Home Again

Okay I do not know what game my mom is playing, but this time she left me for four days. My dad was late at work for two of those days and my boy came home after 1 1/2 days. He got in late and I was so happy to see him, but he got made at me for eating some green stuff that was lying on his floor. I just wanted him to chase me but he yelled at me and told me NO. When my mom came home he told on me, apparently I ate some money. It didn't taste very well, so I think I am the one who got the bad deal. My dad was not happy with me either I kept running around and around, opening the door, yelping and trying to tell him to come on this side of the fence. How am I going to protect him when he is on the other side of the fence talking to other people and dogs? I was so happy to see him, but he thought I was being crazy. My mom would understand, but she does not like it when I open the back door and forget to shut it. She does not like the bugs getting in.

Finally she got home and some weird thing happened with her eyes, she had to go to bed and was not very happy. I am not sure why she still seemed sad. I left her alone for a bit, but I could not stand it anymore and scratched at her door and jumped on her bed so I could sleep with her. Then Dad came home and said let's go out. I was ready, but he did not mean me, so I grabbed his socks and took them outside. Next time maybe they will let me go, like the boy did one day. He took me with him to a place that smelled so good. I just wanted to jump out the window into the place, but I couldn't. He bought me some little pieces of meat with brown stuff around them. I think they were nuggets. YUM.  But I really wanted what he had, but then I always want what my people eat. Well, it is nap time so talk to you later.

BORING

Yesterday was boring, my people left without me. Luckily, I was outside. I got to bark at everyone without my mom coming out and telling me to stop. Though when she is not here I do not bark as much. She seems to forget I am letting her know there are strange dogs and people near the yard. Sometimes my friends stop for a sniff, and I don't bark, just whimper when they go away.
When my people came back they hung with me in the yard, but they were doing yard work. My dad kept going in the front yard, I hate that, why can't I go? It's not my fault that the smells in the neighborhood make me want to run after them. My mom always runs with me, but she keeps telling me to stop. I have to be satisfied that I can still see my Dad. I am sure he needs my help with weeds, but mom will not let me out of the gate. I need a friend, but dad says no.

Mischief

Last night I had so much fun. I did not go on a walk, though I think my mom probably wish she had taken me. My mom and the boy were sitting in the TV room, not paying any attention to me. So I decided to get their attention. They thought if they called to me while I was running around I would come to them, but I wanted them to come to me. I found this roundish toy, it was soft and squishy and I could tear off chunks of it and roll it around on the floor where thin strips would come off. When my people finally got up they yelled she has the toilet paper. So I guess I TP'd  the house, it was lots of fun, but the it did not like to get off my tongue. I had to keep moving it around, my mom tried to help, but I think I swallowed it. Hopefully, tonight I will get a walk, or maybe I will get into something even better like the trash.

Tirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrred

Be careful for what you wish for, I wanted to go on a walk and that is what my mom did. I think we walked almost two miles. My dogs are tired. All I want to do is nap. I didn't even want to see the kids from school go by, too tired. I did manage to sit at the fence and wait, but when mom went in I went in. Tonight, however, I may get some more energy. I like running around at 7 PM, grabbing what is on the floor or wastebasket and hoping someone chases me. Maybe mom will take me for another walk. I read my p-mail earlier, so I probably don't have any new messages.

YIPPEE

Yippee yippee, yeah tail wag times a thousand, circle circle, jump jump, run run circle jump jump run tail wag all the way around, SHE IS HOME. Last night I was all mopey. My boy could not get me to run or play. He did take me on a million mile walk. boy were my dogs tired (BOL-bark out loud). But then I heard the noise, the noise that means my adopted mom is coming home. It scares me a bit, like she is coming home in a monster. But out through the door she pops and well I explained my reaction.
Then she fell asleep on the couch so I did the same only in my chair. At first she sat in my chair, but I just looked at her with pity in my eyes and up she got to sit with me on the floor. I took this as a sign that I could sit in my seat, so I did. My boy laughed. So mom kicked him off the sofa and took a nap. I would not take my eyes off of her. I am so glad she is home, but she is in constant motion, trying to clean up many messes. Some of them mine, I was so happy that I tore up lots of paper, oops. Do you think she will leave again?

She is gone

My favorite human went away a couple of days ago. Not sure where she went but she took that funny looking bag. I felt that she was sad or worried. she rubbed my head and said see you soon. The boy has been taking care of me while she is gone. He likes to play with me, so I hope he plays socks with me. It is my favorite game. I hope she comes home soon and isn't so sad.

I am in command

I have taken over the computer from my adopted mom. I may have trouble with words as my paws are not very reliable for typing. I hear there is a way to talk into the computer and have the words come, but I do not think it has translations from Dog to English. I am sure you would not like to hear: woof woof yip yip bark bark, so I will type. You do know that dogs are the smartest at translations, just the other day my human started trying to speak Spanish, OMG, I tried to help but she just did not understand me puttin my ears down and my tail between my legs.

I think my human is trying to tire me out so that she can run around the house like a crazy person. I tried to help when she picked up the pile of stinky things on the floor. I grabbed the stinkiest thing, my human calls it a sock and followed her in the room with the loud box. I dropped the sock at her feet and she said "Good Dog." Usually she hates it when I pick them up to run around the house. Just to be sure I grabbed another one, but she was not as enthusiastic about it. I was trying to take it outside to bury it like I do all the other stinky things. I do not know why she puts it into the box, it does smell different when it comes out, but she still won't let me play with it.

I do have a system though, when I want a treat or her attention I grab a sock and pretend I am going to eat it. This gets me a good run when I am bored and I treat when I am in need of a snack. I think I have trained her well. I like being in command.