Saturday, March 24, 2012

Momma B where are you?

Now Momma B is missing too! Everyone is missing! My whole family!


There is a person here with me. She is nice. She takes me on walks and lets me sleep outside of crate-den. Today she is taking me to Farm!

But I still worry because my people are all missing. Why do they not come home?

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Wind Haiku

Nature's wind blows pounds
Howls but we are safe inside
Our big den called "house".


Monday, March 19, 2012

Missing peoples

Some of my peoples appear to be missing. I wonder where they are? I don't like it when my family isn't all at home.


Saturday, March 17, 2012

Hero Dog and the threat of the horrible-terrible-nogood-verybad-bath

I am Wild! I am Wolf! I am Majestic Dog!



Today we went to Uplands Park. There was water and mud and rocks, and decaying things from Fall and growing things from Spring. I felt very wild today.

My person brought her big-black-eye. She pointed it at many things.


And she kept saying this:
Jacobi, you are in the way. Please move!

What does this mean? What are you looking at, Momma B? Can I see too?


A flower? That's boring.


I cannot hold big-black-eye because my paws are not good for holding people-things. But here is me and my person together.


Wait Momma B... What do you mean I'm in the way again? How am I in the way?


While Momma B played with her big-black-eye, I decided to be Good Dog and stay out of the way. I made friends with Stick instead.


On our way back to Car something happened. My person took us in a different way and we were lost. The ground was very deep mud. There was water too, sometimes halfway up my legs.

My person made many funny sounds. I don't think I'm allowed to write these sounds because they are bad.

But I had fun! I played in the water. I ran back and forth and back and forth making big splashes! I leaped over a raging river! I bravely led Momma B back to where we left Car. I was Hero Dog!

I was also Mud Dog...


Wait... What do you mean by the word "bath"...
You wouldn't put your Hero Dog into the horrible-terrible-nogood-verybad-bath, would you?


Momma B and I reached a compromise. When we got home I had "hose off". Which is yucky, but still better than Bath.

After all, I am Hero Dog! I am Majestic Dog! I am Wild Wolf!

And I am so very happy that Nature is making Spring for us!