Bad Mom

Mom has been bad lately. She hasn't been blogging about me lately because she is complaining about pain in her arm and neck. I told her she should walk it off. Mom told me that we are having a Frankenstorm today. It is very windy out and rainy. But I am more upset about my Grandpa and other people being here and I am banished to the kitchen. That is so unfair! I should be in the living room , greeting people and being hospitable. After all I am the most social one here next to Dad!

Bad but oh so tasty sock

Last week when Mom came home, her suitcase smelled so good. I watched as she unpacked her laundry and put it in the basket to go downstairs to be washed. It smelled so good that I couldn't resist. When Mom went into the kitchen I crept over and grabbed a sock. Mom came back in the room and saw something in my mouth but I ran behind the couch. She didn't know what I had so she came after me. I didn't want her taking that sock away so I did something drastic. I ate the sock. By the time she caught me it was gone. Mom was confused and told Dad that I had eaten something but she wasn't sure what-it might have been a sock. That was last wednesday. Apparently the sock did not sit well. Yesterday afternoon while Mom and Dad were at work, I threw it back up. Dad called Mom to let her know it was a sock that I had eaten. Mom said that she hoped I learned a lesson from this. I guess I should let someone catch me before I eat things next time. When Mom came home I grabbed a mitten off the couch and let her chase me around. I even let her catch me.

Birthday part 2

Yesterday I got to eat the rest of my cookie. It was so tasty! I was lying on the couch with Mom when Dad came home. We hadn't bonded in a while so I climbed up the stairs behind him when he went upstairs. Then I got to play with him. I ran to my crate and pulled out my blanket, then I pulled out all my toys. After playing, I got to snuggle on the bed with him. It was a good day.

Two years old

Yesterday was my birthday. I had to wait all day for my presents.Only the presents from my bff Rigby were worth the wait. Guess what Mom and Dad got me for my birthday? A BATH! That is not a good birthday present. Later on I got some treats and some chicken, but really... a BATH? Then my Grandpa came over and gave me belly rubs. Now that is an awesome present.
   My bff Rigby gave me the best presents though.... I got a card , a huge biscuit (which Mom only let me eat a little bit off-she said we had to save the rest for today) and a great squeaky toy!

     He has his own cards! Mom said we chould look for some wire haired dachshund cards.

Look at the size of that cookie! Mom and Dad never get me cookies that big and tasty!

If you watch closely, you can see Dad actually stealing my cookie!!! I couldn't focus at all the on the present! I wanted my tasty cookie!

At first when Mom put my present on the floor in the bag I was uninterested. This is because I had been happily eating my HUGE cookie when Dad took it away. I was still looking for it so the present wasn't as important as finding my cookie. Eventually I gave up and devoted my energy to the present. It was awesome! I could flip it up into the air, toss it around,  and squeak it! Thanks Rigby!

 

 

It's my birthday!

Mom said HAPPY BIRTHDAY when she let me out of my crate this morning. She told me I am two years old. Then she said we would celebrate when she gets home from work and I could open my presents then. Now I have to wait a whole day!

Why having Mom back is good after all

Last night I remembered why it is good to have Mom back. When Dad brought me upstairs to go in my crate, Mom was in the room and there was a TREAT in my crate! Dad wouldn't go to sleep with me and sometimes he forgot my treat! It is hard to fall asleep all alone in the room and on an empty belly!

Mom's back!

It's been a very long two weeks. Dad and Grandpere have been busy doing stuff upstairs. They cut a hole in the ceiling but they wouldn't let me go up and sniff around. And Dad has been way to busy painting to take me for walks. Yesterday I was lounging in the kitchen when Dad opened the gate to let me out. I strolled out leisurely and stretched. But then I looked around and there was Mom! She was sitting on the couch as if she had never left! I ran right over and jumped up to say hello! I bounced all over her. It was nice to see her but the best part was when she opened her suitcase! It smelled fantastic! Like dogs and other animals and sausages. I jumped in and tried to bury myself in it but she chased me out. Same old Mom-no fun!

I have a hiatus!

Mom told me that I will be having a hiatus. That got me worried cause I didn't know what she meant. Mom said that just means that there will be no new blog postings for me for 2 weeks as she is going away.  She told me to remember all the fun or silly stuff I do for the next two weeks and then Dad and I could tell her all about it when she gets home. Hmm, two weeks of me and Dad? All alone? That will be awesome I thought! We'll have so much fun. But then I thought, what happens when Mom isn't around should probably not be told to Mom. She might get jealous of all the fun we have. Then I thought, Hey! what if Mom will be having way more fun than us? That would be so  RUDE! I think personally that since she isn't bothering to take me or Dad, that she should miss us immensely and wish we were with her! That will teach her to go away!