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.
“Alexa,” Mommis yells. “Turn the lights on.” I don’t know who Alexa is, because the only other people in the room are us, but whoever she is she does turn the lights on, and that startles us awake. I don’t know why Mommis persists in waking up so early.
I think that’s why Bruce doesn’t go with us. Sammy, of course, is just Mommis’s little shill and will go anywhere. I go, but often with a deep sigh, wishing she’d wait a little later.
It’s always good once we get out there, though. I love the park.
My little bro Bruce loves to play with me. And I don’t care, except I don’t get much exercise playing with him because I don’t even have to stand up. He, however, gets wiped out. I have to be careful not to paw him to death:-)
This is Jackson Dog. His mother’s name is Carol, and he is huge. Large and in charge. Very excited to see everyone all the time and a mountain of energy. He is three but I play with him every morning.
When he sees Mommis you can just see how badly he wants to jump up on her, but once she was holding his leash sitting down on a restaurant patio and he dragged her and her chair across the patio and dislocated her finger. That’s how strong he is.
So Aunt Carol has taught him that he cannot jump up on anyone and he has to curb his enthusiasm. We love him.
We had that pink suitcase thing and the mysterious disappearance again over Christmas. It made me very sad.
So I spent the whole time trying to get the stuff off the tree and into the back yard where I could play with it. That kept my mind off Mommis’s defection.
Last night she came home very late, but we reminded her about the walk in the morning and she did get up and take us. #whyIloveher
Mommis is hanging around with a new animal called a Shark. Me and Trina are trying to hide in Uncle Max’s room so it doesn’t get us but it keeps following us.
It makes a terrible loud noise and sucks up everything I was planning to pick up and eat myself. It’s eating all of our snacks.Mommis didn’t use to pal around with noisy animals. In fact, when we’re noisy she makes us be quiet. So how come this Shark gets special rules?