So THAT'S what they do!

Every Saturday Mom, Gimme-Mom, Val, and sometimes Trekkie, leave the house for hours and hours! OK, maybe it's not really that long but you know how we dogs are! It seems like forever! And I hate it when they leave me all by myself. BOOOOOO!!! Bad Mommy!

So, I guess I looked pathetic enough for long enough. Because Mom took me today too! YEAH Mom! So, the car was a little snug with all of us dogs in it, plus the neighbor kids Jake and Katey <Shout out to Katey because I know she reads the blog!>. Anyway, the car drive was a little snug and I admit I rode pretty much in Katey's lap all the way to the training center. But Katey was snuggly so it was OK!

And when we got out it was fantastic!Soooooo many other dogs to see and sniff and maybe even play with! Turns out, though, that all Mom wanted me to do was WORK! And work at obedience! WHAT??!! Doesn't she know I'm injured? I don't "do" obedience. DUH! Hmmmmmmm, upon reflection, maybe that's why Mom insisted I go! Laugh Laugh!

Mom didn't make me work very hard. We didn't do any of the fast stuff, and we didn't do any circles to the left - those are really hard for me right now. But I can't believe she made me sit every time we stopped heeling! EVERY TIME! Hrmph.And stay still in a down for 3 minutes? Yeah, that's not going to happen.

I vaguely recall working at all this stuff when I was a puppy. I mean, a young puppy (Laugh Laugh) but I didn't know I was going to be expected to remember all this! I'm not sure if I like it anymore <whine>. I'll have to talk to Mom about this. We have to set some ground rules.

Rule #1 - I don't do obedience anymore

Rule# 2 - Refer back to Rule #1

Laugh Laugh!

After a bit of time, Mom let me go play while she worked with Val and I walked around to sniff the other dogs. No one really wanted to play though so I just lay around with Trekkie and watched Mom work with Val. She's not really any better than I am, she's just younger. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

When we finally went home, we were all exhausted! And I bet it's also why the girls don't like to play much when they get home. They are exhausted too!

Until next time, I hope you all have someone to make you obedient!
Alf

And the race is on!

Laugh Laugh!

Mom so thinks she can win, but she never does. It's a race, and I'm the faster animal. Or mammal. Or whatever. She can't beat me Laugh Laugh!!

OK. So here's the scoop. I love the corner of the couch where Mom usually sits. But, since she's normally sitting there I can't right? So, I ask to go outside or I get Trekkie, Gimme, or Val to ask to go outside. Either way, Mom gets up and we all go outside. Too bad someone has to let us all back in again Laugh Laugh! And too bad that person is normally Mom Laugh Laugh!! Because this is where it gets fun (and funny!)! Mom opens the door to let us in. It's a straight shot from the kitchen door to the couch. Mom has to wait for the last dog to come in so she can close the door again. And I am not the last dog in Laugh Laugh! So Mom races me to the couch as soon as she can, but I'm usually already there and quite comfortable I might add!!

 As you can see, I do sometimes have to share the couch with the little Val. But, since she is one of my best friends forever, I guess I can do that. For now. When I grow up and get really big, there might not be room on the couch for her either!! Laugh Laugh!!

So when Mom decides she is done standing around, she sits on the couch right next to me. Between my front and back legs and just ... gets comfy. I get so HOT! I think she knows this and that's why she does what she does. Because - Booooooooo, mean Mommy! - I then have to get off the couch to get away from all the heat!  I guess that means Mom wins but I'm sure you would all agree with me that Mom cheats to win! And that's not nice! I suppose I will have to come up with some other way to ensure that I get the couch first and get to stay on it....

Until then, I hope you all have a comfy couch of your own internet fans!

Alf

SPOILED!

SPOILED! And no, for once, I'm not talking about myself! I would never say that *I* was spoiled! Laugh Laugh!

Trekkie, though I love her to death, is SPOILED. Wow! I mean, I know she's the eldest of the pack (excluding Mom and Dad, of course - because they are way to old to be considered!) but does that mean she should get everything she desires??

Just a little bit ago, Mom shooed everyone out of the kitchen and then put down a bowl of food just for Trekkie. WHAT?! You mean we can no longer sniff and drool over Trekkie's food while she thinks about whether or not she's going to eat it? That's not fair. Because if we are quick enough and startle Trekkie, she jumps away from her food and then WE get it instead. YUMMM!!! But noooooooo, Mom and Dad are now insisting that Trekkie eat by herself. Spoiled I say!

And, Grams and Gramps love her best too! Sure, Gramps takes me for walks every day and takes me to my vet appointments, but they give all their leftover dinner to Trekkie. Trekkie eats very well I'd say! And all because she's SPOILED!

I'm so happy when the neighbor kids come over to walk us and brush us! But they spend more time on - you guessed it - Trekkie! Oh, sure, she's got a longer coat than I do and it tangles way easier... But I'm the almost baby! I should be spoiled! ME! Because I'm, well, ME!!

Awwwwwww heck. Who wouldn't love and spoil this face!! Smooches to my lady love!

Hope you all  have someone to spoil you too!!
Alf