Cash Bellinger's Journal

Now the Journals of Cash Fargo Bellinger


Day 2, out of surgery:

Today I slept in. My head feels a little better each day. In the mornings my new human tries to shoot some liquid down my throat. I pretend to let him do it and then I spit it back in his face. It cracks me up.

My new human is a cuddler and it kind of bugs me.

This morning I waited until he fell back asleep, climbed on his chest and put my face on his face.

It backfired on me, he wrapped his arms around me kissed my nose and went back to sleep.

I guess they have finally stopped torturing me.

For a while there people were shooting me up with drugs and digging around in my head every other day.

I went to the park again and ran with a pit bull for a while.

Later this fine long legged bitch showed up. I huffed up next to her and gave her my sexiest growl.

Next thing I knew her human grabbed my face and tried to hold me down.

My human huffed up his hackles and told her to never touch me, he got in her man's face and said some things I did not understand.

I heard him explain that dogs figure it out. She argued for a while, he growled at her and her companion . They did not touch me again.  He told me later she looked like a human rat.

I love you all.


Cash Fargo Bellinger

Day 3

This is a good day with much to report:

Late last night, I finally felt well enough to let my human rub my head. I have given him a name. I call him "Bones"—it seems the humans are less confused if you name them.

Bones has wanted to hold my head since I met him, I did not let him, for my pain was so severe I could barely move my head, let alone have it touched.

So as I said, late last night I initiated the activity by getting on the couch and putting my head on his lap. He rubbed my temples, my eyes, my chin, and for the first time in months—my nose.

He gently massaged my nose and forehead for 40 minutes (280 minutes in dog time). It felt glorious I could tell he loved it as much as I did.

I am starting to trust Bones a little more as time goes by, and the searing fire inside my head subsides. I have been afraid of being abandoned or sent to the place of no return that dogs whisper horror stories about.

Now it seems things are changing, for one I can smile again without it hurting my face.

Today is a big day. We picked up Roxy. She is a fireball of energy, mischief, noise and love. She is spending the night I am so excited I love her. She is a cattle dog built much like a small cow.

I am very tired from yesterday I had no idea how much energy I expended in the park running. I guess I have only been out of the hospital for two days so I am doing well.

We went to the park where Bones threw the ball for Roxy. I chased it also. Life is so much better without pain. We met a big Chocolate lab and barked at bikes and people.

Oh yes and silly Bones tried to shoot the liquid down my throat again. This time I spit it on his chest (he must like this game).

I got to see Bone's human puppy Jesse. I miss him and his best friend Megan.

Tomorrow Roxy, Bones and I are going to see Megan and her family and Baby their dog.

I am excited I will be able to play with so many good people and so many dog friends.

I love you all.


Cash Fargo Bellinger