I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but my girlfriend Leeloo went into heat over Christmas vacation and I haven’t been able to see her or play with her. I didn’t understand it but Mamas told me her mother didn’t want her to get pregnant. I don’t even know what pregnant is but I love Leeloo.
Well I guess she is cold again, because her daddy brought her over yesterday to spend the weekend with us and I was so excited. We played all day long. I hope she never gets hot again .I like her just fine cold.
We’re cheating here. Taylor is only visiting for ten days while Auntie Chelsea is in London watching Dashie. He’s not a dawn dog in Half Moon Bay where he lives. But he has to be one in Phoenix. He flew here with Auntie Chelsea and her boyfriend Brian and we met them at the airport. He flies here a lot. I think he’s my cousin. He’s a great role model.
Today I went on a nature hike in the backyard with my brother Sammy. Mommis has hired him to train me, since he went through a leadership training program with Juan Aguilar and came out a service dog.
Now he serves me. I don’t think it makes him happy, but he’s getting resigned to it.
On the other hand, Uncle Max’s dog Tucker bit me on the leg today. I haven’t the faintest idea what I did to piss him off.
Great hike, though. Good workout.
I love Half Moon Bay in the summer, when we have Camp Fluppy Puppy, but I hate it in the winter, when we get left at home while Mommis goes there alone for the weekend. Yeah, Jerry and Jamie and Uncle Dan and Max are okay, and they hang out with us and take care of us, but they don’t smell like Mommis.
This time she tried to fake me by not packing the yellow suitcase. She’s only taking the red thing. The thing the laptop goes in. But when she put the pills and the toothbrush in the red thing too, I knew where this was trending. She doesn’t take those when she goes to a meeting.
So last night, when she went out to dinner with Doris and Jerry, I took the red thing. I was gonna try to take it out in the back yard and examine what was in it to see if I was right and she was abandoning me. If it had any unders or a bra, I’d know for sure.
But man, was it heavy. By the time I got it to the dog door, my teeth were sore from carrying it. I couldn’t quite get it, and me, through the door. And then somebody came by the house, and I had to do my job. I went to the window to look and bark to keep us safe.
And then ( I live in the present) I forgot I left it there, and she found it when she came home and figured it out.
That’s why I constantly am in the dog house.