Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Then I get right to work. I deftly "herd" away any dog who even LOOKS at my mom. You cannot touch her, she is mine.
Then I usually meet up with Frida. She is pretty cool and one of the few dogs I actually like to roll around with and not just attack cause they're getting too close to mom.
And the fact that she's almost as cute as me doesn't hurt my popularity.
This is Daisy. She looks a lot like Toto, and, as you can tell, she is one of my choice pals, too. I don't roll around in the dirt with just anydog, you know.
And then, sometimes, when I'm feeling sneaky, I butt in on a big dog romp (like this one between my pal Harry and a Weimeraner named Link) and nip at their heels. They're so preoccupied that they never know it was me.
Monday, October 1, 2007
(Santi and I drove most of the way)
Much to my dismay, I did NOT get to ride shotgun.
I even learned to share MY lake, with nice dogs like Chumpy.
A good day.And on the way home, Santi made a fine pillow indeed.