Hello everyone! It’s me, your favorite blogging dog, back from a long absence! For my long-time followers, you will note that I have a new photo of me blogging. Currently, I am at my Grandparents house, while my parents are busy making money so they can afford more treats and toys for me. My grandma just purchased her very first laptop, so I am trying to figure things out.I would have blogged sooner, but my grandma’s desktop computer is older than I am, and I just couldn’t figure it out! My parents have come up to visit me a few times, especially now that grandma has her new computer. Grandma called them 5 times the first night after getting the laptop, so they decided to come up and visit the next day, because getting tech support over the telephone was cutting into my playing time. I was starting to feel neglected.
My parents were trying to set up grandma’s laptop in person, but even that was becoming a process. Apparently grandma handed them some things she called “floppy discs” and wanted them installed on her laptop. A long discussion took place, and soon my dad was cutting up the discs. They are older than me!
Mom then set up her iTunes account on the laptop and was transferring some music for grandma. More discussion occurred…
But enough about that, time to get back to me! I had a great summer at Luton’s Teton Cabins. It was a great place to be a dog with working parents. No late nights, always home on time for lunch so I never had to “cross my paws” with their long workdays. And having 100 acres to run around, off leash, was just icing on the cake. Who can beat this view?
I was excited to arrive back in Wisconsin, but not so much when I found out we are staying in a glorified parking lot. Not big green space to play, and I always have to be on a leash. And, I was back to crossing my paws as my parents were gone all day…no thanks!
So after a few days, they realized I was not a happy camper, and took me up to my grandparents house. Now I am back to being the Queen Bee! As any grandchild knows, whether you have 2 legs or 4, grandparents homes are the place to be! I spend most of my days sitting by their back door, trying to convince them that I need to go out and play with my football.
They are easy to convince, so I have been getting a lot of play time in their back yard.
I try to keep my grandpa’s chair warm when he is away (usually golfing). I am so grateful that he is feeling good and fully recovered from his scary ordeal with Guillain-Barré Syndrome (you can read about it here). We go for daily walks, which I really enjoy.
When my parents brought me up here, they packed up all my toys and treats. Beggin’ Strips are a special treat for me, and a bag usually lasts about 2 months, because I only get a couple of them every week. Milkbones are my regular treat. My parents were a bit shocked when grandma called after three weeks and said they were out of Beggin’ Strips! Well I am special, so I convinced my grandparents to give me my special treat every day! Yay!
I also discovered I don’t even need to do anything special to get a treat. If I stare at my treat jar for a long time, they just get up and give me a treat! Here’s a photo of my grandparents watching television. Notice me in the corner?
It looks like I was put in the “time-out” corner, but upon closer inspection, you will see I am staring at my treat jar on the counter Yes, I have them well trained!
I also figured out where grandma hid my new 12 squeaker toy. She put it up on top of a dresser in a bedroom. So I sat and stared at that for a while, and she eventually gave in, and I was able to destroy my new toy!
My grandparents did take me to see my cousins at Camp Meyer! I really enjoyed having even more people play with me, and snuggle up with me.
It’s better than snuggling up with “mini me”. This is the stuffed animal my parents sent to my grandparents so they won’t forget about me when I’m not there. Hey, it’s cute, but not quite as good as the real me!
The weather is starting to get a little too cold for me. Hopefully my parents remember to come and get me before they leave for Florida. I could use some warm weather, as I don’t have much hair. When my parents come to visit, my mom brings up their laundry. I crawled in a basket of sheets just out of the dryer. My parents aren’t sure if I was just cold, or if I wanted to make sure they don’t forget about me.
I’m not sure how much longer I will be staying here, but now that I have mastered grandma’s new laptop, I will try and not go so long between blogs.
I hope everyone has a safe and happy Thanksgiving! Hopefully the ‘turkey fairy’ will drop a few pieces in my dish!
Quote for the Day: “An optimist is a person who starts a new diet on Thanksgiving Day.” – Irv Kupcinet