I was already very pleased by this place called Farm... and then something even more wonderful happened...
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Farm
Today we went to a place with many interesting smells. I met Goat and Cow, and a bunch of noses all in a row that my people called piglets. Goat was quite polite.
I was already very pleased by this place called Farm... and then something even more wonderful happened...
I was already very pleased by this place called Farm... and then something even more wonderful happened...
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Big beach little beach
The sky stopped raining. We went for more walks on the beach. I am a West Coast Dog.
Today I wondered - why is sometimes the beach very big with lots of room to run and lots of sand and pools and puddles and creatures to smell... and sometimes the beach is very small, with lots of water and almost no sand? Why does Nature keep changing the beach?
Today was pleasing. Now I sleep.
Today I wondered - why is sometimes the beach very big with lots of room to run and lots of sand and pools and puddles and creatures to smell... and sometimes the beach is very small, with lots of water and almost no sand? Why does Nature keep changing the beach?
Today was pleasing. Now I sleep.
Beach!
Yesterday my person flattened my den again, and I wondered where I was going this time. When we got out of the car, we were at one of my favourite places of all time - the beach called Rathtrevor!
Last night after my dinner the sun was warm and the water was even warmer.
My people played in the water. I played too.
Sand is not good to eat.
Today the sky is making rain. I am mostly sleeping in my crate-den and listening to my people. It's safe and cozy in our little borrowed house, out of the rain.
Last night after my dinner the sun was warm and the water was even warmer.
My people played in the water. I played too.
Sand is not good to eat.
Today the sky is making rain. I am mostly sleeping in my crate-den and listening to my people. It's safe and cozy in our little borrowed house, out of the rain.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Another orange day
Tonight we went to the park and played with the orange sun.
Here is one of my people throwing my bounces-on-elastic-funny-to-carry-ball.
Please note - I am NOT fetching. I do not fetch. I am merely running around with the bounces-on-elastic-funny-to-carry-ball in my mouth. I do this because it is fun. If I happen to drop it near my people... well... that's convenient for them, isn't it?
Here is one of my people throwing my bounces-on-elastic-funny-to-carry-ball.
Please note - I am NOT fetching. I do not fetch. I am merely running around with the bounces-on-elastic-funny-to-carry-ball in my mouth. I do this because it is fun. If I happen to drop it near my people... well... that's convenient for them, isn't it?
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Orange Sun
Today has been very strange so far. When the sun woke up this morning, it was orange. It is still orange, even though it is getting high in the sky. Our house is filled with orange light. I hear my people talking about smoke and forest fires. I hope those are far from here.
Also, there has been lots of activity this morning. My person took my den apart and made it flat. My food and water bowls went into a bag. When this happens, I know we're going to leaving our house for a while. I stuck very close to my den and food so my people wouldn't forget it.
Here is my new smells-like-tennis-ball-bounces-squeaks toy. Please note - I am NOT fetching. I do not fetch. I am merely returning the toy so that my person will make it bounce and squeak again.
Also, there has been lots of activity this morning. My person took my den apart and made it flat. My food and water bowls went into a bag. When this happens, I know we're going to leaving our house for a while. I stuck very close to my den and food so my people wouldn't forget it.
Here is my new smells-like-tennis-ball-bounces-squeaks toy. Please note - I am NOT fetching. I do not fetch. I am merely returning the toy so that my person will make it bounce and squeak again.
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