When I play in the sprinkler water. Doesn’t she understand that I am a water dog? And she calls me that name “BeeWee” that rhymes with PeeWee. I am embarrassed by that. I much prefer “Bupsta,” but she won’t call me that. Only B2, BeeWee, and Beeks.
Sammy is the world’s best ball chaser.these are my friends that I see every morning. Lady Leeloo, Amy, and my brother Sam.
Mommis got all exercised over this. I don’t understand why. It wasn’t deep or dangerous or any thing.
I never went to a real dog party before, but Mommis took me to one tonight. There were lots of strange dogs and I was scared at first and I stood next to Mommis who is scared of nothing and also bigger than me. But then some of the dog started playing and Leeloo
came, and I ended up having a great time. I even walked into the lake
So this morning in the park all the dogs were there, so we tried to get them all in a down for a photo shoot. I do down very well ( although not so well at “sit”) and Sammy is awesome at down. So notice who is down for the shoot. Yes, Team Hardaway, a.k.a. The Blue Man Group (for our blue rave collars) Jack is at least in a sit, Xena is running toward the photographer, Amy’s down, the Bernese Mountain Jack is in a down, Moby is walking around, and Lady Leeloo seems to be unconcerned. How come WE always have to obey Mommis?
So she takes me for a walk in the afternoon, and she decides that I’m old enough to go without my leash. So I think she trusts me. But as soon as we start she just begins to yell “heel, B2, heel” like I wasn’t already heeling. I think I am offended, but I’m a retriever and I don’t hold a grudge.
Maybe she’s mad at somebody else, and I just happen to be here.