Thank you so very much!!

Thanks to every pup fur sendin' us holiday greetins and pressies!! You pups (and kittehs) are da bestest pals we could ever ask fur.

We had a great Christmas - as many of you know, our daddy came home on Christmas day!! We are a whole fambly again now and so very happy. I didn't beweef my own eyes fur a second when we drove up to the airplane station and saw him standin' there!! But it's TRUE!! YAY!!

Comp'ny's Comin'!

My gramma and Papa Larry's comin' to my house tonight! WOOHOO!! I wuvs my gramma so much. I hasn't seed her in a billion years. She gives me bites of her dinners. YUM!! And she gives me scritches. YES!! And she lets me play outside all I want! YES, YES!!

It's gonna be a great weekend!

Oh, Boy!!

We gots peeples comin' to our house!! Peeples that will actually play wif me!! YIPPEE!! Mommy's sister is comin' down all da way from KEN-tucky (dat's how you say it - lots of emphasis on KEN)! For lotsa days, too! Her kids are comin' wif her and I wuv kids!! WooHOOO!!

I's only a little 'cited. A wee-wittle bit!! They should be here tomorrow evenin', just 'fore my bedtimes. Bedtimes is at dark time, so just a little bit 'fore then, if traffic plays nice, Mommy says. (I can't play in traffic, why can she play in traffic?)

Movin' on! A man is comin' to see us on Saturday, too, to cut da grass that is taller 'en me! Mommy has been really slackin' this summer wif dat. BOL! No, she tells me da stoopid lawnmower 'chine won't crank up, so she said Fooey On It. But this man will cut it all down fur us just coz he's nice. (Mommy here: Not coz he's nice, coz he's getting paid.) Then I'll have lots of grass clippins to roll in!!

Oh, I feel lotsa good times comin' on!!

Mommy's Nuts!

She wasn't feelin' good yesserday, so I was snugglin' wif her in da recliner chair. I wuv to lays on her lap, so I made myself right at home on her belly.

Then she said sumfin crazy. She said I sat on da baby!! I didn't see no baby!! No baby was cryin' or nuffin'. But she swore der's a baby in der and I sat on it!!

I don't know what to fink, pups! 'Cept she's nuts!

Back from Vacation!

Mommy and Daddy didn't furget about us, unlike what GG and da kittehs was tellin' me. They picked us up on Sunday afternoon and I was so glad to see 'em!! I wasn't glad fur da baff I got as soon as we got back home!

But now that I'm clean, Mommy can snuggle wif me some more! I had a great time playin' wif da udder pups while I was there, but I wuv bein' at home wif Mommy and Daddy even more, I finks.

Off to da Farm!

We loaded up today to go out to da kuntry fur da week while Mommy and Daddy do sumfin wifout us. Figgers! Even da kittehs had to go, so it must be sumfin real serious. They meowed all da way there, too. Sheesh! Alls I know is I get to run and romp all week long at da farm! I will smell so good when Mommy and Daddy pick us up next week. Yee haw!!

See ya next week, pals!

No More Urkaaaaaahhhs

I just had da one insuhdent and dat's it. Fankfully!! I's been feeling fine since da udder night. I guess I just had to get whatever it was out.

Now, it's time to play outside coz it's a beeyootiful day!

Urka Gurkas!

Mine was really more a simple "URKAAAA."

I tried to tell Mommy dat my tum-tum hurted, but her wasn't listnin' to me. So I got down on da rug and barfed right der in fronta Mom. Now she knows why I was tryin' to get her 'tenchin.

Den I went to da udder rug and urka gurka'd again. Had to get it all out, I guess. Now I's sweepy and ready fur bed. No dinners fur me tonight, Mommy said. Gotta hold all da food til mornin', at least.

We all hope dat was all da urka gurkas 'round here fur a long time!

Lemme Tell Ya 'Bout Dis

O. M. D. Girls are so High Maint'nence!

Greta is so 'fraid of funderstorms dat she hassa wear a shirt now! Normally, she's right up under Mom when da storms are hap'nin'. Not today - Mom put some kinda special shirt on her and she was calm, cool and relaxed. Not as relaxed as me, coz I went back to sweeps!

Funderstorms don't bother me none. I's da pup dat was outside when da tornado was hittin' a few miles up da road. It was fun to be in da wind and da blowin' rain. BOL!

My Duck Was Stolen!

I like to take all my toys outside - no big secret. But lately we hadn't seen my squeaky duck toy. Well, today Mom had to deliver a onbeelope to da neighbor man coz da Fed Ex guy left it at our house (Mom says our numbers are 2086 and his numbers are 2096). So off she went over derr to 'liver his onbeelope to him, and what did she see? My squeaky duck! Neighbor man said his lil' doggie - The Rogue, he called him - stoled it! Along wif a Tupperware bowl Mommy'd left outside! Dey was laffin' and laffin'. Da neighbor doggie is a lil' cheewahwah and pomeraynee-an mix. Looks like a lil' red fox. And man does he talk! He talks more dan Greta Grace, and beleef me, dat's alotta talkin'! BOL!

I was so glad to see my squeaky duck again! I don't care about da bowl. And da neighbor man was glad to see his onbeelope! All is well again. BOL