Huge News!

My wife, Martha, is moving to Portland! That's just a 4 hour nap from here!

I'm Back!

Ok, so I've been AWOL for a long time because my mom said she's been busy - and by busy she means lazy, because you see, we have cable and DVR which is pretty much the devil because it gets my mom into all these series shows and that's all she seems to have time for these days. But now it's getting warm outside and less rainy so my mom has decided that she's not going to be lazy anymore and she's going to start blogging again and maybe take me for a walk once in a while on account of me getting a bit rotund. (Ike's mom here: His grandma takes him for a long walk every day. But she also gives him tons and tons of treats.)
A lot has happened since I last posted forever ago. We went to the St. Patrick's Day parade where we saw lots of dogs that I wanted to fight. But my mom was all "Ike - you can't fight an Irish wolf hound, you silly little bastard!"


And she wouldn't even let me fight this green dog even though I know I could win because everyone knows green dogs are wussies.


We had friends come to visit - my mom's friend Erin and her daughter Brekkyn who is 7 and really cool and obsessed with cats which is a lot cooler than her being obsessed with me. While they were here, we went to the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival, but I had to wait in the car (in the shade) because we found out they don't allow dogs because we might deuce in the fields or water the plants.
And this is what I got to see out the window of the car at the tulip festival.


Unfortunately, Brekkyn found my clothes bin and did this to me.


And made me wear this.

But the cats really suffered! Ha - look at Saffron!

But it was all ok because then my dad came home with this! Rocket Donuts are the best donuts in the world!

But mostly, I've been doing a lot of this!

Totes healed!

Woot, woot! My grandma took me to the eye doc today and she said my eye is perfect! NO MORE CONE!

Coney the Ikebarian!

Ok, so my mom keeps calling me coney which pretty much means that I am mean and tough like Conan the Barbarian or funny and clever like Conan O'brien. Cool, huh?
My eye appears to be healing well, and I have to wear my howl projector for at least another week and will find out how much longer when I have my recheck next week with Dr. McCalla who is my eye doctor and is really smart. She help invent a supplement called OcuGlo which is like this eyeball health pill because it has antioxidants and stuff in it. So all you dogs out there who have eye health problems should probably try it because it seems to be helping me. I'm on like 40 bazillionty eye drops right now, one of which is morphine which makes me sleeeeeepy and makes me snore like a motorboat!
The first couple of days after my surgery was sooooo crappy because I had to get used to the cone and my eye was super painful and I was dumping tears down my face. But now that I'm almost a week past surgery, I feel so much better and am pretty much acting normal. Thanks for all the healing vibes you guys, I think they're helping. But please, please, please keep sending the vibes because I'm not out of the woods yet!
This is a picture of me giving my grandma the kisses. We're getting really close these days.

And here I'm telling my dad to take my howl projector off.

I'm back!

Ok, so they sliced and diced my cornea, and now I'm home and on like a bazillionty meds and I have to wear this cone for at least 2 weeks - non-stop! They said I was a perfect angel until they put me back in my cage and I pooped and stepped in it and got it all over my cone, stuck in my nails, painted the walls, and I needed a full bath. My mom is so proud, she said I'm her little shartist! They gave me morphine drops for my eye and now I'm getting a little tired and my mom said looking at a computer screen isn't good for my eye right now, so I'm going to have a nap. Pics later - I'm not quite ready for the cone-pic humiliation quite yet.

Eye Surgery!

I'm leaving for surgery right now. Wish me luck!

Skeletor!

Hey everyone! So there's this dog that these people found and they call him Skeletor because he's super duper skinny and they are nursing him back to health. He has heart worm and his foster peeps need help to pay for his rehabilitation and treatment. So take a sec to stop by his blog and meet him because he's totes cool.