The top 10 reasons my mom loves me....

The top 10 reasons my mom loves me:

10. The curls in my wiry white hair.

9. The shape of my spade-like head and my stiff little legs. (She thinks its funny that now she thinks other dog’s heads look short!)

8. How I only eat or drink out of the left side of the bowl and always clean up any mess; including Ollie’s. (I’m a little obsessive/compulsive like mom)

7. How I wind up my front left leg after I have done my outside business and then do a little hop. She especially loves that I always look to her for approval when I’m doing it!

6. How I rummage through my toy box for just the right toy that only I know and no other toy will do.

5. How I run to her if I think I can get dad in trouble for playing with me too hard. (she’s such a sucker- and dad hates that!)

4. How excited I am when I get a new toy, or when mom sews back up an old one I haven’t seen in awhile.

3. How I jump up and down at the door when I know she is on the other side.

2. My sweet kisses and that she knows if she gives me a kiss, I have to kiss her back.

And the number 1 reason my mom loves me- Because I get so excited when I see that she is going to lie down because I love to curl up with her and lay my head on her. (I’m so sweet!)

Meet Derby!

I've had another busy weekend and I'm exhausted. Since it has been so nice outside, I have had lots of time to chase squirrels and go for walks. It’s really made me tired, but I am going to try not to be so grouchy. I still haven't made it back in the bed with mom and dad since the infamous "toe" incident. You'd think that mom would be quicker to forgive me than this. I have even pulled out all the stops. I have cried and cried and tried to make her regret kicking me out of the bed. I have even overheard her saying how pathetic it was to hear me cry myself to sleep. Yet, this has not gotten me back into the big bed yet. I'm hoping for a change soon.
Hey, I want to introduce you to a friend of mine. Everyone, meet Derby! Derby is one handsome guy- I think he looks a lot like me! Derby and his mom Sue also live on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. I am told that they may be getting another dog soon. I told them; whatever they do- don't get a Bearded Collie or another herding dog. I don't think that Derby would like to be pushed around either. I think that we should get Ollie in the backyard and Derby and I should herd him! Wouldn't that be a blast? (Okay, mom...I was just kidding!) I am hoping that since Derby is close by (in round about terms) that he and I will meet nose to nose one day soon. Meanwhile, enjoy the summer and stay handsome!

Looks like trouble...

Looks like I have caused some trouble. You see, I told you all that I have been very tired lately, but what you may not know is that when I get tired I get very grouchy. I think that mom and Dad think it is funny because usually they just kind of snicker at me and leave me alone. But Tuesday night I had not really shown them just how grouchy I was before I went to bed. Apparently at some time in the middle of the night mom's foot made its way over to MY side of the bed and touched me on my rear end. I woke up snapping and mom stuck her toe in my mouth. (She of course, doesn't quite see it that way). She screamed bloody murder, which woke up Dad. Never good. Apparently that little bite resulted in blood and broken skin. (These humans are so frail). Dad went to clean up mom's toe while I tried to make up with her. Mom just ignored me! Can you believe it? It wasn't my fault! I was merely sleeping, minding my own business when she had the gaul to kick me (okay, she didn't kick me, but a guy's gotta tell a good story, you know!)
Now, I have been banished to the spare bedroom to sleep at night. Dad said no more Mackie and mom agreed! Do you believe that? I may be looking for a new home soon if they don't come to their senses. Geez.

I'm TIRED!

I've been working so hard you just wouldn't believe,
And I'm tired!
There's so little time and so much to achieve,
And I'm tired!
I've been lying here holding the grass in its place,
Pressing a leaf with the side of my face,
Tasting the apples to see if they're sweet,
Counting the toes on a centipede's feet.
I've been memorizing the shape of that cloud,
Warning the robins to not chirp so loud,
Shooing the butterflies off the tomatoes,
Keeping an eye out for floods and tornadoes.
I've been supervising the work of the ants
And thinking of pruning the cantaloupe plants,
Timing the sun to see what time it sets,
Calling the fish to swim into my nets,
And I've taken twelve thousand and forty-one breaths,
And I'm TIRED!.

That is a poem by Shel Silverstein. Boy! Can I relate! Mom and Dad wore me out this weekend, and then mom took off on Monday and did more to wear me out. She took me for a ride, then a walk and then we came home and played ball. And I'M TIRED!