I had SO MUCH FUN with Shoes today!!
Mom said that Today is International Women’s Day. I don’t know what that is, but it’s Very Important. She said that I am a Female and she is, too. But Jack Is Not. So this is Not a Special Day for him!!!
I have been helping Mom in the back yard. I like to chew up sticks. Mom said I could Start a Business called Arya’s Mulching Service. She said People could Hire Me. I like chewing.
Mom made a video for my New Business.
Mom said I should Celebrate Females today and Other People can, too.
Until next time.
The first time she put it on me, I was sort of Scared. But then I got Very Sleepy.
But when she puts it back on me, I want to Sit On Someone. My Mom, My Brother, anyone.
OFF. on. OFF. on. OFF. on.
You should get a Thundershirt if you like to Snuggle.
Recently we went on a Ride in the Car called a Family Vacation. The ride was longer than the ride to The Vet and even longer than the ride to The Dog Park. It took a Really Long Time.
Mom put my bed in the back seat of the car, but I felt safer with my brother.
We went to see my cousin Diva who is A Really Big Dog called a Greyhound.
Diva was almost as fast as me when I ran in the backyard, so I went under the car. She couldn’t get under there.
One time, she let me play with one of her toys. But mostly I wasn’t supposed to touch her toys. She is the Top Dog at her house.
We played and walked and played and walked. Lots of different people went on walks with me. It was Fun.
I got Very Tired.
On the last night there, I got to sleep on the Hooman’s Bed All Night! It was the Best Night of My Life!!!!!!!
Then we came Home with another Really Long Ride in the Car. I am glad to be Home.
Until next time,
Last night, Mom came down into the Forest to “see what you have been barking at.”
There has been Something Suspicious there for a week. I have been telling it that I See It And I Am Not Afraid.
Mom said it was a Snake Skin “from Our Friend Who Eats the Moles.” She took a stick and chopped it up in little pieces. And when I tried to eat a piece or two, she covered it up with a pile of leaves!!! That was Not Very Nice. (It tasted like chicken.)
Now she is calling me a new name, “My Little Dingo.” (What’s a Dingo?)
Until next time.
Last night, just as I was getting ready to eat my dinner, my bowl flew in the air and all of the food fell out. I jumped out of the way, and then I didn’t know what to do.
Mom told me to go ahead and eat even though my dinner was sprinkled all over three rooms. She even kept my brother away while I was eating. He wanted to eat my dinner.
I don’t know why she took my picture and kept laughing. She was talking to herself, too, saying, “Dinner on the grounds. Dinner on the grounds.” (She might have been a little hysterical.)
This morning, breakfast was just like usual. But I’m a little afraid to get close to the food mat until I know the bowl is not going to fly around the room.