OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE!

 Every day in the news, I hear something about "Obstruction of Justice", and NOT IN A GOOD WAY.  So I know it's bad to obstruct.  So why is Mom obstructing my fun?

See this is how it goes:  I love, love, love, love playing the Muffin Tin Game.  You remember that one.  We invented it, Mom and me, in November.  You can see my video of how I take out all the tennis balls from the muffin tin and then put them all back.  It's the November 22 post. (Of course, I do require treats for this game, which is maybe why I like it so much!)  But anyway, I love it a lot.  And usually, all I have to do to get her to play it with me, is bring her a ball and drop it at her feet.  

Sometimes the tennis ball goes missing and I have to use my blue and orange ball or my green plastic ball, or even sometimes if I can't find any of those, I use my blue wheel.  As long as it's sort of round, Mom understands what I want to do.

Lately, though, Mom acts like she is tired of the game.  Just 'cuz I ask her to play it three times a day every day.  So when I go to ask her to play it with me, I sometimes can't find the ball to drop at her feet.  It's supposed to be in my toy basket.  The other day, I couldn't find any of them in my basket.  So I just looked at Mom.  I think she knows something.

Sometimes I've had to pull out that big rolling thing from the basket to find a ball.  She sometimes hides them under it.  It makes a huge noise on the floor when I do that.  Then I hear her say to Dad, "Guess what he wants now?"  See, she knows she's obstructing my fun.

What I didn't know was what was on the kitchen counter.

I TOLD you she was behind it.  She is trying to Obstruct my Justice and I think we should Lock Her Up!

What do you think?  Shouldn't we Lock Her Up?

Actually, we finally came up with a compromise.  I only ask her once a day and she doesn't hide my balls anymore.  I guess that's working.  At least for now.

Hope no one is obstructing you from having fun!

Love, G.

WE'RE BACK!

 Bet you thought I'd left you for good!  NOT!  The family just had a little bitty issue regarding health problems.  Mom says I was a hero, 'cuz I stayed with my dad in the hospital for 6 days and nights.  He's really ascared of hospitals, so I kept him calm and we got through his surgery and now he's getting stronger and stronger every day.  Mom fell on her A** and fractured her tail bone, so we've all been mostly sitting around home for the last month and a half.  That's OK with me!  I like when everybody stays home with me.

In fact, I had a dog walker for a few weeks.  And boy did she spoil me.  I got so many treats, I gained 4 pounds in 4 weeks.  Unfortunately, Mom decided it was time to walk me herself and I don't get as many treats as I did, but since I just turned 10, I guess I need to watch my health too.  

Anyway, I had some fun times on those walks!  I took Carmen, my dog walker lots of places she didn't know about and she took me to some surprise places too!

First, of course, I had to introduce her to Mr. Grant and Mrs. Gerrie.  There the ones that buy me my very own treats.  I always stop in when we go by there house.  Carmen didn't know why I was taking her there, but she soon learned.  Mr. Grant saw me and came out and explained to her that I am in charge of watching out for Mr. Grant and Mrs. Gerrie, and for that he gives me really good treats.  So now she knows!

 Then Carmen took me to the Easter Eggstravaganza.  That was fun!  

I met the cutest little fluff ball along the way.  I think she kinda liked me.  I still got it!  Even tho' I'm now as old as MOM.  HeeHee!

    

Carmen did really good taking pictures of me.  She especially liked my signature LawnRoll, so she took lots of those pictures.  These are some of my favorites:

Carmen gave me a good workout, too.  She kept me out for an hour every time.  So I often ended the evening like this:

Hope you stay healthy this year.  And if not, hope you have people who can help you out!

Love, G