my first post

Well, I'm not exactly sure how to work this thing, but if I really screw it up, I'll have my mom, Laura, go back and delete this post later. As you've guessed, I'm a guide dog, and I help my mom out when she's gotta go somewhere like the store or the doctor's office or someplace like that.
She's bitching right now about how this blog isn't as accessible as she would like it to be, though she doesn't think it's the blog web site owner's fault cause she knows plenty of other blind people who use this site and they don't seem to have any problems. She'll call her friend, also known as, Auntie Dena tomorrow and ask her how to make the blog accessible.
Anyway, today was not boring in the slightest. First, Mom woke up late, and I didn't like that cause I had to sit in my crate for a while as she got her lazy ass in gear. I was a good boy though and didn't bark. I've only barked twice while in my crate and it's been a while since that. I didn't even bark the time I had an accident in my crate and so Mom was impressed. Anyhoo, Mom finally got up and took me out and fed me breakfast. Then we hung around the house for a while as Mom's twin sister, Auntie Julia, as she forever will be known on this blog, got ready to go. Mom had made a vet appointment for my big brother Marlin, the guide who worked for Mom before me, cause he has an ear infection.
We went to Mom's Parent's house and grabbed Marlin and went to the vet. We were late, but the staff didn't care.
There was this big white fluffy dog there, and she was apparently dog aggressive. I found that out when she growled at me from the corner very loudly. I wasn't afraid though cause Mom is very calm in situations like that and she just kept me close to her and told me to lie down. Wow, look Mom! I actually wrote the correct grammar for that last sentence, your English degree is rubbing off on me.
Anyhoo, after we'd gotten into the exam room I was calm, but Marlin was bouncing everywhere and panting. Auntie Julia said he was stressed... go figure. Just a word to Marlin, Dude, relax, there's nothing to be afraid of at the vet's. Well, except for maybe when they stick a gloved finger up your ass and try to squeeze your butt to death. Sorry to get grafic folks, but that's what happens in a dog's life.
We went back home then and Mom got dinner started for her and Auntie Julia. I came down from snoozing upstairs on Mom's bed and began staring at her for dinner. She got the hint and fed me, and then she and Auntie Julia ate their dinner. After that, Mom and I went back upstairs to her room, and I curled up on her bed while she scanned documents into her computer. I slept a while longer, and then came back downstairs to be with Mom and Auntie Julia. I grabbed Mom's empty water bottle and thought it was a toy. I began chewing on it and growling like mad. Mom played with me a little bit, and then, she got tired, and so after relieving me one more time, we came back up here again.
Now, Mom and I are both tired and so I think we'll shove off to bed now. The phone guys are supposed to come and hook up the land line tomorrow afternoon, and so Mom wants to be up early for that. I'll write more soon, night all,
Torpedo