Meet my new friend - Barney, the Dog

As you know, I spend as much time as possible in my front yard.  I don't want to miss anything - this includes people and/or dogs walking by my house.  Well, I have made a new friend, and his name is Barney, the Dog:

First, Barney let me check him out since this was the first time we met.  Then I let Barney check me out:

I really LOVE meeting and making new friends!

Like I always say, it's always a good idea to meet and greet new friends.  If you're nice to others, they'll usually be nice to you, too.  Everyone wants to be treated kindly.  Wouldn't it be amazing if everyone was nice to each other?  I hope you'll be my friend by remembering to read my blog.  Thanks for being my friend!

I LOVE going for a ride in the car!

When my Mom says, "Come along," I am right there because I just LOVE to go on any and all adventures.  Going for a ride in the car is an extra special treat, especially when I get to stick my head out the window and feel the wind on my face.  Plus, I get to see all kinds of dogs as we drive along.

Like I always say, enjoy your time in the car.  Looking out the window is so much fun and so interesting.  I just LOVE going for an adventure!

Good News and Bad News at the Vet

Well, my Mom took me to the vet to have my ear checked - thanks to Janet, the Groomer.  I get very nervous when I go to the vet.  All I want to do is get out as fast as possible so I sit at the door and hope that I can go home:

Then the nice nurse, Amanda, came in to weigh me.  She tried so hard to make me happy:

 

You know me, I LOVE attention.  After Amanda, the nurse, weighed me, my Mom had to embarrass me by asking if I peed on the floor again like I did the last time.  I DIDN'T THIS TIME!  Why does my Mom have to ask these questions?   UGH, I don't like when she asks embarrassing questions.

After that, Dr. Pelletier came in to check my ears:

 

Here's the good news:  I didn't have an ear infection!

Here's the bad news:  I gained 6 pounds in 6 months.  Now I have to be on a diet.  This is totally NOT fair.  I LOVE TO EAT A LOT!  My Dad, who gives me most of my treats, says that it's not his fault.  Well, it's not my fault that he always gives me some of his food when I mooch.  I'm only taking advantage of his good nature - I LOVE when he shares his food with me.  That's why I always mooch from him.

Like I always say, life has its ups and downs.  Make sure to eat the right amount of food so you don't have to be on a diet like me.  I hope I can lose this weight fast so I can start having MORE treats - I do love and need my treats.  Of course, I'll still be mooching off my Dad.  It doesn't hurt to try any way.

 

Resting After My Bath

Today I got a bath.  Janet, the Groomer, even says that I have an ear infection so now I have to go to the doctor tomorrow.  UGH!  Just when I think the worst is over, something even worse happens.

In the meantime, this is what I'm doing today:

Here I am in my front yard - my favorite place on Earth - trying to rest and recover from my bath, and along comes my Mom to take my picture AGAIN!  Why does she need another picture?  I always look the same.  Of course, today I smell like soap - SUPER UGH!  I want to smell like a REAL dog.  It shouldn't take me long to get back to my usual delightful smell - I just need to roll around in some dirt and/or rabbit poop - this does the job every time.

Like I always say, life doesn't always go your way, but you'll get through it.  Just make sure to take some time to rest and recover after any BIG events - see above picture. You'll feel much better if you are rested.  Plus, these BIG events just get you ready for even BIGGER events, like going to the veterinarian - check back tomorrow for news on that BIG event.

The Bad Guy

Every morning my Mom takes me for a walk.  I LOVE my walks because I LOVE to check out what's new.  Well, sometimes we see the BAD GUY:

Now I don't know the BAD GUY's name, I just know when he's there - even before I see him.  I can smell the BAD GUY - even when it's dark in the morning.  I just know he's there so I pull my Mom across the street or I try to escape.  I don't want the BAD GUY to come near me.  This is how I look when I see the BAD GUY:

When the BAD GUY is around, I cry, snort and pull on my leash.  Also, I put my tail between my legs because I'm that scared of the BAD GUY.  This is what the BAD GUY says every time he sees me:

"I see you over there.  I don't get it.  I have 2 dogs of my own.  Dogs love me.  I just don't get it."

Oh, well, I don't get it either, I just know he's the BAD GUY, and I don't want him near me.

Like I always say, you're not going to like everyone, but you do have to be respectful.  I'm respectful - I just mind my own business.  That's just what you have to do some times.  I've had a LOT of practice minding my own business when it comes to the BAD GUY.  Of course, if he gave me a treat, I might consider going near him.  At least, it would be a start....

It's a ducky day!

Every morning my Mom takes me for a walk.  I LOVE going for walks because I love checking out what's new in the neighborhood. 

Well, as soon as we got out the door, some ducks landed right in my yard!

 

I couldn't believe how incredibly lucky I was.  I was definitely in the right place at the right time.  I absolutely LOVE ducks.  After all, I am part Labrador Retriever, and that's what labs are supposed to do:  swim out and retrieve ducks.  That's why I have webbed feet so that I can be an amazing swimmer.  These ducks would have been easy to chase - unless they decided to fly off.  Then I would have been out of luck which I was any way since my Mom had me on the leash.

Like I always say, be on the lookout for new adventures because they could be waiting for you right outside your front door.  Make sure to go out and look - if you don't look in the first place, you'll never know what you're missing!

Now I have a Red Sox shirt!

As you might remember, I DO NOT LIKE TO WEAR ANYTHING!  I already wear a fur coat ALL THE TIME!  I don't need clothes.  Well, guess what?  It was my Dad's birthday, and look what he got for a present - a Red Sox shirt for me!  The worst part was:  it was a present from my Mom.  Now she should know better than this!

Why would my Dad's birthday present be a shirt for me?  I don't understand.  Plus, my family kept taking pictures of me like I'm someone famous or something.  UGH - HOW ANNOYING!

Like I always say, just put up with all the annoyances, and don't let anyone know you're annoyed.  Do I look annoyed?  I hope not, but I can tell you, I AM REALLY ANNOYED!  It's hard to get these shirts on, and it's EVEN harder to get them off.  Well, I just hope my Dad enjoyed his birthday present - plus, now Father's Day is coming up.  Help!  What are they going to do to me next?