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Play Day

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August 8, 2015

These long, hot summer days mean fewer and shorter walks for me.  Mom hasn’t been taking me to the park and when we walk in the neighborhood, I see very few dogs out walking their humans.  Apparently, humans are less active when it’s 108 degrees and humid.

I was getting  kind of bored and mopey, so a few days ago Mom took me to visit my friend Mickey.  When I first got to his house, we kissed each other’s faces, barked happily, and chased each other all at once!  What a joyous greeting!

We ran through the house, barking, our tails and ears wagging.  Then we ran out the doggie door and chased each other around the yard for a while.  Then we had a leg-lifting contest and went back inside where we drank water together out of the same doggie dish.

We walked around inside the house, panting, with big smiles on our furry faces.  Eventually, we each settled down with a toy and chewed silently while watching each other from the corners of our eyes.  Sometimes one of us would look up, ears perked, and softly “woof” at the other.  The one who was “woofed” at would hold his toy closer and chew it more enthusiastically for a while.

Finally, the mellowness which follows a well-played afternoon took over, and we napped.

When Mom and I got home, I thanked her with a blitz – running through the house and jumping on and off furniture.  She laughed and told me I’m cute and funny, and she hugged me.  That was a fitting cap to a fun day.

Mom’s New Job and New Computer

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August 2, 2015


Mom’s dream was to be a work-from-home dog mom, and that dream came true about two months ago.  She was very happy because it means she no longer has to see my sad, longing eyes as she leaves for work.  And I was happy, too, until certain realities butted in.

Just as she got her new job, her six-year old laptop computer – her favorite computer ever! – died.  Dead.  Her only choice was to buy  a new computer.  The good news – it’s brand new, with all the fun that goes into getting acquainted with a new computer.   The bad news – its operating system is Windows 8.

Oh, the agonies of Windows 8.  I won’t go into all of them.  It’s best to forget mom’s frustration, her desire to throw the computer against the wall, her yelling at a technician who treated her as if she had never used a computer before (though she told him several times that she’s been using computers for 20 years).  To make this long story short – it was weeks before she and Windows 8 could communicate well.

The situation was complicated because, while learning to navigate the accursed Windows 8, she also had a very large project to complete for her new job.  And it needed to be completed in two weeks.  So there she was – struggling to do an excellent job with an uncooperative computer.  But she was determined to prevail!

Everything worked out very well in the end, and I think it was due to me.  Whenever she sat down to use the computer, I jumped up into her lap to remind her of the most important thing in life – me!  She can’t resist my cuteness and loving nature.  Petting me helped her to relax, and I enjoyed the attention.

Now I’m in her lap every second she uses the computer.  I’ve learned to make myself very heavy and floppy, so she literally can’t get me off her lap in spite of her efforts to do so.  I have no idea why she wouldn’t want to hold me while she’s using the computer.  She complains about having to type with one hand.  She says my head blocks her view of the screen.  She doesn’t like it when I paw at the keyboard while she’s typing.

I thought she wanted to work from home so she could keep me amused, cuddle me, pet me, hold me in her lap all day.

Correct me if I’m wrong!


Morning Fun

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I keep hearing that I should blog about my passion.  Well, I’m a rather passionate doggie, especially when it comes to having fun.  One of the most fun times of the day is morning.

Each morning, when my human mom wakes up, I’m ready with a cheerful greeting.  I always try to kiss her on the lips, but she’s gotten pretty good at dodging that.  When she gets out of bed, I race her to the patio door with my tail waving like a merry little flag.

The door opens onto my patio and I prance out, eager to greet the morning.  While mom admires the garden, I sniff and mark and then I sniff and mark some more.  Mom and I chat for a bit, mostly about what a beautiful morning it is.  When we go back inside, it’s breakfast time.  Breakfast!  Yummy!

After I’ve eaten breakfast and left behind a small bite or two of food, as I always do, mom tries to get my leash on me while I dance with joy.  I can’t wait to get going, and I pull her quickly down the sidewalk to the park.

The park is where I meet with my dog buddies, run, mark, sniff p-mail, bark a little, greet friendly humans.  Sometimes I get to meet new buddies.  Sometimes I race with buddies.  I usually throw in a little hop or skip or jump when I run – an expression of my exuberance!

Sometimes I get to visit with five or six buddies at a time.  That’s a party!  We all run and play while the humans talk about us and how cute we are.  They enjoy it as much as we do.  We eventually start making our happy ways back to our humans, tongues hanging out of our mouths in big grins.  The humans exchange affectionate greetings with all of us and tell us how good we are before putting our leashes on again.

Then we all go our separate ways for the time being.  I trot alongside mom with my tail waving, my ears inside out, and a big smile on my face.

Mornings!  What a great way to start the day.