Dundee!

I had a very exciting day.  We went to a new toy store, and I got to pick out a new ball.  We also bought hooves and Kong spray, and since I already have hooves and Kong spray, I was a little confused.  Every now and then Marty entertains the idea of getting me a sibling, and I do not want a sibling.  I was a little wound up while we were in line, and Marty said I was being a dingbat even though other people said I was a good dog.

We got back in the car and went to Aunt Becky's, and just for a minute I thought maybe I was finally going to be allowed to live there.  But no, we were just there to meet my great-uncle Richard's new puppy.  He is SO SMALL!  He doesn't know he's small though, he thinks he's as big as me.  And he barks!  Not like my cousin Belle, but maybe he'll grow into it.  

I was a very good playmate!  He had to keep his leash on because my great-uncle Richard is afraid he will run away.  I do not have to keep my leash on.  Marty probably wouldn't care if I ran away.  Dundee doesn't fetch yet, but he likes to run after me while I fetch.  He's so tiny he has to run about a hundred steps for every one of mine, but he NEVER GETS TIRED!

It was hot and I got tired, and when we went inside I drooled and took a nap, and Marty played with Dundee.  She taught him to play with one of my tugs, and she said he could keep it because I have extras.  Dundee is lucky to have me around!  I hope he still wants to play when he's bigger!

New Friends

Marty got home so late on Sunday night that it was already Monday morning.  Lyle and I were asleep, but I heard an intruder and sounded the alarm!  When I went downstairs, it was Marty.  She said I was a good dog for guarding Lyle, but I think she was just happy I'd gotten out of bed because she thought she could beat me back to the best spot.  Haha.  Humans are very slow, I made it back first!  She did make me move eventually, and she wonders why I don't miss her when she's gone.

Monday night I got to meet two new friends.  Their human is Marty's godson.  (If you're confused by all these humans, how do you think I feel?)  They're both girls.  One of them is almost as old as Mr. Tripoli and the other one is a little younger than me!  The younger one, Kona, tried to eat me when she first got out of the car and I was welcoming her to my driveway, but since Sherman, I am a little braver about that sort of thing.

Then we all walked to the park and I played fetch and they played chase me.  Then I played lay in a hole and be hot and they did some other stuff.  It was making a lot of noise in the sky and even raining a little, but Marty said she would rather get struck by lightening than take three unruly dogs back to the little house.  I don't know where she thought she was going to get three unruly dogs, maybe she was going to visit a shelter?

We did eventually all go back to the little house and play wrestle.  When Kona and I were wrestling, Harley (that's Kona's sibling, not Lyle's loud bike thing) kept trying to eat Kona.  I thought that was pretty funny, but the humans did not.

I'm looking forward to another playdate with them soon.

Why Lyle Is The Best Human

Park visits:  5.  School attendance:  0!

Lyle even called Dan and I got to meet Navidson at the park!  Nav is really lucky because he only has a Dan, not a Marty too.








Sooooo much time at the park.  I'm worn out!

I Don't Miss Her At All

Lyle is my favorite human.  He's taken me to the park every day and TWICE today!

Maybe I Miss Her A Little

Marty is still gone.  I have taken up my rightful place on the couch.

We Can Watch Whatever We Want!

Marty is still gone!  Lyle and I are having a good time.  We watched tv that Marty doesn't like and I got a LOT of treats just for NOTHING!  It was almost as good as having my grandhuman around.







I tried to convince Lyle to take me to the farm, but he said he needed to get more parts for the tractor first.

Marty Has Left Us!

We had a pretty typical week going.  We went to the farm on Monday and even though there are now MORE chickens, I am STILL not allowed to eat them.  I told Marty I could just eat one, but she said I can just eat none.  Rude.  The new chickens are getting beat up by the old chickens, so at least now Marty has some idea of what it would be like if she tried to get me a sibling.

Tuesday night we had dog school, and I am sorta learning how to copy what Marty does.  (Not very well yet, because Marty is EVEN WORSE at office hours than I am, and when she tries to do punch it she looks ridiculous.  Humans might have an advantage with their opposable thumbs, but dogs definitely have the advantage in four legs.)

Wednesday night we had more dog school and I had to practice staying.  Staying is not hard, but sometimes Marty wants me to sit the whole time, which I don't understand because lying down is much more comfortable.  Then we practiced walking nicely around other dogs and I got chicken.  Next week we are going to practice coming when called.  I'm planning to embarrass Marty on that one.

Thursday morning Marty got up first (which NEVER happens) and packed her bag and LEFT.  I do not know where she has gone or what she is doing, but I hope this means I AM DONE WITH DOG SCHOOL FOREVER!

Lyle took me to the park which is WAY better than dog school.  Lyle loves me and wants me to be happy.








I am happy that Marty is gone because she normally hogs the bed.  Without her here, I can stretch out and be comfortable as is my right.