It's bad karma, isn't it?

Sadie is here. 

I must have been a very bad dog sometime in my life.  

She's following me around like I'm her daddy, or something. This is Cousin Dave's fault. He had to go for a checkup and I'm the one suffering. 

Mom told me to buck up and be a big dog, but I don't wanna! I want to whine! 

Sadie comes here and eats my snackies. She gets between me and Mom and I DO NOT like this. Mom pets her and I don't like that either! 

The next time Cousin Dave calls me his "buddy," I think I'll ignore him. 

What's up with the snakes?

 

Okay. This is getting spooky. I do not like this at all.

A couple of days ago, Mom spotted a water snake trying to take over my creek. This morning, I go outside to take care of my outside activities and I find a snake? 

Well, okay, it was just the shed skin, but ICKY! 

And all Mom has to say is she needs to weed and feed the lawn? 

What the fluff, Mom? Are you trying to grow snakes?

Deuce's Day, Greenbrier Smokey Deuce, black Labrador Retriever, country living, black snakes, rural living, good dogs, KC Kendricks, a writer's life, 

I wish Mom would not have shown me this

 

No no no no no!!!!!!!! What is that THING doing in my creek?????

I really wish Mom hadn't told me there was a SNAKE in my creek. And I really really wish she hadn't shown me a fluffin' picture of it! 

That's just plain nasty, even though it doesn't look slimy at all. 

Things have been sorta slow on the home front. I chase the deer and the squirrels, and I'm napping on the bed, most days. I go out with Mom and keep both eyes and ears on her while she does chores. And most days we go down so I can romp in the creek, but now.... Now I'm worried. 

Mom says I don't need to worry. Right. It's MY paws in the water with that creepy thing. SHE says it will hear me splashing and vamoose. Where's a moose? What the fluff, Mom? 

Mom says this guy will probably stay on the lower side of the culvert where there's a deep pool and the water is slow moving. I don't go over there and now I know why. I trusted my instincts. But Mom says the fast running part of the creek where I like to play isn't where snakes like to rest. 

I'll believe her, but I'll look around really well before I hop in the creek. This really ruins it for a guy, you know. 

Deuce's Day, Greenbrier Smokey Deuce, black Labrador Retriever, water snake, creeks, good dogs, country lifestyle, rural living, a writer's life, KC Kendricks