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Thursday, 16 April 2009

  • I'm Moving

    Malcolm and I are getting our own blog together! He just passed his first birthday, so it's kind of a present. I'd be the last one to say this, but he has grown up into a handsome and intelligent boy. He hardly bothers me at all now, so I don't mind sharing a blog with him.

    Come find us at our new home: http://eightpawprints.blogspot.com/

    Some baby pictures from this blog will be reposted there. Bear with us while we reintroduce ourselves to the world.

Monday, 02 February 2009

  • It's Late, but Merry Christmas!

    I hope everyone had a great holiday with lots of good smells and mystifying presents to open. Malcolm and I each got a stocking with toys in it, and even though I lost my soft green ball on the same day, it was okay. Malcolm doesn't care if I take his stuff. I just have to be sneaky about it, 'cause he's bigger than me now and getting pretty quick on the draw when it comes to catching frisbees and tennis balls.

    ...I'm still faster, though, when I want to be. And I'm the one who gets to curl around S's head and sleep at night. He sleeps on the floor.

    Oh, but I digress! Christmas was so much fun with S's family, and especially with Pavel, Tyler, and Angus.

    The best part was when S's youngest sister, C, entertained us by juggling in front of the Christmas tree:

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    ...I had never seen juggling before. Look how riveted I was! Even Malcolm paid attention.

     

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    The only thing I couldn't understand was why they made me drop those fascinating little floating balls as soon as I managed to catch one. I was only trying to be helpful - C couldn't hold them all by herself, anyone could see that.

Friday, 19 December 2008

  • This is Global Warming

    Honestly, I don't know what it is you humans make such a fuss about. S told me that it snowed in southern California yesterday. I know about California a little because that's where S was born. And today, this happened:




    This is our swimming pool:



    It wasn't warm, either, as you can probably tell. Malcolm was shivering after half an hour out in the stuff. And me? Not a chance. It was my job to entertain S while she shoveled the driveway, by leaping and spinning in the air and biting the snow. That was a good warming workout, plus I think I got a piece of every shovelful!

     


Wednesday, 17 December 2008

  • Tis the Season

    Snow started to cover the ground not long ago, and you know what that means? Soon there will be pretty lights to watch, and crinkly paper I'm allowed to tear open to get to the toys and treats I can smell, and a big tree that smells like outside living for a while inside. Last year I got to help pick out the tree, and I was soooo excited to go this year too, and show Malcolm that I know what I'm doing and he doesn't. He thinks he knows it all, just 'cause he's heavier and a little faster than me.

    But despite me being an impossibly good dog all month, and all my clever hints like waiting strategically beside the little pine trees on our land whenever S takes me out to walk the property, her mind is made up. There will be no Christmas tree this year. I have to wait until we go to Pennsylvania next week, and share Grandma's tree with Tyler, Angus, and Pavel.

    It's hard to be a good dog when you know you won't get what you want. But  it will be nice to see Pavel again, so I decided to be a good sport and pose in my brand new holiday bandanna for S today. Isn't it pretty?

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    The snow was hard and crusty because of the freezing rain on top of it, but I still got to chase Cuz for a while. Malcolm isn't too good at finding it yet when it's half buried in snow, haha. Which meant that I pretty much caught it every time!

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    Okay, so I let him have it once. I can be generous. 100_0321

Saturday, 25 October 2008

  • Swamp Dog

    S has recently discovered this place called the Greenway. Our first time on it, we passed three mile markers without crossing another road before we decided to turn around.

    In simple language, that means dog heaven! And for about a half-mile stretch, there's this great swamp for me and Malcolm to splash in and drink from. Oh, the yummy smells in that water!

    The only bad thing is that after we finished our hike there yesterday, with me and Malcolm wearing Eau de Swamp (it was heavenly), S got a wild hair and decided totally out of the blue to give us a bath. For Malcolm, that's fine. He doesn't care what you do to him as long as you tell him he's a good boy.

    But for me? No thank you! I went and hid on the bed as soon as we got home. I knew what she was thinking.

    It didn't work. I got thoroughly wet and shampooed and dried. When it was all said and done, not a trace of that lovely swamp scent remained. Her timing is terrible.

    There are no pictures yet of the Greenway, so instead here is one of Malcolm and me posing with J after our bath:

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