Mud Season

Joy of joys....mud season is here. When Mom tried to open my dog yard gate to the field, she ALMOST had her knee high boots sucked off her feet. There is standing water in the field and mud so wonderfully thick and gooey. Heaven. Today we went for our first horseback ride since Christmas. Mom has been sick A LOT this Winter. I have been doing a good job snuggling and following her from couch to bed to hammock for months. Finally, today I got to run, run, and run some more. I was so fast. I kept up with Gabe, the fast horse. But I guess to be fair, Mom did keep Gabe to a trot for the hour. But I DID keep up after all that Winter sloth.Good Dawg.

The Iditarod and POINTERS

My Mom is in a group of teachers helping each other study the Iditarod with their classes. Today she read in a news release that Rick Swenson, the ONLY five time champion, is hoping to win again. Here is the exciting bit.



"Swenson has spent the past 10 years or so mixing short-haired
pointers into his kennel, adding speed."

from http://www.cabelasiditarod.com/coverage_2007/cov07_mar01_01. html


enough said......Pointers Rule the speed world

Navel Investigations

A group Mom is in on this site started talking about dog belly buttons. Someone googled it and found that all dogs have navels. Another person posted a picture of their dog's outie belly button. Thus the great search began. It was like an all cavity search at an airport. A guy couldn't even lay down without Mom visually looking me up and down. Then running her hands on my belly. I like a belly rub as much as any dog but this was getting ridiculous. Mom was too shy to rub very low and obviously my belly button was not in the middle of my stomach like hers. She finally found it the other night and it is an inny. And so very low that there will be no postings of pictures of the above mentioned inny. Thank God that is over. I can hardly wait for what the group writes about next.

Evil Hot Sauce

I LOVE to lick off the excess ketchup that Mom sometimes puts on her plate. Last night she tried a new frozen food. It was Delimex Fajitas Grilled Chicken. Evidently she supposed that it would be too mild and loaded her plate with hot sauce to dip the fajitas. She ate up those fajitas without giving me a taste but left that big ole pile of ketchup looking stuff on her plate. I dove right and and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I gave her the injured puppy look and walked away from her. I THOUGHT she loved me....evidently not!

Caught!

Mom is trying to get my page looking nicer with photos. She got some good ones of the birds, horses, and cats ....but then found I that I (OF COURSE) had to be in each picture to put it on the page. Soooooo here we go again with the borrowed camera.

This morning Mom was trying to catch the "greeting of the cats" that I do every morning. I don't think she realized how fast that all happens and it is nearly impossible to catch with a digital camera. Right when the camera is stuck to her face and she is watching me like a hawk (or like I like to watch for deer) I peed on the hay in the barn. Wow .... she sure was angry! How was I to know that I couldn't mark some nice yellow grass...it was ALREADY yellow.

Overnight at the Relatives

Mom took me to stay with her homeschooling sister's family because it was going to be too cold to stay in the barn while she went to work.

That night I let my niece sleep in her bed a little. She was very assertive and wanted to sleep on her own pillow. I usually sleep in a king sized bed with Mom and get a pillow and spread out a bit. Well, this niece tried twice to move me off her pillow and over on her single bed. I gave her a good growl. But you know what! She tricked me and pretended to leave the room and while I got up to see where we were going, she ran back and reclaimed her bed and pillow! Sniff.

In the morning, excitement of excitements, the doorbell rang! The Mom tried to hold my collar so I wouldn't run outside and ....... I felled her like a tree. Of course I didn't notice in my excitement to get to the door but she was determined to tell everyone how I pulled her over so she pitched to the floor landing totally flat. Hmmmm. Maybe she should just let ME get the door.