Playtime

Snow is my buddy and I must hump her. I don't know why, but I do!


Then we play...


...and play.

Snow's Here!

No pics yet because we have been too busy playing since last night, but I will make sure to chronicle our adventures. So far, several games of Octopus Tug, Wild Walkies and my favorite, Growl & Hump (I hump, she growls).

Spa Day

Daddy gave me a haircut today.


I hate haircuts because the clippers are so loud and buzzy.


Then, when I was all done and my golden locks a sad pile on the floor, Mommy scooped me up for a bath. My shampoo smells great but my favorite part of the bath is rolling in the towels afterward. Now I am all clean.


Jeremy was very happy he did not have to have a haircut and bath today.


Rosie was too.


Twinkie slept through the whole thing.

To Work

We all drove to work with Daddy today. Mommy walked us around the parking lot but there wasn't much there. Daddy's office is pretty boring, except for the kitchen, but we weren't allowed in there (it smelled like pizza). No pictures because it was mostly riding in the car for an hour each way. After that, though, Daddy and I took a long nap. Feeling refreshed!

Squirrel

Auntie Liz and Uncle Sam got me a squirrel toy last October. It was a wonderful thing--a squirrel with a flat body stretched over a rope so it would fly like a frisbee but it was soft and chewy. Rosie and I played and played with it and I fetched it about a thousand times. Unfortunately, it has come undone. Specifically, into three pieces, the body (which we destuffed):

the head (which we destuffed):

and the rope:


I think Auntie Liz and Uncle Sam need to come visit again so I can get a new toy!

Hard Times

No pictures today because I am too tired and sad. Daddy has been working non-stop for two weeks now and I am ready for him to slow down and take a nap with me. It's hard to nap alone! Right now I'm lying on one of his shirts, which he left here so I wouldn't forget how he smells. I want the real daddy back!

Party

Mommy had her birthday this weekend.


On Saturday night a bunch of friends came over and ate cake while wearing silly hats. I was having a great time playing with the kids and eating snacks until Daddy made me wear a hat. Hats are not for dogs!