The dreaded thunder

Well, it's been a crazy couple of days. Sometimes it sounds like the world is caving in and I turn into a whirling dervish and try to dig to China through the kitchen floor. My persons call it thunder, I call it the sound of imminent death and react accordingly. I make sure my persons don't fall asleep by jumping on their heads or somehow making bongo sounds in my kennel. Despite them turning every noise-making apparatus on to a deafening roar, I can still sense the impending doom. Why they don't understand and heed my warnings I don't know.

Spring poop day!

I think it's hilarious when my person picks up my poop. This year we had a lot of snow, and some April snow on top, so spring poop day was a little later than usual. But that just meant that the event lasted longer! The first thing I do is add a little something to the problem. Then I run around my person in circles, bounding like a deer, making ha-ha sounds with my breath and trying to get Zoe to chase me. This year, my persons bought a little rake and chute thing, which is kind of a bummer since I can't jump on their heads when they bend over to pick up poop. But a good time was had by all, well, at least by me, and an hour later the yard was poop-free!

I am found!

My shorter person finally found me last night. I'm pretty mad that she made me wait for 16 days to come get me, but I'm just happy to be home so I guess I'll let it slide. The humans keep saying it's a Christmas miracle. I've been so cold and hungry and my feet hurt so bad. I'm down to 25 lbs from 40 lbs after my time on the lam, and very very sleepy still. My persons keep asking me about my adventure, but I'm not talkin'.....and I'm verrrry sleeeepy.........zzzzzz......mmmmm......warm comfy couch.....zzzzzzzzzz....

I am lost

Libby opened our front door while we were gone and escaped. If you live in Bend please keep an eye out for her! We're so worried! Please call animal control if you see her or the phone number on our fliers. Most up-to-date info: Libby was taken by car from a neighborhood park south of Wilson near 6th the weekend of the 15th (probably Sunday). It was not animal control that picked her up. We're praying it's some well-meaning person (who for whatever reason would not call the numbers on her collar or read our ads in the paper or fliers all over the area). We miss her so much and are just heartbroken.

Been a loooong time

It's been forever since I've written, but I'm VERY busy. So much has happened, we moved to a new town and have a new house with a big yard. There are two yorkies next door that I will watch FOR HOURS. I really want to herd them but there's that dang fence. Then on the other side there are two labs mixes that are too slow for my taste. The best part is that the neighborhood is really quiet, which is important for a neurotic such as myself. There are no demon children waving flags at me (I hate flags) and no diesel flatbed across the street (boy do I hate diesel engines). I've been with my persons 2 1/2 years now, and I've settled down so much I don't have to take prozac anymore! Because I'm calmer, I've also become quite fat, so my mean persons have cut back on my tasty kibble--I"M STARVING!

Ugh, my persons are so embarrassing!

So my people put their dim wits together and figured out how to put a movie on my page. It sounds cool but it's horrible cause all you hear is my people trying to figure out how to take video. It would be funny if weren't so sad. And it's not exactly my best performance either. I hate that camera thing they got for Christmas. Now they follow me around with it everywhere. Anyway, if you must, check out my video but realize that if I shot the video it would be so much better. My persons aren't real smart.

Mud, mud, mud.....

In the last few days all the cold white stuff that is so much fun went away from my backyard. Instead there's pools of water and everything is all brown. I do *not* like running on this stuff, I cannot show off my amazing speed or stop on a dime or cut a corner. Sissy Zoe the slow dog can catch me now and knock me over with her huge bulk. She can make me slide a long way. It's making me very cranky and I get snarky with her. I tried to complain to the persons but they are too focused on muttering at the new color of the kitchen floor. It used to be white but now it's brown. Also, I can hear them suck in their breath when I jump on the couch. I think the brown looks great with the turquoise couch, personally.

The shorter person has been trying to keep me busy inside with new tricks. It's harder than the ones I know because she seems to just want me to sit and look at her. Sit STILL and NOT LOOK AT ANYTHING BUT HER! It's ridiculous. Even when I can sit for a while there's no way I can just look at her. Doesn't she know how fast my mind works? And how hard it is for me to stay in one place? This is the worst trick ever. Maybe if I keep doing it badly she'll give up and teach me something I want to know, like weave between her legs.

On a more positive note, I'm settling down after my christmas at the noisy place. Every time I go I think my persons aren't coming back, like my previous persons, and when I get back I'm so freaked out I can't stop moving. I dig, dig, dig at the carpet and pace around the house. The shorter person says it's something called neurotic. But now that it's been a couple days I'm pretty sure that this is my forever family. Now I lounge around on the couch again and scratch my back on the carpet and throw my chews in the air when no one will play. Life is good.

Day after Christmas

Yee haw!! My people finally came to get me at the noisy house. My people take me there sometimes, I'm not sure why. It's noisy because the nice lady there has 8 border collies. It's pretty fun to play with them but boy was I excited to see my people. BUT, then the taller person started following me around with a horrible thing in his hand that shines a scary orange light. I keep running away from it but he keeps stalking me with it. Lucky I'm really fast and agile. He has managed to catch me a couple times though, and after the orange light there's a nasty flash like lightening. Sheesh. Then the people cluster around the scary thing and laugh at it. Then they go over to the table and make angry faces at the glowing screen. They seem to think it's some sort of toy, but it's like they haven't figured it out yet. It can't be as difficult as the squirrel buddy, buster cube and kong, and I figured those out right away! Silly persons. They should have gotten a good toy like a frisbee instead.