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Sabre's Story

Snowball fight...are you talkin to me?!!!!!!!!!

Beau and Scout challenged ME to a snowball fight...REALLY??? Who do they think they're messin' with? Don't they know I'm part reindeer!?! I LIVE for the snow! Plus I hear Scout, you don't like the snow and cold so much, do you? I was just out for a long time...heck the only reason I'm inside now is because mom made me. She can take the cold but even she has her limits. I guess...it's better that I rest up for our battle royale. It's AWW-ON!!

Woo hoo!! It's my birthday!! I've turned the big 2!!

Watch out...

Mom finally decided to get moving this morning. We went out for our walk. Nearing the end of the driveway I heard the barks from my neighbor dogs, you know, the ones who are always tied out who bark at everything and when I hear them I always think that Beau and Scout are on their way over. I knew that they couldn't be barking at me because I was kind of out of their line of sight. Sure enough, it was Beau and Scout, but they were with Mark this time. Usually mom walks me with Connie so I thought this was strange. I heard mom call out, "It's kind of late for you isn't it! I promise we won't go too fast!" Apparently Mark does not like the break-neck pace of our usual walks together. He said yes and I thought to myself, BONUS!! That's the third walk this week, we're getting pretty good at it too. Mom was really trying hard to slow down my pace so Mark wouldn't get mad and never let us walk together again. I did manage to get in a few flying kisses and a few head rubs--maybe Mark doesn't know that I have to keep the strap on my snout. No luck, mom apparently already told him my trick. I'm not really that friendly, I just want you to help take this stinkin' strap off my snout!!! Ok, just kidding. You know I am an attention hog. Well we had to turn around early because of a couple of dogs roaming free. Not a good idea for our pack to approach them. Mom and Mark know how we stick together so they didn't even give us a chance. On the way home, Beau tried some crazy move--he actually tried to walk right underneath me. It would have worked had he just ducked a little bit. I am a tall and lanky fellow. The real kicker was when he stuck his snout underneath me while I was peeing. He always does this so I'm used to it, but for some reason, he still is not used to the powerful mule kicks that I do after peeing. He zoomed right in for his chance to pee on top of my pee and I just let him have it...first it was all leaves and then I got him right on the snout. Mark started calling me donkey. He says my wookie sounds may not be wookie afterall.