Merry Christmas!

Mom says Christmas is next week. She says we're going to some place called Nebraska to visit Grandma...and she says Grandma has goodies waiting for me!

Without further ado...here's the holiday card mom helped me make!

Happy Holidays...

Grandma sent me a package this week...
And now I'm a reindoggie.

Sickly Sunday

I wasn't feeling well today - I made mom get up at 3am to take me outside, then I made her take me out 4 more times before it was even light out. My tummy was upset and I was grumbling. I spent most of the day snoozing and watching football. The good news is I'm feeling much better and ate all my dinner.

I'm a good boy...

That's what mom told me when she came home from work both times today.

And she's so silly. This morning, she gave me my cookies and then forgot to close my crate when she went to work. But she wasn't surprised to see me out of my crate when she came home for lunch.

And and and...after lunch, she did the same thing again - she forgot to lock my crate.

And and and...she left the TV on in the living room. But I'm not going to tell her what happened on the Young & the Restless, Bold & the Beautiful or Oprah today.

She says tomorrow I get to go play puppies at camp. But then the next day she says I might get to stay out of my crate again. If I keep being a good boy!

I think I missed something...

All week, I've been getting up in the morning. And every morning mom hasn't wanted to get up with me. She says it's still time to be sleeping. She says I need to quit grumbling. She says...it's only 3:30! I don't know what this means.

I do know that eventually, she'll get up and take me out. Then we come back in and I go back to bed after I eat the kibbles in my bowl (that I haven't been eating for supper).

And again, mom keeps saying...Norm, go lay on your part of the bed. I thought the whole bed was mine, and I just pick the warmest spot. One night she tried to move me, but I'm too long. So even if she moves my back end over, by the time she gets my front end moved to...I've already wiggled my back end over to where I want to be. I don't know what the big deal is, it's a huge bed.

And. I miss going to the dog park every night. It's all dark outside by the time mom gets home from work, and she says the dog park has no lights. So we've been walking instead, but it's just not the same.

Grandma said so...

Mom took me shopping tonight. Well, we drove downtown, I waited in the car and then mom came back to the car - with something for me. She said that Grandma thought I needed "it" - but I couldn't tell what "it" was.

So, mom made me try "it" on. She says it matches my harness and leash. I wore it all the way home, and up into the house. I'm still not sure what "it" is...but I don't really mind if mom puts it on me. See....



Mom says we probably don't need it now...she says soon though we will. Oooh...and look at how nicely I match the snowboard bag in the background....

Which reminds me...mom says I'm getting a "ski pass". I don't know. I guess she'll bring it home one of these days and then I can tell you about it. Don't tell Grandma...she'll think I need skis and stuff too!

Howl-O-Ween

Mom took me to a Howl-O-Ween party last night with a bunch of my friends from Doggie Daycamp. There was a hippie rotweiller, an Energizer Bunny (it was really a dog), some basset hound fairy princesses, a Snow White corgi and all sorts of things. I won 3rd place in the costume contest :) I was Superman! See....