Grandma came to visit

Last weekend, Grandma & Aunt Amy came to visit!!!!





And we drove around in the mountains a whole bunch....

And and and...we played a whole bunch too...

I liked playing "Where's Grandma", but by Saturday morning, Grandma didn't want to play anymore. I didn't even get to go see my friends Ralph and Maggie at PC's Pantry they went without me. Mom brought me some snacks and this furminator thing - which I've been trying to tolerate. Aunt Amy brought me my very own microwave popcorn too - just for doggies.

We had lots of fun and mom says she's coming back in 2 weeks...but I have to go to the pet lodge that time. Mom says I'll get to go play some though - we're all going to the mountains. Mom says "everyone" is coming - I'm so excited!

The Mountains

I got up really early this morning...I heard much grumbling as mom got her sweatshirt and shoes on to take me out. And when we came back in, I really wanted breakfast - even if I was up at least 2 hours early. What? I was hungry. So after flashing my basset hound eyes - I got my breakfast and then mom went back to bed, so I did too, for a while anyway.

Eventually, mom decided we'd go for a drive - to the mountains. My favorite, they have a great dog park that I love in the mountains. And and and...after we were in the car for a while, mom said we could stop and see Ralph and get some cookies in Boulder. That's where we go to get my favorite cookies. Ralph is a giant dog, with super droopy eyes. St. Bernard mom says. He's HUGE!

So mom and I drove more after Boulder. After a while, she said we were in the park. But it wasn't my dog park...I never even got out of the car in the park. We did see some big big animals with antlers - mom called them elk. They were running. Some other stupid humans were standing very close to the running "elk".

After the park, mom took me shopping in town for a while. Well, in the stores that like dogs anyway. I was very good. When she wanted to look at something she'd tell me to sit, and I would sit and wait for her to get done looking, but sometimes if she took too long, I'd just lay down. The store people said I was so good, they gave me cookies. I love cookies!

Then finally, we went to my park. But by then, it was really windy, and a little snowy. My slobber was kind of freezing to my big flappy lips after about 10 minutes or so. And mom was silly and didn't wear a hat or coat, so we decided that was enough.

And apparently it was, because I slept all the way home.

I'm home!

Mom took me to doggy daycamp a long time ago, and finally, this morning, she came to take me home. She said that she had to fly to grandma and grandpa's for Christmas...ok, sure, whatever that means.

But when we got home this morning...OHMIGOODNESS!!!!! "Presents", yeah, I think that's what mom called them. Lots of them. Some were toys, some were snacks. Some were toys with snacks in them. But wow. Mom says I'm a lucky dog...and I think she's right.

I've already begun to dismantle the toy that talks to me...I'm just dying to find the little person inside who keeps yelling Ho Ho Ho....he's got to be in there somewhere.

Anyway, I hope that I get to stay home for a long time now. I like being at home...especially with all the new toys and goodies.

Oh...and next week is my birthday...yippee!

Now I get it....

Mom kept saying that we were moving...
So last Friday we leave our apartment, which by the way was getting smaller and smaller it seemed, because of all these boxes she kept stacking up...and I go to play puppies at camp. Well, when mom finally came to get me, we didn't go home. Mom said we were going home, but we went to this new place I had been a few times, that used to be all empty. BUT this time, we walked in the door and all of those boxes that were at my old apartment were in the living room at this place. Crazy. And our couch, my mat, my crate, the bed...everything it was all there.

It's been a week and I'm getting used to everything. I like the new place, just like mom said I would. I've been meeting lots of new doggie friends too.

Boxes and other chew toys

Oh boy!
I love boxes. I love them alot. I can chew on them, shred them, and even chew on the little pieces. Mom's always had a few boxes tucked under the sofa that she never lets me chew on. Well, this week, our home is full of boxes, big ones, little ones...boxes everywhere! But now, I can't seem to drag the boxes around like I want, they're just too heavy.

So mom says the reason for the boxes is that we're moving...I'm not so sure about this, and I try to give her a look that says I don't understand, but she won't tell me any more than that I will like it. I hope I do! I think it's happening soon, because there are more boxes than there were last week.

I graduated...and lots of other stuff

Wow...it's been a long time since Norm and I have had some time to sit down and put together a post. So here are the highlights, according to Norm...

In September mom took me to Doggy Daycamp one day...but then I had to sleep there. For FOUR WHOLE NIGHTS. Unbelievable. At least the people at the PetHotel like me enough to put me up front so I could see everyone in the lobby, and mom did let me play a few days, so it wasn't all bad. And I did get some special snacks when I saw her again. She said something about the woods and bay and francisco.

October was busy. First, I graduated from Canine College. I did much better than Mr. Ted ever thought possible. Even better than the border collie and german sheperd. I tried so hard...and when I did so well, I got new squeeky toys. I love tearing those things apart. But these are tough! I still have them. Mom said she's really surprised.

Also in October, I got invited to three halloween parties. They were all doggy parties, only none of the dogs looked like dogs and mom kept calling me Superman. So strange.

And now its November. Tonight, I helped mom bring in the groceries. She got a lot of stuff, said something about giving. And by helping to bring in the groceries...I mean I took my time to sniff everything in the yard while she was carrying all 8 bags. hehe...what? Like I have hands.

There was one day in there somewhere when I was really sick. Well a couple of days. But the one day was the worst. Mom went to work and I had to GO! Bad! When mom came home she made me get in the bathtub right away. And I had 3 baths...it was crazy. But I'm much better now.

The only other thing that is puzzling me these days is that mom keeps talking about our new house...she says I will love it, but I just don't know what's going on. She says before Christmas we will be there.

The Report Card - Canine College Week 2

Mom came home from work today and we were off to school. I am happy to report that I was a very good boy tonight, lots of people said so.

We did lots of walking around and sniffing of the other dogs (we had to get a hall pass for part of that...when you gotta go you gotta go, and preferably without an audience). I finally got to meet Moose...the 10 month old Bull Mastiff...he's a big big boy, but very nice too!

Then we had to practice how to heel. Then I had to sit by mom for a while and eventually Mr. Ted came and played with me but when mom said "Norm, Come!" I knew that I needed to go right to her, and sit down...we've been practicing at home. But mom was very surprised when I did just that even though she didn't have any snacks in her hand. None. And when it wasn't my turn, I just sat next to her, right by her left foot. I think I need a halo. Or at least some yummy snacks!

Then...Mr. Ted talked for a long time and we all just had to sit there. I was lucky, mom sat by the window and I got to watch outside most of the time. She says I was a really really good boy tonight. Next week we are going to learn down/stay.

That's it...I'm going to bed....being a good puppy is exhausting!

~Norm