There They Go Again
I was so happy to have the family all around me for the Christmas vacation. My happiness was short-lived. On Wednesday through Saturday, the family left me and Peepers all alone. Sure they arranged to have these really nice dog walkers come in and feed us and take me for a walk, but that certainly was no replacement for the daily unconditional love of my family.
When the family leaves like that they try to act like nothing is happening. Do they think I am an idiot? I mean, come on, I can see the suitcases, I can see the little lights they set up, I can see the notes for the dog walker – I am one observant dog! They leave and it is very quiet around here.
Luckily, I am a dog that can really amuse myself. There is actually so much to do around here when the family is gone. For instance… first I check out the garbage and then I peek into the pantry. If they leave yummy foods on the lower shelves I am in heaven. Of course, then I sleep on Hallie and B’s bed. I play with my loofa dog and my red chicken (a fun new toy that I have). I listen to NPR. I look for Peepers. I snoop around My G and Lil Joe’s bedrooms. I would have surfed the net, but they turned off all of the computers.
Even though I kept busy, I would much rather have everyone around me. I was in heaven when they came home. Of course, they were a little frantic because of all of the water in the basement. Maybe they should just stay home next time.
Christmas Break
Even though I am a Jewish dog, I know that Lil Joe and My G just started their winter vacation from school. This break always occurs right around Christmas, so I think that we should call it what it is – a Christmas vacation. I guess I am a little old fashioned. I’m excited to have this break because I know that the family will be around a lot! My G will stay up late into the night and sleep half the day away. Lil Joe will hang out and watch TV and read and hang out with his friends. Hallie and B will go to work, but they will have lots of days off and no meetings at night. This will all just make my life – happy, happy, happy!
It is definitely going to be a white Christmas. It snowed twice this past week. Snow is all over the place which means that my walks are a little bit shorter. I actually don’t mind because it is a little “nippy” out there, especially for my paws.
Do people say I hope that we will have a white Hanukkah? I doubt it. But for those folks who do wish for snow on this minor Jewish holiday, they will definitely get their wish. Personally, I hope that I get some new yummy chew toys as well as a new loofa dog. Ever since Hallie got me that latex loofa (which is impossible to destroy), I just don’t get that toy as much as I use to.
I hope everyone enjoys their Christmas vacation.
Hallie has really been into Face Book lately. First My G got on Face Book, then B, then Lil Joe and now Hallie does it too. It is really bumming me out because Hallie used to be such a help to me in writing this blog. As you know, because I am a dog, I do not have opposable thumbs. This means I have to rely on Hallie to help me with my writing. During the day, if she leaves the computer on, I can surf around using my nose. I usually do this to get some ideas and then when we go for our daily walks, I think about what to write and so does Hallie. She used to help me all of the time, but now that she has to check her Face Book page at least a hundred times a day, she doesn’t help me as much as I would like. And she has 86 friends including that other dog, Barclay Obama. Why doesn’t Hallie help me get a Face Book page? I would be her friend in a second and then she would have 87 friends. My feelings are so hurt. Maybe I’m not such a lucky dog afterall. I wonder who will want to come to my pity party?
Mmm Mmm Good
Hallie is such a good mom. She makes lunches for Lil Joe and My G every day. Unfortunately she never makes me lunch (though she does feed me). For some reason, My G did not eat his lunch today. He cam home from school and left his backpack by the front door. With my incredible smelling ability, I quickly realized that there was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich somewhere in there. It didn’t take long – I found it! I ran upstairs. Hallie saw me and she chased me up the stairs. Then she chased me into her room, into My G’s room, back into her room, down the stairs, up the stairs and into Lil Joe’s room. Finally, I just went under one of the beds and ate the whole sandwhich. Hallie sat next to me yelling my name and other terms of endearments while I ate that yummy sandwhich! Sometimes I wish that Hallie would just crawl under the bed and eat sandwhiches with me.
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