Month: September 2011

My Man is coming home!

Hello everyone. I heard some news. They think I don’t understand because I choose to be aloof sometimes. After all, my blog is thoughtful and erudite. I have a persona to maintain. Anyhoo, back in March my Man went away. I never really understood why, but my Woman and my Boy were not happy about it. Evelyn the Embarrassment and I were ok, but we liked our Man a lot. So when my Woman whispered into my ear that he is coming back, I didn’t even blink. But I’m happy.

Dakota’s Top 10 List about his Man:

10. He puts ice in the kitchen water bowl, just for fun.

9. He never laughed when I tried to lift my leg to pee…after my leg was stolen.

8. He makes my Boy leave me alone when I need my space.

7. He walked in the woods with me before the leg elves took my leg by stealth.

6. He installed the dog door.

5. He talks baby talk to me, but just the right amount. Not too much.

4. He makes Evelyn bug off.

3. He was so good to our Spirit dogs before they crossed the Rainbow Bridge.

2. He paid the vet bills.

1. He stopped the car for me when I was dumped!

I was practicing how I am going to meet him when he comes home. Whaddya think?

 

A roll in the hay

My Woman is trying to get me interested in things other than sleeping. This afternoon she took me outside and made me walk in the meadow with her. I didn’t want to walk. I had other plans.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mark Twain is my role model

I have decided I like this Mark Twain fellow a lot because he said “I have never taken any exercise except sleeping and resting.” Lately it’s all I’ve been doing so I think I do like this man.

My Woman is getting a little concerned about all my sleeping. I can tell. How? She gripes about it to me all the time, that’s how! “Dakota, get out of the way!” “Dakota, all you do is sleep!” “Would you sleep somewhere else Dakota? I can’t open the front door!” It’s true. My favorite place to sleep is on the big entry mat and I like to put my nose into the door. That’s how I’ll know if burglars are coming. Of course, I won’t be able to wake up fast enough to do anything, but it’s the principal. If I yawn in a burglar’s face, maybe my breath will kill him. Ha! I amuse myself. And dog breath does have a purpose.

I don’t know why I’m so tired. We were having some really hot weather and that made us all sleepy. But the last three days have been much cooler. The heater even came on this morning! My Woman said that meant it was  62 in the house. That’s great dog weather! But still I sleep.

My Woman is threatening to take me to the V-E-T. She thinks I can’t spell. She also thinks I can’t run. Well, I think, too. And I think I’ll show her!

Love, Dakota