What a wonderful Christmas Eve I had. Back on my very first blog when I told you all about me, I mentioned Sophie. My humans had a Golden before me. His name was Lager and Sophie was his girlfriend. My humans tell me they were always together. Sophie is almost 13 now, but I totally understand what Lager loved about her -- she is quite a lady. And best of all, she and her humans come over every Christmas Eve. I get presents for Sophie and she get presents for me -- it's so much fun. Sophie's Mom worries about her because she has trouble going up and down steps now. To get off the deck and into my backyard, there are steps so everyone worries about Soph. You should have seen her this afternoon though... she was just like a kid again. She went out the door and jumped off the side of the deck just like she was a young girl again. It made us all smile. Then, just to be safe, when she was ready to come back inside, my Mom went out in the cold and helped her up the steps. We love her.
In case you were wondering, Sophie is the one with the white face :o) .....her she is again...
Ahhhhhhhhhhh Christmas -- tissue paper is the best....the present Sophie gave me wasn't bad either.
Howdy to all my friends....Sorry I have been gone for awhile. My Mom has been very busy and I can't turn the computer on without her -- some problem with the fact that I don't have any thumbs. But anyway, we are back at least for the moment.
Yesterday was one of the best days ever. My best pal Farley came over to visit and we played all day long. We both laid claim to each other's Dad's and then when we realized that one of us was too close to the other guy's Dad, we reclaimed our own Dad....what fun. And there was lots of extra treats. My Mom is a sucker for a cute furry face.
The humans ate something called Coney Dogs and french fries. Farley and I weren't allowed to have that, but then how weird would it be for us to eat something with the word "dog" in it.
Here we are taking a breather from our romping.
I think that Farley must know something I don't. Either that, or miracles happen at his house and stuff just sort of jumps off the counter. He sat there for an eternity waiting for the miracle to come but I never saw it. He MUST know something I don't.
I wonder if Farley was as tired as me at the end of the day. I had so much fun. I wish Farley didn't live so far away, but I hope he can come back soon.
I should have listened. My best friend Farley tried to warn me. He is older and wiser and knows about these things. But NOOOOOOOO, I didn't listen and then suddenly, there they were. The humans put out massive quantities of holiday stuffies that I am NOT allowed to touch, much less tear to shreds. Oh Farley, when will I learn to listen to you?!? This is pure torture.
They are everywhere........ this is not good................
Oh please, this is my room with only my toys..... make it stop...............
How long till Santa comes?!? A guy can only be good for so long.
Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. I don't know about you, but I find this fabulous food extravaganza holiday to be most exhausting. Mom gives me special treats in my dinner -- you know what I mean -- the good stuff that we never, ever get to have on a normal day. I had my regular food mixed with turkey, green beans, and some really yummy kind of thick wet stuff -- I think Mom called it gravy. I didn't get too much of that though. Mom said it was not very good for me. I often wonder if she knows what it truly good. Anyway, I had a feast. And then, just like the humans, I was soooooooooo tired that I decided to have my Dad love on me for a minute and then curled up for a well deserved nap.......zzzzzzzzz....I don't think I woke up until this morning.
This red fox got into our house several weeks ago, but I killed it, saving my family from harm. Now I just carry it's lifeless body around all the time to show how brave I am...... Actually I made that up. It is really one of those new "no stuffing" soft toys. It had squeakers in both ends which I promptly removed and now it is my favorite thing to toss around, sleep on and carry everywhere I go. With Christmas coming, let your humans know that I give these "no stuffing" toys a big 2 dew claws up!
The weekend is almost over. Why do the they go by so fast? My Mom will have to go back to work tomorrow and Dad and I will be here hanging out waiting for her to come back.
We went for a long walk yesterday and then to the park -- I love the park. My Mom loves to walk. We must have covered 50 miles before we got to the park.... OK, maybe it was only 3 or 4 miles, but it seemed like 50. Michigan (that's where I live) is a strange place. I am only a kid, but if I remember right, I think it is supposed to be cold and maybe even have some of that fun white stuff on the ground. But instead, it was sunny and 65 degrees -- only 3 degrees less than Phoenix, AZ. -- what's up with that. It's OK with me cuzz I get to go to the park......did I mention I love the park?
There's this tube thing in the park that Mom was trying to get me to climb through. I stood my ground though. She won't let me slide down the big tube at the little kid's school so I'm not climbing through this crazy tube. Besides, you can't even slide in it. It's just a big dumb tube. Mom and I had some laughs about it because every time she tried to coax me through the tube, I ran around it and licked her face. What a fun game.
Hope all my blogging friends had a good weekend too.
After my fun play day yesterday, things started out pretty normal around here for a Sunday. Dad got up, got the paper, made coffee and let me outside. Mom sleeps in a little, but she got up pretty early too. After everybody takes a shower and gets dressed, the humans eat breakfast and then it is walk time for me. Mom and I headed out on what I thought was going to be a normal walk. We went on a route that I was familiar with and then suddenly we were at a big road with traffic lights and I had to sit and wait for the little white light man in the box up high to tell us it was OK to cross the street. After we crossed, we walked a little more and then there it was...... the dreaded SHAMPOOCH! I was getting a bath and there was nothing I could do about it. All that fun, leaves and dirt, washed away in just minutes.
So now all signs of my fun day have been washed away. Mom and I walked back home and by the time we got there, all was forgiven. Don't tell Mom, but I feel a lot better. Those leaves and stuff made me all itchy, not to mention look how nice, clean and fluffy I look now. It's all good.
I knew Mom was cleaning for a reason on Friday. The kids and grandkids came over yesterday and I got to play all day long. We rolled in the leaves and chased around in the back yard until nobody could play anymore. Dad and his human son were cleaning out gutters, bagging leaves and moving stuff while we played. Dad's human daughter and Mom went shopping at Ickia. Oh, pardon me, Mom says it is IKEA, not Ickia -- I'm a dog, what do I know. Anyway, gutters and shopping sound pretty boring in comparison to kids and a big pile of leaves. By the time everyone came back inside, we all kind of wondered why Mom had bothered to clean. We trashed the place.
Dinner time was coming and the fun was over. The kids all went home and I was sad, exhausted, but sad. I ate my dinner and then..............well, let's just call me comatose Dugan. I had a great day!
Today I had a special surprise. My Mom came home from work early and after she did some marathon house cleaning -- somebody must be coming over to visit tomorrow -- she took me to the playground at the little kids school near our house. I love that place. It has all these giant toys that I can climb on. I walked across the catwalk on the biggest toy of all and then I went up these really steep stairs to a place where you can go down a giant tube and slide all the way to the bottom. Mom won't let me go in the tube -- something about I'll get hurt or kill myself. It really looks like fun though. Little kids go in the tube all the time, but Mom still says NO.
Is my hair a mess or what -- I have got to stop rolling in the leaves.
Hi! It's me, Dugan. Just thought I would start by giving you a little background on me.... born April 12, 2006 in Pinkney, Michigan where I lived with some humans and my dog parents until June when my permanent human parents adopted me. Now I have a nice house where I let the human parents live too and a very big backyard that is ALL mine. Life is good! I have some doggie friends in the backyards on both sides of mine -- Lucy, a little white dog who is kind of skiddish, but she's nice, on one side and two big Weimer whatevers on the other on the side -- Grady, he's the boy and Sidney, the girl. They are OK, but Grady barks really loud all the time and pee's on my head through the fence. Sidney doesn't do much. I also have a very good friend who lives around the corner. Her name is Sophie, she is a Golden too. She's getting pretty old -- I think she is 12. She was my human's first Golden kid's girlfriend so we all love her. Let's see... what else.... oh yeah, there is my "Doctor Jeff". He takes good care of me and I like him so much I don't even mind shots and other icky stuff. And finally, my cousin/great-outdoors friend, Farley -- I like him best.
Now that we have covered the background information..... with the help of my pal Farley's Mom and my own Mom, I have decided to try my paw at blogging so I'll be reporting my daily doings as often as I can -- I hope you will enjoy my "tails"