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It's a Chocolate Life

New treat!

Today we went on a wine country adventure. When we go there, one thing mommy and daddy do is have a picnic. This involves all kinds of yummy-smelling people-food that they eat outdoors. Winkie and I are not supposed to get any. We're not even supposed to want any. But, unlike when mommy and daddy eat indoors, like at home, on a picnic they tie us to the table.

If I'm gonna be tied up to a table, I want what's up there! (Winkie doesn't care, he just curls up and naps!) So I pester daddy. (It's no use pestering mommy, don't even try it!) I paw at his legs, or I try to jump up in his lap or onto the table. Over the years, I've trained him to bribe me with doggy treats and chews. He has spent my whole life looking fur chews that will keep me occupied a l-o-o-o-n-g time, so he can eat his food!

He may have found it.

Mommy bought this thing she called a him-o-layin' chew. It's long and yellow and squarish. When daddy furst gave it to me I kind of sniffed at it, but I wasn't interested. I didn't know what it was. Daddy said, "Well, that's a failure." He gave me one of the chicken-y bone-ish thingies I've been getting fur awhile. But honestly, those are kinda boring. We just left the him-o-layin' thing laying in the grass.

Pretty soon I gave it another sniff, and then a lick. Hmmmmmm, this thing had pawsibilities. I tried to get a tooth on it, but it was really hard! Hmph. So I left it, but pretty soon I tried again. And the more I chewed at it, the more I liked it! Then just when I got one end kinda softened, it was time to go home and it got put away.

When we got home we got a small din-din, because of eating treats during the day. That's mommy's dumb idea. But then, daddy hauled out the him-o-layin' chew and gave it back to me! OMD!! I'm nevfur letting that thing out of my mouf again! I trotted all ovfur the house with it! I chewed it here, and I chewed it ovfur there, and then I jumped up on the couch with it--which I've nevfur done with ANY chew befure--and when I got tired and my eyelids started drooping it was still in my mouf. Mommy says my jaw will be sore in the morning, but I'm not dropping it! I'm gonna dream about it all night! ZZZZZZZzzzslrphzzzzzzmunchzzzz..........

Not That Much Fun

Mommy and daddy had to go away fur a few days to the land of sleet and snow. Winkie and I couldn't go, and we couldn't stay home alone, so we had to stay someplace else. Usually we stay at the Wag Hotel, which is furry nice. But there is no grass there fur Winkie to eat, and Winkie NEEDS his grass. So mommy and daddy found another place.

It sounded nice. We'd be spending the days outdoors with other doggies, in a big fenced field with lots of grass. At night when all the other doggies went home, we'd stay at the lady's house with her and her five doggies. That's a lot of doggie-ship! Although pawsonally, I prefer hooman-ship.

We were okay with the daycare. Winkie likes to run around off-leash and play. Me, I mostly look fur a lap or other comfy place to lounge. But at night, it wasn't like being at home. We had to sleep where there were no hoomans. I don't like that, and I said so! HOOOOWWWWLLLLL!!!!!

The lady didn't like that. Her roommate didn't like it. I wasn't sure they liked me. I couldn't wait fur mommy and daddy to come back.

We're home now, and I have my own crate and my place on the couch right next to daddy, and all is right with the world! We even got new toys, because it was Winkie's Barkday while mommy and daddy were gone. We're not evfur going back to that place. Daddy promised.

Champ!

OMD, my pal Champ is a star again!!

Evfurry morning mommy goes to Freekibble to answer a trivia question and win some kibble fur shelter doggies. (Your mommy should do that! It's fun and mommy learns a lot, too!)

So this morning the question was about a doggie mommy who wins phodography awards, and it turned out to be Champ's mommy Candice! You can see a bunch more pawsome photos on his page: Champ.

WTG Champ and mommy!!!