Good girl

Good girl my favorite words to hear. I usually get a few of those a day, but not always when we are on walks. My mom never says bad girl, unless I do something really bad. I am happy to report that I have been getting more and more GOOD GIRL. Yesterday I was being silly, my mom dropped a pair of  socks when she came out of the garage with some towels and golf stuff. I immediately grabbed the sock. She said GOOD GIRL, take them to the house. I did and ran in with them, but I overdid it and would not give her the socks back. She did not say bad girl, but tempted me with treats to get the socks back. (I taught her that trick.) I use the socks to get treats or outside, it always works. Anyway, we had a great walk and she did not have to pull on my leash very much, or tell me not to chase squirrels, or grumble at dogs. I sometime do this if I am scared. I hope I get more GOOD GIRLS today.

I was right

My boy left today. He took me for a walk, played with me for a little bit and then poof. Well not exactly poof, he got the big pack and his boots ( I really wanted to tear up the boots, but well, I'm a good girl, not.)  Anyway, my dad got all sad and my mom was like "he has to go so he can finish and get back home", though I really think she was sad too. I think she was being a stoat, or some word like that, but she does not want my boy to be up north in the winter winds. To make mom happy when she came home I laid on her feet, just she knows she is loved. When dad comes home I will let him give me hugs and belly rubs. Good times, but I hate being right.

Happy Happy Sad Sad

My boy who is walking the AT has been home for a week, yeah me. But everyday he leaves for several hours, which means my mom leaves for several hours and comes back without him. Then she leaves again and picks him up. One day it took forever, for them to come home. I was soooo worried, did something happen, did they abandon me, all these thoughts were in my head. It was dark when they got back and all seemed well. I ran and ran and ran I was so happy and excited to see them. But I feel a disturbance in the force. My boy is getting the big thing ready with all the boxes and bags and I don't know what else. I think he is getting ready to leave me again. I am thinking I won't see him for a bit. I am not sure I like this coming and going. If he leaves I am going to be sooo sad. WOOWOOWOO.

Summer Lazies

It is summer and I a mostly black dog have no time to deal with 80+ degrees. I go on a walk with my mom early in the morning before it gets too hot and feel all groggy when I come home. We do not even do a long walk. I drink two bowls of water and find the coolest place to sleep. I hate water so though my mom suggests I cool down with a bath or hose, I run away. So while my mom was watering plants, I ran inside, but I really wanted to be outside because my buddy was barking, just couldn't risk an accidental hose squirt (that is what my mom says-accidental my eye teeth.) Anyway, I had a bath yesterday. I am hoping for some cool evenings, so that mom will change her walk time.  Or better yet give me a two walks morning and night. For right now I am just going to sleep under the table. Pleasant dreams.

SUMMER

Schools out forever, well until that thing called Fall. But this means my mommy gets to stay home with me, walk me and not be as tired. I am so happy because I get to sleep in. When she works I have to get up at 5:30, but she let me sleep today. Of course, I have been waiting for her to take me on a walk, she has shoes on and looks like she wants to, but we have not left yet. I keep opening the back door and standing there. When she comes to the door, I run to the fence. You would think she would get the hint. She says I have to wait as she is waiting on someone to fix something. Not sure what but they are late and she is getting mad. I hope she doesn't wait too long because I hate walking in the heat. I'll let you know if I get to go walking, my favorite thing to do, besides tear up socks and gloves.

I hate ticks

For some reason my yard is not the safe haven it used to be. Besides having to avoid the bees when my dad works with them. The big green snake like thing that shoots water out of its mouth when my parents are in the garden is also bumming me out. In addition, my parents now say we have ticks in the yard. I had one on me. I did not even know it was on me until my mom freaked out when she saw it on my body. She tried to knock it off but it was firmly attached. I did not like her messing with it, so I got up and started running around the house. She finally waited until my dad got home, then they tried to torture me some more by pulling on it with a cold metal thing and a stinky thing that smelled like medicine. I was not happy. Mom keeps looking at the spot. I hope I do not get another one of those things, and probably so does my mom.

C'est La VIE or It's a Dog's Life

I have not written in awhile as I am only doing the same thing everyday, with very few highlights. I am a dog after all. The biggest highlight was when the whole family was together for a week. My boy was here, but my girl came home. Then at the end of the week, I was put in a boarding kennel. Which I really didn't mind because I got to play with lots and lots of dogs. I really did not want to come home but my friends said they were going to leave soon, so I went with my human family. But to my dismay the boy was not there. I looked everywhere for him, the basement (his favorite spot), the bedroom, and outside, but no boy. I think my parents lost him. Maybe on purpose because he had a big bag on his pack with all sorts of stuff in it.

Then my mom went away. She came back the next week, but she had weird smells of a house or place I did not know. While she was gone my girl left for places unknown, which left just me and my dad for 4 days. He doesn't do things like mommy does in the morning. He also let me stay outdoors for long periods of time. My mom always calls me in when I bark too much, but not my dad. He was also outside working on the garden, so I didn't mind being outside. It was also nice and warm. I liked laying in the sun, except when he went in the bee hive or got the hose out to water.

SO that is what happened the last few months in a nutshell, whatever that means. I heard mom say it once, but nutshells are very small, so how do you fit a life into it. Anyway, bye and I will let you know if anything exciting happens.