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My Life in Black & White

It's Good to be Home

It’s true what they say -- there’s no place like home. Don’t get me wrong, I love to travel and going to Pennsylvania for Thanksgiving was fun. I got spoiled, ate things I probably should not have, took many long walks and had lots of attention lavished upon me. Sounds like Utopia, right? It was close, but I think my true Utopia is HOME. Yesterday morning when Mom was packing everything up I was running around like crazy. I was ready; let’s get home. All day in the truck didn’t even dampen my enthusiasm. When we arrived home last night I got a second wind and ran around the house taking in all the smells. Yup, still my home the place that makes me feel warm and cozy inside.

Boy's Weekend?

I now think I know what she was talking about. A few days ago Mom said that Dad and I would be having a boy's weekend. Thursday kinda started out as normal. Woke up early, Dad left for work, but then Mom started packing a suitcase. Were we taking a trip without Daddy? After Mom got dressed we got in the car and Mom dropped me off at Doggy Daycare. Ok, that is normal for a Thursday, I usually go to daycare on that day. Dad picked me up in the afternoon and I laid down to take a nap until Mom got home. Seven-thirty came and Mom was not home yet. Eight o'clock came and went and still no Mom. What's going on? Next thing I know Dad is telling me it's time for bed. But Dad, Mom's not home yet. Should we go look for her? Maybe somthing is wrong!

Neither one of us got a good night's sleep. Now it's very late Friday night and Mom's still not home. Now I get it . . . Boy's Weekend means just Daddy & me. Ok, it does have some advantages. I get to lick his oatmeal bowl after he is done, I don't have to pick-up my toys, pretty much all rules are out the window. But truth be told . . . I miss my Mommy! Come home soon, pawlease!

Tagged Again!

Ok, Lily tagged me weeks ago and I am just getting around to this. Well, at least I’m getting it done.

Rules:
Tell 7 random facts about yourself. Post these facts & the game rules in your diary (you can copy and paste this). Then tag 5 dogs (don't forget to list their names) who must tell 7 random facts about themselves. Let these dogs know they've been tagged by sending them a Paw-mail or rosette. Have fun!

1. I don’t like to have my belly rubbed. It gets me frisky and nippy.
2. I love to eat dandelions. Sometimes I eat so many my muzzle turns yellow.
3. As much as I love to play Frisbee, I’m really not that good at it. I’m sure Mom’s throwing ability has nothing to do with it. BOL!
4. If I hear the word “daycare” someone had better be prepared to take me.
5. I snatch the kitchen towel and run around with it if I want to get Mom’s attention in a hurry.
6. I get a bath every week and I love it.
7. I was in two shelters before I found my forever home.

I tag Pickles, Remington, Gabby and my cousins Sheila & Kula.