Relaxin' and helpin' Daddy

The other evenin, I wanted up in Daddy's lap. You know, on the recliner chair I gave him for Father's Day a year or day ago. I haven't been wantin up there lately. I guess 'cause it's still light outside so I stay on my OP Zoe. But anywho, when I get on Daddy's lap on the recliner chair I gave him for Father's Day a year or day ago I do a flip thing and lay on my back.
Comfy. So I was doin that while Mommy moseyed 'round with Drover and his indoor keep away game. Then Tux got a long snakie toy. We usually play tug o' war with a snakie toy. But since I was busy doin my flip thing on Daddy's lap on the recliner chair I gave him for Father's Day a year or day ago, Mommy put the end of the snakie toy near my face. I grabbed the snakie toy and Tux started pullin. No, I didn't get pulled offa the chair. Mommy said I was bein lazy, so's I jumped down to play with Tux. No more relaxin then. Things get kinda loud when we play tug o' war.

Then today I went outside the wire with Daddy. We went all the way 'round the garage and into our weedy/pasture place. Sum of the grass has grown really tall out there. And that's where Daddy was doin sum work. While he worked, I snooped 'round in the tall grass. Usually there's a cat or two huntin mousies out there. I can see them from my yard. I didn't find no mousies but it was still fun sniffin 'round out there. The grass is so tall, I hadta jump through it. Like a bunny or lil lamb would hop, hop, hop, hippity hop. Then Me and Daddy went back 'round the garage and I had to come back in the yard.
My feet, legs and tummy were soppin wet.
When Mommy and Daddy were eatin their eggie and panpake, she told him she looked out the window once and only saw me. She didn't know where Daddy was. Then she saw my ears go down and go back up. She knew I saw Daddy. That's my signal when I see Daddy. And sure 'nuff, there he was.

Fun times with Daddy.
Happy Father's Day Daddy. I don't think I am gettin you another recliner this year.

A Yak Pacifier

Bug Man came today. Now whenever he shows up, we have this routine. It includes Mega-Barkin of course.
We go outside. We were already outside today when he pulled in. Bark Alert!
The routine is we stay outside while he sprays around inside, down in the basement. Then we come in when he goes out to spray all around outside.
We always Bark a Lot when he is sprayin around the house. Tux goes bonkers runnin from window to window and I stay on OP Zoe and bark my head off.

But today we had a nice surprise. Our pal Hershey had barked 'bout havin a Him-A-Layin chew thing. He loved it.
I had no idea but Mommy had got us sum! And we got them today. So's instead of barkin and runnin 'round inside, we kept busy with our Yak Pacifiers! Bol!

They are Dee-Li-Cious! I highly recommend them. And Mommy is happy 'cause they aren't all chewed up yet and we've been at them for 'bout an hour.
She says they were pricey.
I say I'm worth it.

Have your Mom get you a Yak Pacifier!

I'm picky

Ok, so you know I bark. I bark at lots of stuff. I annoy the peepoles I bark so much.
But I am (big word alert) selective. That means I pick and choose.
Lemme tell ya 'bout it.

Now if I am outside and sumfin goes by, I bark. Run and bark. That's the way it works. Always.

But if I am inside at OP Zoe, that's where the selective deal kicks in. And there don't seem to be no rhyme or reason.
Of course, I bark at tractors, big field machine things, peepoles walkin, joggin, ridin or any kind of moseyin along past my place.
I bark at dogs goin by. Trash blowin by. Tumbleweed things blowin by.
I bark at pick up trucks pullin stock trailers. Dirt bikes, 4-wheelers, bicycles? You betcha. The mailman, UPS, FedEx? Of course!

But sumtimes I bark at cars and trucks and sumtimes I don't. And I Am not asleep! And it might even be the same vehicle. Sumtimes it gets barked at, sumtimes it don't.

Mommy can't figure it out. And I am not gonna tell her why I bark sumtimes and sumtimes I don't. Keeps her guessing.
And interrupts her naptime.
Heh,heh,heh.

My yard grew!

And I don't just mean the grass. Even though that has been growin lots and lots. It was a jungle out there. Daddy got it mowed yeserday.

But anywho. My yard grew! It's always been big, now it's bigger.

We had sum raised bed places where my pawrents grew veggies and mostly weeds. The boards were gettin all rottened so Daddy took them all out and planted grass. But he kept up the fence. You know, so's the cats wouldn't be out there scratchin and pottyin and junk.

The other day he declared the grass ready for paws so he took down the fence.

Best. Yard. Ever.

I tell you, that new grass is wunnerful to roll in. And before he mowed, it was all tall and ticklely on my tummy. Now it's not ticklely but it smells so good and new and it's still great to roll in.

You pups can come on over and give it a try if you want.

Love-Seat-Look-Out no more

Don't worry! You pups know I gotta have my Love-Seat-Look-Out by the big livin room winder. I spend most of my inside time up there. Even if I take a snooze, I sleep with one eye open. I don't miss much that goes by My place.

But My Soldier Daddy told me I could save time with a aack-row-nim. They use those things alla time in the military. To save time I guess.

So I won't be callin My Love-Seat-Look-Out My Love-Seat-Look-Out no more.

Here's the new name: Observation Point (OP) Zoe. That's military jargon for My Love-Seat-Look-Out. Kinda rolls off the tongue, don't it?
From now on when I bark 'bout OP Zoe, I mean My Love-Seat-Look-Out. Hope it's not Too complicated. And don't worry, it's not top secret stuff so we won't be havin lil black drones watchin us.

Back to OP Zoe for a snooze. I mean, maybe the neighbor with the fifty-leven dogs will go by soon. Good barkin then!

A walk, watch out for a trick

So, 'bout first thing yeserday mornin, Daddy took Me and Tux for a nice walk. Down 'long the river. Good smells. Good walk. We even saw where a porcupine pin cushion guy had walked in the dry dusty road place. It looked like he was tryin to cover his tracks by brushin his quills along the ground. Or maybe it was a lady porcupine. Swishy hips made the trail.
I guess that's just what they do, natural like.
Anywho's, it was a good walk. Mommy stayed home with Drover to play his 'round the house keep away game with his orange man toy. His legs are too wonky to go on a real walk with us.
When we got back, they started makin like they were gonna be leavin.
And they did. Leave.
For a Really Long Time.
Hmm, tricky takin us for a walk tryin to wear us out. We still barked like crazy dogs when the mailman left a box on the front steps.
Turns out, they went to Sissor's gradumatootion thing. Took days or sumfin.
We were really glad to get out when they got home to, well, you know what. Then we were tired out.

Be watchin out for a tricky walk. You might get left alone for a super long time. No food. Slimy water dish.
Just a warnin.

Soldier Saves Doggies

So, my typist has the big banage offa her paw so I told her to get with it and type!
This is a big story! Lemme tell ya 'bout it.

'Member my Daddy is a soldier man? He is in the Idunno National Guard. And yes, he works more than one weekend a month. He works on the vehicles and tanks and stuff. The shop has big, really big, garage door things.
So, yeserday it was kinda hot. Daddy was the only one at work right then. A couple of doggies came in to check out the shop. They wandered round. They saw a couple of humvees, an ambulance, a trailer and a couple of big trucks.
There aren't any houses around very close so those doggies musta been wanderin round for a spell. They musta found sumfin good to snack on cause one of them threw up on the floor.
They even went up the metal stairs to where the boss's office and the break room is. Then they didn't want to come down the stairs. But Daddy carried them.
Then he checked out their collars. There was a phone number on their tags. Daddy called the number.
Only took the lady 'bout 5 minutes to get there and get her doggies. They had wandered maybe 'bout a mile or more.

My Daddy is a true hero! I bet he gets a new ribbon to wear on his dress uniform!

Early breakfast!

It's a good thing we are all early mornin pups and peeps 'round here. Mommy is havin her crappy tunnel surgeried tomorrow mornin at 6:30. She made sure she asked the lady a.m. or p.m.
So us pups will get to eat earlier than regular so's that Daddy and Mommy can get to the horsespital in time.
Oh yeah, I don't know when I will be able to bark at you pals. Mommy has sum lame xcuse 'bout havin a bandage on her wrist place. And maybe not feelin like doin much for an hour or so. Humph.

But I will bark when I can and I will be readin your diary entries and comments and stuff.

I will also bark EXTRA LOUD at school buses, lil men movin irrigation pipe, peepoles walkin, ridin, or otherwise goin past my place and all the other usual stuff I bark at. You will be able to hear me and know I am ok.

Bark on!

Hap'nins

First off, gotta bark Big Condogumations to our buddy Hammy, or as we should probly call him Mayor Hammish McDuff. Yep, tomorrow is a big day for Hammy. He got (with a bunch of our help) voted to be mayor du jour of his fair city. Conwags Hammy!

Now on to the borin-ness 'round here.
You pups know that I have 2 skinsibs. They are both old and can take care of themselves and all so they don't live here no more.
Sure nuff, Brother has a birthday comin up. He is gonna be 21. All legal.
We sent him sum plastic storage containers. Just what a 21 year old single guy wants and needs, huh? Axfurly, he asked for them. :-/ And sum geeky t-shirts too. And books. We didn't send those.
And then Sissor is commencin, gradumatatin, sumfin from her 4 year university. She already has a 2 year degree from sum other school. She is needin a bit of a break so's she gonna go work up in Jellystone National Park again this summer or maybe furever if she don't get a Real job. Yep, she is gonna be turnin the big wheel for Old Faithful to go on and off. Or maybe she can get promoted to groomin bison. Or makin sure all the bubblin hot pools and mud pots are the right temperature and have the right kinda bad smells. Whatever.
Then, if she gets a Real job and doesn't work at Jellystone the rest of her life or maybe move into our basement, she wants to get a pet-friendly apartment. And adopt a cat. Or twelve. And knit. She sent this picture to Mommy saying this will be what she is like in just awhile:
Sissor's life
*sigh* I love my family but what can I do?

And then, my typist Might be outta commission for a few days. Next Toosday, she is gonna get surgery-ized for sum crappy tunnel on her left wrist. She will still be able to use the mousie to point and click but as far as typin, well, unlike sum secamateries that Hunt and Peck;-), my typist uses both hands. On the home row even. So she may not be able to take my dictation for a hour or day or while. She is plannin on milkin bein outta commission, so we shall see. Bol!
Maybe I can get Daddy to help me bark in until Mommy comes to. :-0

That's 'bout it in my lil corner of the world.

Keep calm and bark at evfurrything!

Happy May Day!

The birdies is singin. The sun is shinin.

Mommy says when she was a lil girl, she would make lil paper baskets and put flowers in them on May Day. Then she would put them on neighbors' doors, knock and run. A nice lil surprise.

Nuthin like that will happen here.

We woke up to snow on the ground.