Toad in a Hole! No animals were harmed in the making of this blog
Mar. 24, 2010 1:27 pm
Updated: Apr. 19, 2010 11:00 am
So this is where my mom hangs out all day!! Nice place you've got
Let me introduce myself, it's the proper thing to do
lest ya'll think my mom is responsible for this story! My name is Toad. I
am the smallest (and most loved) member of the Shahan clan. They tell
me I am a dog but I don't know so much about that.
was born under a porch and don't remember much til the day I went home
with my new family. And boy did I ever NOT want to go. This lady
eventually discovered my weakness for salami and lured me out by
dangling it just out of my reach! I soon felt the love this family
had for me as they got rid of all those little fleas that covered me
and my hair grew back in so nice! Did I tell you I am a natural blonde??
I got to sleep in a huge bed til I fell off. I didn't like falling too
much so I decided that the pant leg of my daddy's jeans was a safe
place....You should have seen the smiles on mom and dad's faces the
morning they found me asleep there! All in all, life was good. I even
got a big hairy brother out of the deal! His name is Ollie and he is my
bestest friend. We make a good team....he's ALL bark and no bite and I
have bitten 2 people (not that I'm braggin'. I got in LOTS of trouble
that day. Grandma was down for a visit from Montana and she was packin'!
... Packin' heat...you don't mess with Grandma. So I bit my 5 yr. old human
cousin instead. I have since learned not to bite the hands that feed
me). Ollie looks handsome but I'm the smart one. He gets by on his good
looks and I have to prove myself....one fine example......
was still real small I got so sick. Mom thought I had something called
parvo and she was just beside herself with despair. I guess she had lost
other dogs to it and couldn't bear to watch me getting worse. The next
thing I know I am down the road beside the creek. I was scared and alone
for 3 whole days but was far from dying. I think I was meant for great
things because the coyotes left me alone and so did the wild hogs. Either that or I possessed an aura of fierceness even then!!
Then it happened! I could hear the feed truck. My dad drove a feed truck
everyday and it was him, I just knew it was! Out I ran, into the road where
he could see me. I was barking loud as I could. I think I barked the
whole way home (giving him a piece of my mind, no doubt!) Dad pulled up
to the house and yelled for mom to come out. Well...she took one look at
me and started crying. Not because she was happy to see me either
(you'd think, huh?). She was just so sure I was sick and not long for
this world that she didn't want her heart broken so soon. Dad explained
everything just right I guess because I got to stay home and it wasn't
long before Mom was her old self again. I was so happy. My whole world
is my mom, dad, Savana and Ollie. I take good care of them. Why, I even
sat with Mom everyday in her recliner after she had surgery on her foot.
She would tell me all her troubles and I just somehow made it all
better just by being there. To this day, the only time I get on the furniture
is if Mom lets me. Otherwise, I'm not aloud up there. When I say 'up
there' I really mean that, too. I'm all grown up and still low to the
ground! Must be some of that quarters worth of weenie dog in me. My
biological mom was a half weenie dog and half chihuahua. My biological
dad was a red healer. I guess it's safe to say my mom was aloud on the
sofa, unlike myself, LOL!! Wanna see my.....ears??!!!!! Nope not gonna let
Well, I think I hear my Mom coming back in, gotta go...I'm not aloud on
the computer either!!