoo, I could've been home faster.
There you are, we're all bad sooner or later, thing is I know, and you don't, you humans!
Cheers and wise words to come from the smart one and only, Hapoo.

Hi folks:
Shadow was here for a while, that was funfunfun! Chris liked me for never a
single time barking at him! I even bark at mom, but this time I never barked
at Shadow
Since Grandpa isn't coming back, Shadow, too, said he's missing him. See,
grandpa did have loads of friends, and I sure still miss playing with him.
We went out a lot with Shadow. One morning we went for a really long walk,
around one and a half hours. Mom said we must have walked 10 kilometers.
Towards the end it got too warm, so I drank water out of a puddle - tasted
really yummy.
Then later Chris just put me in my crate, gave me a pig ear and left with
Shadow. I know they were up to no good, so I tried to escape being locked
in, but with Chris you just don't have a chance. Mom came and let me out,
and I ran and ran and ran around. After mom gave me a good portion of pets I
lay down looking at the door.
When mom decided it was bed time for her I was locked in my crate again, but
I made it clear I did not like that at all - I barked and barked, until mom
let me run in the corridor. And soon after that Chris and Shadow came back
and took me for an evening run. That was cool, having them both back!
Allright folks, I'll tell you the next story about Shadow and myself later,
Yours, Hapoo.