Saturday, October 27
Our homework is to learn down and next week we get to have a contest to see who can hit the floor the fastest. Mom said that was terribly unfair as I am the tallest kid in class and that yorkie, well it is already on the floor! The yorkie does seem to have a problem though. It sits then they tell it down and when the front end goes down the butt pops up in the air.
I got blamed for the mess in the backyard, but this morning mom caught the red headed devil in the act. She picks up the decking and moves it, trying to find rodents. I threw down our stuffed mouse to try and distract her, but she wants the real thing. Mom was afraid she would break her teeth and had to drag the stubborn girl in the house.
Tuesday, October 16
I put my paws around moms neck and gave her a big hug. Teach says I see you have a jumping problem. Mom assured her it wasn't a problem, told her I like to give people big bear hugs. Teacher insisted this was a problem, said I might knock someone over. Well I am very tall but also very skinny and I always run around the park and give people hugs. Never have I knocked someone over doing that. A little mud on their clothes sure, but that all comes out in the wash.
At the end of class the teach asked if anyone had any questions. I let out a big rooo to let her know that I did, but she ignored me. Well of course she did, she thinks dogs have no feelings.
Teach does let us eat in class though and I got to walk around the store and look at the birds and the rodents which was pretty cool.
Monday, October 15
Tuesday, October 2
We have these cool trees at the Bear Creek Dog park that grow tennis balls. They are actually a bit larger than tennis balls but the same color. What better place to have a tennis ball tree than at a dog park? Mom looked it up on the internet and says they are reall called Osage Orange, but that is ridiculous, there is no orange color to them at all. People can be sooo stupid sometimes. Anyone with half a brain can see they are Tennis Ball Trees.
Years ago Munch caught a mouse in the house. Now she KNOWS what they smell like and is an excellent mouser. She KNOWS there is one under her house, but can't get it to come out and play.
Here I try to help Munchie capture the fuzzy rodent, but as usual she is greedy and hollars at me.