Cavorting in California

 So I know you just can't wait to hear about our adventures in California.  I am happy to report that Mom and Dad are all better now, and so I can return to my normal activities of describing the more fun aspects of our lives.

Anyway, we stayed in a cute little condo

But the best part of the condo, was where it was located.  First off, it was right across from a very very very very big green spot.  I loved that green spot.  We played frisbee there and wandered all over it.  It even had a big sand volleyball court and I ran through the sand.  Mom and Dad let me sit outside the swimming pool while they took a swim in the adult pool there.  It was so much fun that I made Mom take me out there every hour or so.  (Till she couldn't take it anymore)  This is me reveling in my very big green spot.

We were also very close to two very big lakes, so every morning we went on a walk.  Sometimes we went to the lakes, and sometimes we went around the lakes.  (And sometimes we just went up the street to breakfast.)  There was a pavilion and a bridge and lots of houses on the lake and GEESE.  Once, we were driving and there was a sign that said"Caution:  Geese Crossing" and sure 'nough, we had to wait for a bunch of geese to cross the road.  How come they never have a sign for me to cross the road?

After all that walking every day, I had to take a nap.  Sometimes I snuck in Dad's side of the bed, but when that didn't work, I just found my own spot.  Mom just can't understand why I think this is more comfortable than my own doggie bed (which she hauled all the way from Scottsdale for me), it just is!

There was just one thing I didn't like about this condo.  It was right next to a grumpy person.  You know that I have lived in the Hyatt Regency in Laguna, and the Regis Hotel in Park City, and many more hotels and AirBnB's all over.  Never once did anyone complain that I was too noisy.  But this grumpy person kept coming close to my bedroom window and I kept telling her to go away.  Instead she called the HOA on Mom and Dad.  They just shut the curtain so the mean lady wouldn't bother me any more.  We coulda done without her.

Hope all your neighbors are the friendly kind.

Love, G

We're Finally Back Again!

 And it wasn't MY fault, AGAIN!  This time we were in California for 6 weeks and Dad doesn't like Mom to write about where we are when we are out of town.  He's afraid some one might sneak a peak at my blog and go rob our house.  They couldn't get much, 'cuz all the important things were in California -- Mom, Dad and especially ME!  

So why didn't we post when we got back in the middle of August, you ask?  Well, that was 'cuz Mom did something really stupid.  She went to Lake Tahoe to visit my Auntie Joyce and Auntie Ann and Auntie Joan.  (That's a lot of Aunties.  Guess I'm just a lucky nephew!)  On her trip, she went riding on an Electric Bicycle and fell down and went boom!!   She broke a couple of bones and then Auntie Joyce had to fly home with her.  I was happy to see her, but I wasn't happy that she can't take walks with me.  My poor Dad has to take me out every single time.  (Mom said her Doctor told him, "This is PAYBACK, Len".  

So Mom was going around with a walker for a few days, but now she's using Dad's cane.  But I feel bad for Dad (ooooh, there I go again, doing my great rhyming trick.  Did you get it?  Dad and bad? Well I thought it was pretty good!)  He's working very hard these days.

Anyway, we've had a few people in and out for the last week or so.  But I have a favorite.  His name is Chef Pete.  

Chef Pete spent a few hours at our house and he made the kitchen smell really, really, really, really good!  I didn't tell Mom, but he snuck me a few morsels while he was here.  He even made me my very own Turkey Dinner that Mom gave me some of this evening.  I love, love, love Chef Pete.  I hope he comes back soon and makes the kitchen smell so good again.

The other thing I don't like about all this is that I haven't been out to dinner since we were in California.  And WOW! did I get to go out to dinner there.  I'm going to get back to watching out for Mom, 'cuz she just picked up Dad's can again and she's not very good at it.  But next time I'll tell you all about California.  It was WONDERFUL!

See you soon.  (Well not really; I can't see you at all and you can only see my pictures, but you know what I mean.)

Love, G