Snowmeggadon hit Charlotte on Sunday night. By morning, even the patio was covered with snow and not a patch to pee on. Mommy worked from home because there was no way I was letting her drive (she is a nightmare on the best day). As soon as we got up, I ran out the doggie door and jumped like a deer through the snow, my ears flapping in the wind (check out Mommy's facebook picture for a visual). I was flying and leaping! It was such fun. Bella wanted no part of it-stuck her head out the door and backed up. Such an old lady.
True to keeping the house clean, dish towels were laid in front of the doggie door so that I would not make a mess. It was cold, so Mommy put on my monogrammed coat so I would be warm when I played. I love that it says Ben across my back so no one else can wear it.
It snowed and snowed all day. Late Monday night Bob and Mommy took us for a walk down the road but it was very slippery. I was on a leash and still slid all over and you would have thought Mommy was 100-she was walking so slow. It was fun though I was happy to get home, eat a bacon strip, and crawl under the covers next to Mommy.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Recap
It's been quite a time of playing and gluttony. Christmas was great, got tons of fun toys, and thankfully no new outfits. It even snowed!!!! I have only seen snow a few times so it was pretty fun and Bell and I ran around and barked at the flakes. As you know, Mommy goes into full baking mode around Christmas and this was no exception. She made her holiday cake again and lucky for me, she is not very careful when she ices the cake, so plenty of vanilla buttercream landed on the floor. Nice.
The day after Christmas, though, things went the other way. Mommy and Bob left and were gone for several days-turns out they went to New York City. I was so mad. It was time to play with all my new toys and they were no place to be found. Fortunately, Becca, my doggie sitter, showed up to hang with Bella and me. I love her and even though I had a bone to pick with Mommy, I was glad to see my friend Becca.
No sooner did Mommy come home but she was putting stuff back in the suitcase-where do you think you are going Mommy? Like some big shot, she went to LA for a photoshoot and left me to chill with Bob at his house. It was ok but I was so mad that when Mommy came home, I pretended I could not hear her calling me. Ignored her for about 4 hours. Drove her crazy and she got really sad. As soon as I heard her say that maybe I needed to go to the vet for my hearing, I changed my tune. We all have a price and mine is not holding the grudge so long that I end up being inspected by the vet. By nighttime, Mommy had talked it out with me and from what I understand, she was not happy to leave me so much either. She forced me to snuggle with her in bed-not going to lie, she did not have to force hard-I missed her.
This weekend though it was back to cooking. Kenzie, my doggie friend next door's Mommy, Molly, had baby Ian. As you know when people have babies, Mommy starts nesting (so weird). You may have heard through the grapevine that I HATE when Mommy cooks. She often sets off the fire alarm and I am forced to hide. A few weeks ago I went right out the front door to the neighbor's house to find relief. Well on Saturday it was cooking soup, baking cookies, you name it. I have truly had it and would disconnect the gas line if I could. I headed upstairs to the bathroom and sat in the tub. I figure I am safest there. However, I heard so much banging down there that I had to stay in the tub longer than expected. Needless to say, Bob was not happy when he discovered I had peed in the tub. What's a dog to do when in distress?
The day after Christmas, though, things went the other way. Mommy and Bob left and were gone for several days-turns out they went to New York City. I was so mad. It was time to play with all my new toys and they were no place to be found. Fortunately, Becca, my doggie sitter, showed up to hang with Bella and me. I love her and even though I had a bone to pick with Mommy, I was glad to see my friend Becca.
No sooner did Mommy come home but she was putting stuff back in the suitcase-where do you think you are going Mommy? Like some big shot, she went to LA for a photoshoot and left me to chill with Bob at his house. It was ok but I was so mad that when Mommy came home, I pretended I could not hear her calling me. Ignored her for about 4 hours. Drove her crazy and she got really sad. As soon as I heard her say that maybe I needed to go to the vet for my hearing, I changed my tune. We all have a price and mine is not holding the grudge so long that I end up being inspected by the vet. By nighttime, Mommy had talked it out with me and from what I understand, she was not happy to leave me so much either. She forced me to snuggle with her in bed-not going to lie, she did not have to force hard-I missed her.
This weekend though it was back to cooking. Kenzie, my doggie friend next door's Mommy, Molly, had baby Ian. As you know when people have babies, Mommy starts nesting (so weird). You may have heard through the grapevine that I HATE when Mommy cooks. She often sets off the fire alarm and I am forced to hide. A few weeks ago I went right out the front door to the neighbor's house to find relief. Well on Saturday it was cooking soup, baking cookies, you name it. I have truly had it and would disconnect the gas line if I could. I headed upstairs to the bathroom and sat in the tub. I figure I am safest there. However, I heard so much banging down there that I had to stay in the tub longer than expected. Needless to say, Bob was not happy when he discovered I had peed in the tub. What's a dog to do when in distress?
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