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The new house and furniture

Bath Time

Well last Saturday was a big day for my dads. They were having Aunt Patsy and Aunt MaryLou over with all the kids to come over for a carne asada. That's carrrrrne asada in case you didn't know to roll your r's. That's basically when my dad's take their food outside and put it in this big black box that spits out smoke and fire. I personally can't stand the thing. It makes me gag. Lucy loves hanging around that thing waiting for something to fall to the ground. Me? I'm not that desperate.

So all this time they were cleaning the house, putting stuff away, running that noisy machine that sucks up stuff from the carpet, etc... when I heard Daddy Hector say that word 'bath'. Now, I love a nice warm bath. I love to stick my head under the faucet and get rubbed all over by my dads when they wash me up. Lucy, on the other hand, heard the word bath and split for the secret hiding place. I just don't get her sometimes.

Well I thought this was going to be a regular bath like last time, but Daddy Hector started talking about going in the car. So I got excited hearing car but wasn't sure how I was going to get a bath in the car. Daddy Jim didn't sound like he wanted to go in the car and Daddy Hector had to make him go. Man, he always gets his way.

So we drive and drive for a while. I'm sticking my head out the window enjoying life. Lucy is under the seat looking for stray french fries and then we finally get to some place called Bark and Bubble. Never heard of such a thing and wasn't sure quite what to make of it. Lucy just pee'd. Daddy Hector talks to some lady and signs some papers while Daddy Jim held our leashes. Daddy Jim still didn't seem too happy.

Then, we get to this room with a gigantic tub that's super duper high and that's when it hit me what this place is. It's a whole place where dogs come take a bath. Daddy Hector puts on this apron and puts me in the tub and starts the water. Ahhhh it felt so good and I was just loving it and even after a while Daddy Jim started to like it. I got my shampoo, my conditioner, and a nice rub with the warm water. I hadn't realized how dirty I was until I saw the water rinse down the drain.

That's when it went all downhill. The towel part was all the same like before but then Daddy Hector comes at me with this big long tube. He flips the switch on the machine it's attached to and I get hit with hurricane force winds right in my face. My cheeks flaped open and I'm sure I must have barked really loud but not that you could hear me with as much noise as this thing made. I tried all I could to get away from that thing. I climbed all over Daddy Jim-- on his arm, on his shoulders, his head just to get away from that thing. How would you like 40mph winds up your butt?

Finally, he turned the thing off and it was Lucy's turn. I was so glad it was over. That was the worst bath I have ever had. I vote that we just do it at home with towels and I can just run all over the house at top speed to get dry. This was too much!

I'd tell you about Lucy's experience but she got in such a state about the whole thing after her bath that she's got like a press conference speech about her time with this. She was not a happy pooch at all. I'll let her tell you about it in her diary.

Settling In

Well one day my dads started to pack up all their stuff and put them in boxes and they would drive them away. They started with their clothes and I wondered what they were going to wear and they started taking their food stuff and I was worried they were going to have to eat my treats and chewies. Then they took the furniture and their sleepy time beds too. I was wondering what the heck got into them. All day long they kept doing this until finally they picked up me and my sister Lucy and stuck is in the car with them with all the rest of our stuff. Now, I like car rides but I really didn't enjoy this one as I had to sit on my dad's computer all the way to this new house.

Well when we got there Lucy and I couldn't believe our eyes. This new place is BIG. I can run and run and still not get to the other side of the house. There were all these new rooms and places to go explore and snoop and all our stuff was there. I checked to see if my chewies and treats made it and sure enough they were there so I felt better after that.

Of course, my sis, Lucy, just had to mark on the inside of the house. I could have told her that it was going to be a bad idea. She got the picture really quick. She should have done this in our new yard, which by the way is ginormous.

I like this new house and I let everyone that walks by that this is my house. There are some new people and pups to meet but they all know by now who rules this neighborhood. The Hanky Spanky.