Saturday, April 30, 2016

Walking Daddy

My Daddy has a fancy chair on wheels. We like to go on walks. Well, Daddy doesn't actually walk since he rides in the chair, but it's the same thing as far as I'm concerned. I get to go out the driveway and see what's going on so it's all cool. 

Dad says I'm almost strong enough to pull his chair. He and Mom said they were going to get a little cart, and a harness for me, and then I could pull Dad around the yard. I didn't like the sound of that but then I realized they were teasing me. 

Not funny, guys. Make the cat do it. 

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Is quizzical the same as good?

Mom was at her desk making strange sounds. Right away I went to her to see why. Turns out she found pups in her computer. 

What the hell?????  How'd they get in there, and more importantly, what did she do with them?? What does it mean that she deleted them? Maybe I don't want to know. 

Mom said I had a quizzical expression on my face. What's that mean? 

Is that as good as handsome? She tells me I'm handsome all the time. 

Now she's ordering me a whole case of training treats. Apparently she thinks I need a lot of training. Really? 

I'm Deuce! I'm a good boy!

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

The Front Porch

I'm not sure what the fuss is about the front porch except for the fact it's something Mom wants. She says she's waited a long time to get the center section installed. What's a long time? Longer than she's had me?

Mom says I'll have to learn how to do stairs to get from one end to the other but I think jumping will be easier. We'll see how it works when the time comes. 

Mom and I were on the sunroom porch when she took my picture (do my shoulders look broad or what?). She wants a pergola over that porch, whatever the heck that is. I like the idea because she said it will make a nice cozy spot for us to relax away from the noise of televised sports. 

I just hope that doesn't mean we can't watch the dog shows. I like to watch flyball and the agility competitions. Those dogs are crazy!

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Running in the house

Mom's desk is strategically placed so she can keep an eye and ear on Dad. She can hear everything that goes on in the house while she works, and boy does she have good ears! 

Not as good as mine, but I let her know if I hear something she doesn't. I can bark pretty loudly. 

Today, Mom and Dad came up with a new game. Mom was at her desk and Dad was in the dining room. They threw the ball back and forth. I ran and ran and ran! It was such fun! 

Mom said they'd tire me out, forty-four feet at a time. At first I thought that was funny, but after a lot of times chasing the ball, I found out she was right. I needed a nap when we were done!

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Pretzel Logic

I love my pretzel chew toy! Dad holds it and I grab it and pull and pull and pull! 

Sometimes he'll let go of it and then we have to start the game over. Dad's very patient and will play the pretzel game with me until I get tired and need to stop. 

Or my something else grabs my attention. Whichever comes first. 

He's a good Dad.

Friday, April 15, 2016

In my house? Seriously?

I had a rough night last night. I was all snuggled down with Mom when I heard a strange noise. Now, I'm just a little guy but I know when it's time to bark, and it was time. Only thing is, I scared Mom. 

Mom doesn't react well when she's sleeping and I bark in her ear. I'll do my best not to do that again.

Anyway, Mom jumped up. Dad jumped up. All the lights came on. I would have run for my crate but I don't do so well jumping off the bed yet. I land on my nose and it hurts. 

Once the lights were on we saw what had happened. That skanky cat had caught a mouse - in the house! Mom and Dad took it away from him but they made all over him and told him he was a good cat. Mom says that since we live in the country, a cat is good to have in the house. 

I disagree, but somehow I don't think my opinion of the cat matters much. 

After a few minutes, and a quick trip outside so I could pee, we all went back to sleep. Well, except the cat. I don't know what he did but he didn't sleep with us. Mom said he probably went back to wherever he found the mouse to see if any more sneaked in.  

More? In my house? Seriously? Maybe a cat is a good thing, after all. 

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

All by myself?

Another big night! Not only did I start Super Puppy class, I got to ride in the back seat of Dad's pickup all by myself!! 

I wasn't sure I'd like being back there alone, but I had room to stretch out so I guess it was okay. 

Mom says I'm getting too big to sit on her lap. She says I'm starting to look like a miniature Lab and not a little puppy. 

Super Puppy class was fun! I got to run through tunnels, weave in and out of the cones, and jump some hurdles.  I was so busy I didn't get to make friends with everyone, but I like Eli and he likes me. 

Mom says we'll go back next week. I sure hope we do! On the way home, I was so tired I slept on Mom's lap. So maybe I'm not growing too fast, at least not yet. 

Sunday, April 10, 2016

The cat did it?

Busted again. 

Mom went to take a shower and found my ball. I didn't mean to leave it there, but I forgot to go back and get it. Now she knows I was in there trying to figure out how to get the water to come out. 

For about a second I thought I could blame that nasty cat, but Mom's too smart for that. I mean, I looked at Shooter and everything, but Mom stared me down and shook her head. 

Anyway, Mom gave me the ball and said my 'day is coming snip snip'. I wonder what she means by that? 

She also warned me about leaving the ball where it might cause Dad to fall. The shower is dangerous enough for him. I don't want to do anything to hurt Dad. He feeds me when Mom isn't home. 

I guess I'd better pay attention to her on this one. No balls in the shower. 

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Again? More needles? Why?

I had to go to the vet this morning. Have I mentioned the vet likes to stick me with sharp needles? I don't like it much but Mom says I have to get vaccinated to help keep me healthy.

We took Dad's pickup to the vet's office. I sorta knew something was up. Mom was s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g words. I don't think I'll tell her I know what that means. 

I got on the scale and did "sit" just like Mom taught me. I weigh 23 pounds. Mom filled out some forms and then the girl cut my nails. It was okay, but Mom doing it is better. 

Then the vet came in and gave me two shots. He's nice, but he can keep his needles. He says I'm doing great and I look good. 

Of course I look good. I'm Deuce! 

When we got home, Mom gave me lunch and I took a little nap beside Dad's chair. Then my Aunt Donna and Uncle Mike came to visit. They brought my cousin Buster down to meet me. I was a little hesitant because Buster's older and bigger, but we got along okay. 

Now I get to take another nap and then we're going someplace called Lowe's. 

I sure hope they don't have needles there. 

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

I get it now

No picture today and you'll understand why in a moment.

Every morning Mom goes into the bathroom and shuts the door in my face. I let her know in no uncertain terms I do NOT like that. There shouldn't be any closed doors between us -ever! How can I protect her if I can't get to her?

Well, this morning the door didn't latch so I eased into the bathroom to see what was going on. Mom was behind this curtain playing in water!

Hey! I'm a Labrador Retriever! I love, love, love water!

I hopped in the shower with her. When she finished laughing at me, we got out and she dried me with a towel, which was ok. Then she used a thing called a blow dryer on me. I can't decide if I like that or not. It didn't hurt, but it made a weird sound and blew hot air on my face.

Mom says I'm all shiny now. It was fun to take a shower with Mom but she says we should reserve taking a shower together for the weekends. Doesn't she know the weekends are too far apart? I need Mom to be home five days with me and only work two.

And what the heck is puppy shampoo? She says next time she'll use it on me. It better not be something sharp like a needle.

So now you know why Mom didn't take a picture. She wasn't wearing clothes.

Saturday, April 2, 2016

The Big Chair

I seem to have lost my day bed. Mom keeps telling me I dragged it into her bedroom but I don't remember doing that. 

Who needs a dog bed, anyway? Mom has this really nice chair in her study. When I was younger, I sat on her lap in that chair and helped her read. I think it should be okay for me to sleep in the chair while she writes. 

But Mom says no, and she's the pack leader. She says I wouldn't mean to do it but that I'd punch holes in it 

She found my day bed and brought it back to her study. Then she threatened me with a time-out and she means it when she says that. 

I really, really, really want to sleep in the big chair, though. I'll wear her down. Maybe.

Friday, April 1, 2016

Not on my watch

Mom's working from home today. I have her all to myself for three whole days! My plan is to guard her while she's at her desk. Nothing will get past me! 

(Note from Mom - I won't get past him to get out, either.)

I'm really happy she's home to spend the day with me. Well, I guess she has to feed that skanky cat but there's nothing I can do about that. Did I tell you that nasty feline smacked me again? I really need to remember to stay away from his tail.

Anyway, Mom's home with me. First thing this morning, even before breakfast, we walked down to the mailbox and back - it's a long way! Mom says down and back is a quarter of mile. I don't know how she expects me to walk three miles at a time by the end of June, but I heard her tell Dad I'd be strong enough to do it by then. I trust her. Besides, she makes it sound like it will be a lot of fun!