Reissued: California is over & they're leaving again!

Mom finally fixed the blog thingy I think.  So I'm going to try and send to you what I meant to send 3 weeks ago.  Hope you get this:

We had a great last week in California.  I went to the dog park again.  It was a Saturday and so there were lots and lots of pups.  I found an old Frisbee and this other pup and I pulled on it and pulled on it until it divided.  I fell back with the round Frisbee and he got the white insides.  We were both surprised!

Not as much fun as tug-a-war!

Then we went back to the dog beach.  I got to run up and down the beach while Mom  & Dad just walked.  I made a lot of friends.  A couple of cute chicks really dug me!

It's not easy being as handsome as I am. 

Mom made a video of my "Signature Flop" in the water.  Unfortunately, she doesn't know how to upload the video to this blog (she's such a dinosaur), so you'll just have to go visit her if you want to see it.  

But now we're back in Scottsdale and they're packing again!  I can't believe it.  We just got back.  This time, I really can tell that I'm not going with them.  They're using Mom's favorite Wheelie and they only use that when they go on a plane.  They told me about planes and I don't think I'd like to go on one.  But I sure don't want them leaving me again.

I tried to look really forlorn and mope around a bit.  Maybe that would make them not go.  Tell me what you think:

Here I am groveling at Dad's feet.  And still he's not budging.  Do I not look forlorn enough?

Hope your people stay around for you once in a while.

Love, G

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California is over and they're leaving again!

Mom finally fixed the blog thingy I think.  So I'm going to try and send to you what I meant to send 3 weeks ago.  Hope you get this:



We had a great last week in California.  I went to the dog park again.  It was a Saturday and so there were lots and lots of pups.  I found an old Frisbee and this other pup and I pulled on it and pulled on it until it divided.  I fell back with the round Frisbee and he got the white insides.  We were both surprised!

Not as much fun as tug-a-war!

Then we went back to the dog beach.  I got to run up and down the beach while Mom  & Dad just walked.  I made a lot of friends.  A couple of cute chicks really dug me!

It's not easy being as handsome as I am. 

Mom made a video of my "Signature Flop" in the water.  Unfortunately, she doesn't know how to upload the video to this blog (she's such a dinosaur), so you'll just have to go visit her if you want to see it.  

But now we're back in Scottsdale and they're packing again!  I can't believe it.  We just got back.  This time, I really can tell that I'm not going with them.  They're using Mom's favorite wheelie and they only use that when they go on a plane.  They told me about planes and I don't think I'd like to go on one.  But I sure don't want them leaving me again.

I tried to look really forlorn and mope around a bit.  Maybe that would make them not go.  Tell me what you think:

Here I am groveling at Dad's feet.  And still he's not budging.  Do I not look forlorn enough?

Hope your people stay around for you once in a while.

Love, G

I love, love, love California!

We went to another Coronado last week.  The famous one, Mom says.  It was an hour drive to San Diego, and then we saw it.

I got to pose in front of the sign, just like our Coronado back in our new home.

Everybody that went by said how cute I was.  But we already know that, don't we?

Then we went to a Dog Beach on Coronado Island.  It was faaannntaaastic!  I ran and ran and jumped in the water and jumped out of the water and over people and under puppies and all over.  Of course, every once in awhile, I ran back to Mom and Dad, just to make sure they didn't get lost.  Sometimes they do and I would feel very responsible if they got lost because I didn't watch out for them.  But they were always where they were supposed to  be.

I met one guy who looked a lot like me.  He was very good looking.

That's my new friend in the front.  I'm the one in back soaking up the waves in my signature plop down in the waves move.  A gal went up to Mom and asked if I belonged to Mom.  When she said yes, the gal told her that I was Hilarious!  I'm Guinness, I tried to tell her, I don't know who Hilarious is.  Mom just told her, that's my idea of swimming.  How does that make sense?  She should have told her that I was Guinness!.

Anyway, me and this handsome new guy ran together for awhile.

We had a great time.  And I got very tired after running so much.  So when Mom picked up my leash, I ran back, 'cuz I was ready to go.

I fell asleep in the car.  When we got home, I was still tired, so I plopped into the doggie bed that came with our new home, and went right to sleep.

I love, love, love California.  Did I ever tell you that?

Hope you have a California Day!

Love, G

Oh, Joy, Oh, Joy

They really did take me with them on this trip.  I couldn't believe it.  On Sunday morning, they put all the stuff in the car including my bed.  I started to shake and cry.  They couldn't take my bed, too.  (Although, I guess when I stay with Mrs. Jan, I don't take my bed with me.  But it seemed like the thing to complain about.)

But they opened the door for me and we all started out together.  I knew we weren't going to Mrs. Jan's, because they turned left toward my Elementary School instead of right where Mrs. Jan lives.  So maybe we were going to my school?  But no, we went right by the turn off and kept going and going and going.

I should have known this was going to be a long trip, because Mom put a couple of pillows in my back seat.  She knows how I hate to go on a long trip without my pillows.  So I relaxed.  Yes, I was going with them.  All is good.

We stopped a couple of times so someone could visit the bathrooms.  I didn't really have to go, but I pretended to so they wouldn't feel bad about stopping.  And finally, we arrived at a place I've never been to.

I scouted the area.  It had floors without carpets, like we do at home.  But, uh, oh.  There were steps to the rooms upstairs and they didn't have carpet on them.  I was used to steps with carpet on them in Clayton.  But I geared up my courage and marched up.  Only to belly flop in the middle of the first stairs.  I hightailed it back down the stairs.  I'm not putting myself in danger where I don't have to.  I'll just stay down here till they come down.  

But they weren't coming down and I was getting bored.  Then Mom came down and said she would help me.  What did that mean?  She went to the kitchen and came back with, what?  Liver treats!  I haven't seen liver treats in years.  I love liver treats.  But what is she going to do with them to help me up the stairs?

Oh, I see.  She put a liver treat on the landing of the first set of stairs.  I guess, for a liver treat, I could try to get up.  And I did.  Then, of course, she put another one at the top of the stairs.  Alright, I'll go for it.  And I made it up.  Were we going to have to do this every time?

Apparently not.  I heard her talking to Dad about my predicament.  Her solution?  Take me to get my nails clipped.  Really?  How is that going to help?  Not my idea of a good solution.  

But she got on the phone and I heard her talk to PetSmart grooming.  Darn, they had my records and everything was go.  So off we went to PetSmart and the grooming department.  I guess it wasn't so bad.  I really liked the tall blond girl who did my nails.  I gave her a kiss when we left.  

And back we went to the new condo.  I really didn't see how this was going to work.  Mom tried again with the liver treats.  I'm sorry, but I'm a real sucker for liver treats.  So I went up the steps after the treat.  Only this time.  It wasn't hard.  I could run up the stairs without slipping.  After that, I could go up and down the stairs with no problem.  Unfortunately, I didn't see any liver treats for quite awhile after I figured that out.  I'm my own worst enemy.

I didn't tell you, but the place where we are staying is called the Coronado.  It's not a famous Coronado according to my Mom.  It's high on a hill in a place called Aliso Viejo.  I'll tell you about this HILL in my next blog.

In any case.  I'm just totally relieved that they took me with them on this trip.  I will be the best pup I can be just to show them how much I appreciate them taking me.

Hope you get to travel with your family.

Love, G

They're Packing Again!

Mom and Dad just got back from a whole week in St. Louis.  Without me.  I did my usual "So glad to see you!" when they got back, but I really had a good time at Mrs. Jan's playing with some other puppies and Thom Cat.  So I wasn't all THAT glad to see them.  But I didn't let on.  

BUT, now they're packing again.  Isn't a week away enough?  Mom keeps saying they're taking me with them, but it doesn't look any different than the way they always pack to leave without me.  They put all their clothes on MY bed in the guest room.  

There is hardly any room for me with all their stupid stuff.  I don't believe they are taking me with them.  And they're packing enough stuff for a whole month.  Geez Louise!  I want to  go with them.

I'm going to get back at them.  I'll just show them.    I'm going to hog their WHOLE bed and they won't be able to sleep on it or take naps or nuthin'.  Then they'll be too tired to go anywhere without me.  So there!

That'll teach them to even think about going anywhere without me.  

But I still don't feel so good.  I really want to go this time.  Could you all ask them to take me with them?  I would really appreciate it.

Hope you get to go on lots of trips with your humans and puppies and kitties.

Love, G

A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words

So why is it so hard to get Mom to understand me.  I sit right by her chair next to the porch door to tell her just what I want.  But she doesn't always get it.

I think I'm being pretty clear when I tell Mom I want to go outside for a walk or I just want to go out and sit in the sun.  See, this means I just want to go out the back door to sit on the porch.

That was pretty obvious, right?  And THIS, means I want to go out the front door and take a walk.

How could she not understand that?  But she more often opens the back door and I just look at her till she gets that I want to go out the front door for a walk.

This next pose means I want a treat.

And this one means, when are you going to drop something from your plate so I can snarf it up?

And this one is, I've waited here so long for you to figure out why I've waited here so long that I'm falling asleep.

Some day we'll understand each other.  But she's coming along.  It's a lot better than it used to be.

Hope you and your pet can communicate at least as well as Mom and me.

Love, G