Thursday, April 29, 2010
AUNTIE ALI & MS. MICHELLE IN LESS THAN A WEEK
Oh boy! Oh boy! Auntie Ali is coming in less than a week. I love it when Auntie Ali visits. She gives a good belly rub. Having her visit is like having filet mignon for dinner -- but better! And this time Ms. Michelle is coming too. I have heard good, good things about her. I bet they are coming to celebrate my birthday – which means even more treats for me!!! Oh boy! Oh boy!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
The Stairmaster
I love my mommy because she often lets me walk down the stairs and through the hallway to the dog pen without a leash…and the reality is, (while I don’t admit it)… my separation anxiety levels from her are off the chart, so I usually don’t stray too far. I mean, I often sleep on her feet at night just to make sure that if she gets up, I know about it and can follow accordingly.
So after a play date with Beagle Howard in the fenced in dog park attached to our building (I’m a lucky dog!), we all headed up the stairs – Howard is on the floor below us. Mommy paused to talk with Howard’s mum for a second, and I, eager for my breakfast, headed up the stairs. Somewhere in there, I got confused, and kept on going. Up, up and up. I could hear mommy calling me, so I kept walking, but all the sounds in the stairwell get rather confusing. Suddenly, I had no place left to go. I was at the top. So I sat and waited. And waited. I knew when you’re lost, you’re supposed to stay put and let them find you, so that’s what I did. It wasn’t long before Mosby’s dad opened the door to the 18th floor and found me. He was helping mommy look for me. We took the elevator back down to the first floor. And boy was I glad for that. I may have four legs, but they are short legs and 18 floors is an awful lot of stairs, even for a dog with as much energy as a beagle!
He took me back to mommy. Boy, hearing her voice call me, I raced to her as fast as I could and jumped into her waiting arms. I was a happy, happy dog. I don’t know who was happier to see whom at that point! She clearly missed me. And it felt like I had been gone for hours, when it was really not even 10 minutes. Long enough for her and me. I was happy to get back inside our house and have some water and gobble down my food. 18 flights can really be exhausting!
So after a play date with Beagle Howard in the fenced in dog park attached to our building (I’m a lucky dog!), we all headed up the stairs – Howard is on the floor below us. Mommy paused to talk with Howard’s mum for a second, and I, eager for my breakfast, headed up the stairs. Somewhere in there, I got confused, and kept on going. Up, up and up. I could hear mommy calling me, so I kept walking, but all the sounds in the stairwell get rather confusing. Suddenly, I had no place left to go. I was at the top. So I sat and waited. And waited. I knew when you’re lost, you’re supposed to stay put and let them find you, so that’s what I did. It wasn’t long before Mosby’s dad opened the door to the 18th floor and found me. He was helping mommy look for me. We took the elevator back down to the first floor. And boy was I glad for that. I may have four legs, but they are short legs and 18 floors is an awful lot of stairs, even for a dog with as much energy as a beagle!
He took me back to mommy. Boy, hearing her voice call me, I raced to her as fast as I could and jumped into her waiting arms. I was a happy, happy dog. I don’t know who was happier to see whom at that point! She clearly missed me. And it felt like I had been gone for hours, when it was really not even 10 minutes. Long enough for her and me. I was happy to get back inside our house and have some water and gobble down my food. 18 flights can really be exhausting!
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
SQUIRREL!!!
Saw a squirrel. Chased the squirrel. Followed the squirrel up the tree as far as I could. Squirrel got away. Darn squirrel.
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