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Dahlia's Dog Days

Training?? What for???

Rrrrrrrrrr, DM has this wild idea that I need more training. Aren't I wonderful the way that I am??? It took years to train this human and now she thinks it should be reciprocal??? WTB????

New neighbors who actually use their yard triggered this and it's escalated........Now I have to be quiet when DM says, can't bark at the shrieking children, have to sit to go out or come in, hear "Leave it" far too often for my taste, and this is going on every day. She must mean business.

Now I can't give the infamous "stink-eye" to my pal Lucy, forbidding her to walk through her own house. My quiet reign of terror is over and these bi-peds keep sayin "calm & submissive", restful, relaxed state, and all that mumbo-jumbo. (Psst...this smaller dog kind of liked bossing the Belgian Shepherd around with just a look......)

I get taken out to the woods today off-leash for a great run, jumps into the creek, and hunting with Lucy. Then they snag me, make me do Heel/Sit, work on "Come" with a hand signal , and wouldn't take no for an answer. *SIGH* Why does change always have to do with me.........................

It's Fall!!!!!

A week ago it was 103, and now it barely hits 80 degrees. Black dawgs love the cooler weather--makes me get the zoomies more often.

DM & her buds got us all together Friday night. They kept swilling some kind of "grape" juice, while Lucy, Marlee, and I took turns chasing each other, with WWF bouts in between. Then last night they came to MY house for dinner and playtime. (I confess to doing the quick dash in the kitchen to check out my food dish, which DM had wisely put away.) Today, not as much fun. I got a morning walk and then DM ditched me to "walk" on something called a golf course for the day.

ODE TO FALL

October is almost gone.
The leaves are going, too.
The ants tried to invade our house,
My kibble being the main target.

The rain is soon on it's way,
Turning my yard into a pond.
This means the bladder hold-out wars will start.
And DM fears greatly for her new carpet.

Cold temperatures mean more baking here,
Hopefully DM will share some with me.
I'll look pathetic, she'll be wracked with guilt,
Well, a dog can always dream.

Odes like this should probably rhyme,
making them seem quite sublime,
But DM's brain doesn't want to take the time.........

Change is for the Birds.......

DM likes to disrupt my routine lately. She decides she needs new carpet, moves the furniture out of the house, and sends me over to a friend's house to stay. Her friends don't understand our hours. I wake up the household @ 5 AM to alert them the newspaper tried to invade their domicile.....they are NOT impressed. I alert them to the mailman, UPS driver , neighbors hammering, cats outside, people walking through the neighborhood, and again, NOT impressed. I think they were glad to see me leave, even though I taught my friend Lucy to revert back to her gaurding heritage. I haven't been back since.....wonder why????

The new floors smelled, DM rearranged the furniture, and I'm low enough to the ground to think this new carpet STANKS! My interior design sneezes seem to amuse DM. Geez........

DM takes Friday off and spends the entire day cleaning the house for visitors. The humans from Oregon were alright in my book, but she had to invite the DD and her hairless pup. That little bi-ped trashed the place, sat in my water dish, chased me, calling my name ("Daya Come!", and they wonder why I decided to take a looooong outdoor break.

Finally, it's Fall. This is when the leaves should change, the breeze picks up, and it becomes cooler, so we can take our outdoor walks much earlier. But noooooo, it's 103 outside! DM hides by the computor, mumbling about heat, oak tree pucky dropping on her car, and it's too frakkin hot to cook. Woman, I live in a fur coat-tell ME about how hot it is!

Eh, maybe now is not the time to correct her. Something called a computor died without files & photos being saved, and it's causing her language to be a bit colorful. She must be in mourning. Maybe I'll try to cheer her up by suggesting another nice walk would be just the thing to take her mind off the death.

Hey! Hey! Don't throw me outside! Quit shoving! It was just a suggestion...................... Dang, it's hot out here..............