I love Mom best when she's holding food

Mom says she knows that I love Dad more. I can't help it. Dad is awesome! He lets me sleep on the futon, he drops food on the floor for me to eat, he chases me around and plays with me, and he only yells at me sometimes. What does Mom do for me? She makes me go into my crate at night (Boo!), she makes me walk up and down the stairs, which is hard for my little legs, she makes me go on very very long walks (like the Bataan Death March!!!)oh and she feeds me most of the time. She does however, always remember to give me my cookie at night! Dad is just cooler and more fun!
    I do show Mom lots of love when she is holding food though. Especiallly when she is holding food and walking to sit on the couch. Cause when she sits, the food is in range of me! She doesn't like to share but I have snagged my fair share of goodies from her. Once she had a bowl of blueberries and she was not fast enough, I stuck my snout right in and grabbed some! So I do show Mom love! And I have been very good (that's to Santa cause it's almost December and Mom said only good dogs get presents at Christmas!).

A day gone very bad

Yesterday, I had a nice surprise. I was snoozing in the kitchen and dreaming about doors and footsteps when I woke up and realized that there was someone in the house! I peered through the kitchen gate anxiously waiting to see who it was. It was my Grandma! I was very happy to see her and of course she was VERY happy to see me! I ate my carrots right by her feet. I got lots of attention. Then Mom came home and dragged me out into the cold night. When we came back, Dad was home too! I got to eat with all of them. I thought that it was a very good day. Unfortunately Grandma left and Mom decided to give me a bath. That was not fun.I had to stand in the bathtub with shampoo and conditioner all over me for a loooooooong time. Then Dad dried me off. As soon as he put me on the floor, I ran into the living room and threw myself all over the rug to get rid of that freshly bathed smell. It wouldn't go away. That was very exhausting so I jumped up on the couch and snuggled with Mom and Dad for the rest of the night.

Long weekend

I had a good weekend but it was long. On Friday Mom put on my harness and I got all excited cause I knew we were going somewhere. Mom and Dad took me to a new dog park. I didn't want to go in cause I've had some bad experiences at dog parks, but they made me. This dog park had 2 runs, one for dogs 30lbs and under (that's me!) and one for bigger dogs (like my bff Rigby)-but I could also go into the bigger run if I wanted to. I had fun playing with a bunch of dogs.  When I was all tuckered out, Mom and Dad took me home.  On Sunday I was feeling very needy cause Mom and Dad were doing stuff and not paying attention to me. So I sat by the kitchen gate and barked and barked. Finally Mom felt bad and let me out. I knew that I had limited time to be naughty so as soon as I got out I grabbed her sock monkey hat and ran around drooling on it. Mom was not happy and cornered me. Then stuck me back in the kitchen. I decided to keep barking until I drove her crazy. Finally Dad let me out and snuggled with me on the couch.

It's raining food

Today was  a good day! I sat in the kitchen with Mom and food kept falling on the ground. Usually Mom isn't so messy! I got some sweet potato and some apple and some chestnut! Then Dad came in and gave me a string bean (but that was not yummy-Mom agreed with me).I got to see my Grandpere and my Grandpa! Dad said I could have some real gravy on my kibble later.

See Dad Run

See Dad run. Run Dad run!  Last night I was a little bit naughty (that's what Dad said, Mom just thought I was very funny). We all went to bed together and I ran into my crate for my cookie. I heard Dad say that I should be sleeping in the bed. Mom said we could try (but she didn't sound very convinced). Dad got up to let me out of my crate and Mom said get ready to catch him cause he will fly out of there. Mom was right. Even though Dad was ready, he only got my back leg! He picked me up and put me on the bed. Then he made the mistake. He went to get into bed and I jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. I was so excited! Freedom I thought as I ran down the stairs. But surprisingly, Dad ran after me! And even more surprisingly, he beat me to the bottom of the stairs! I could hear Mom laughing from upstairs.He scooped me up and brought me back upstairs. This time he put the blankets over me on the bed. I tried to escape but all the routes were blocked. I crawled up to the pillows and lay on Dad's head. He told me that I was not a hat so I moved back a little. Dad's head was still there so I licked it. Dad did not appreciate that, but Mom started laughing again. Mom said that if I didn't settle down, it was back to the crate for me. I did not settle down. So Dad got up and sent me back to my crate. Unfortunately I did not get another cookie which I think was very rude. I did learn that Dad is capable of bursts of speed. I will have to get faster!

Part cat

Mom really insulted me last night. She said that I must be part cat because a) I like to wind my way between peoples legs, when they are standing or sitting and b) I am fascinated by balls of yarn.  Mom is knitting something so she has a ball of blue yarn and a ball of white yarn on the couch. I desperately want these because she pays way too much attention to them when she should be paying attention to me. Whenever I can, I run over, jump up and try to grab those balls of yarn! I even try being subtle. Walking around, pretending not to be interested in them and waiting for Mom to stop watching me. It hasn't worked so far. I've been able to grab them and drool all over them, but have not been able to carry them off and eat them! Very disappointing.
   And talking about disappointing, this morning I ran over to Dad's side of the bed and lay on the  floor by the end of the bed, in full belly rub position! Dad would NOT get out of bed to come rub my belly! Mom laughed and said that I would be lying there forever if I was waiting for Dad to get up. I was forced to move to the front of the bed so that Dad could give me my morning belly rub without getting up.

Bunny hop

Mom and Dad were very mean and laughed at me this weekend. I was hanging out with Dad when Mom came home after a long time away. I was so excited to see and I wanted to lick her instead of giving her air kisses. But Mom is tall and I am very low to the ground. The only way to reach her was to hop like a bunny! So I hopped and got a lick in. But then I was back on the ground. So I kept hopping and getting one lick in each time. Mom and Dad started laughing about how cute I was. I agree that I am very cute but it is rude to laugh and make fun of one's disabilities (my short legs!). If Mom had sat on the couch it would have been much easier to lick her!