A day in the life of Fergus the Wonder Welsh

Too pooped to pop!

And I ain't lying!! Mom was traveling on business last week so I spent the time in doggie jail (she calls it a hotel, right). There are just way too many things to see and do when one is in the joint (I really don't get what Paris was all worried about, sure you come out a little sloppy looking but one good brushing takes care of that!). I don't think I slept the whole time I was there. When mom came to pick me up I was SO excited, I came barreling out to greet her and my favorite handler told her I'd been this amped all week. Mom laughed and thanked them for wearing me out (while secretly wondering if in fact they had). We popped by the office to say hi to our peeps and check email (ok, I said hi to the peeps and she checked email. I can't be bothered by that sort of thing usually). It was HOT out! Once done greeting everyone I CRASHED. I mean, I CRASHED hard! Could barely raise enough energy to lift my head as my peeps wished me well and headed out for the weekend. Thought I was done for the day, but after it cooled down to a breezy 87 we headed out for a lap around the pond (1.5 miles). ISH, still muggy and I was dragging tail, but as a highpoint some of my favorite kiddies drove by thrilled to see I was back and walking the hood so I was met with YELLS of Fergus! Hi Fergus!! Makes a pup feel truly loved that does.

Mom did the Race for the Cure today, but they said no doggies so I stayed home. She walked me WAY early this morning before she left for the race so it would still be sort of cool for me (I'm not a big fan of the heat). When she came back she told me there were all sorts of dogs there, but that she figured it was still best I stayed home since it was really hot and really crowded. I'm not such a huge fan of either so I'm glad I didn't go. But when Canines for the Cure rolls around you know I'll be there!!