Photo Dump 2

Mom lets my harem come to bisit me a lot!  Dats ok because we lub dese girls.

Miley, Phil, Olive

Olive-walive

I let Mom in mah crate to take dese photos.  Now she knows what it's like to be me.

Dis my pitiful, pwease feed me noms, face.

Twisty dog is twisty.

For Fanksgibing, we had a Kody!

For Fanksgiving, mah friend Kody came to stay wif us since his Mommy was going out of town.  You member Kody from when he came wif his brother, Moe?  Kody stayed with us for a week.  He was pretty good for a puppy head.  He didn't give me any issues, but I fink dat Mom got a little frustrated a few times wifs him.  He always made up for it wif kisses though.  Mom lubs puppy kisses.

Kody and I were waiting in my house for treats!

Kody is "broken" and gets up on the furniture, but Mom doesn't mind.
I think Kody thought the sun was too bright in this picture.

Den, one night, Kody was in bed wif Mom and he put his butt up to her face.
Luckily, he didn't habs no stinky butt leaks dat night.

Me and Kody on our walk.

Kody napping and looking out the window for squirrels.

Mom laid down for a nap one evening and Kody used her butt for a pillow!

Merry Christmas from Kody!!

Kody doesn't usually like peanut butters, but this day, he surprised us all!

Kody usin' Mom's arm as a chin pillow.

Oh, you were sitting here?  Not no mores.  -Kody

Kody gibin Mom lubins.

Kody being a puppy head.

We were really excited about rawhide sticks.  REALLY EXCITED.

I didn't like this.

Let me explain that last picture.  You see, what happened was..  Dad got this "good idea" from Kody being on the furnitures that I wanted to be on the furnitures so while he was on Skype with Mom, he suggested that she put me up on the bed...  and she did it.  Mom had to literally lift me up on the bed and..  I.didn't.like.it.one.bit.ever.  I pretty much just stood on the bed frozen.  Mom had Kody hop up on the bed so she could take this picture.  Then, she left.  SHE LEFT ME ON THE BED GUYS!!  I didn't know how to get down.  Dad was still watching on Skype but Mom went out of the bedroom and so did Kody and I was standing on the bed scared cause I didn't know how to get down!  Mom kept saying jump down, which is also what she says when I get out of the car, but this was NOT the same.  Nope, nope, nope.

Eventually, I laid down again.  Then I stood up again.  Mom was watching all this from the kitchen.  When she opened the door and crinkled the carrots bag, I knew that I had a decision to made.  I didn't like it, but I jumped off the bed and went straight to Mom to get my carrots.  She gave me lots of carrots that day because I had been so patient and good.

The lesson is, don't EVER listen to Dad's "good ideas."  They aren't really good ideas.  He also put me up on the couch when he came back home with us for a few days in November.  I didn't like that either.  I don't like slippery or squishy surfaces where I'm standing/walking.  Serious.  I don't.

Too much youngin takin over my blog!

My Mom is from the South and she said the title of this post was allowable.  Joey has taken over my blog the past few weeks, I felt like he needed something extra to do to get out some of his energy.  He has A LOT OF ENERGY.  He's always bouncin or slitherin' under me.  He makes me skid on the scary floors sometimes.  He actually wipes out on the slippery floors all the time and he gets right back up and does it again!  Nonsense!

In good news, the temps have been cooler this past week!  It's been awesome.  In addition to our regular dog park afternoons, we got to go on a run last week down the long road.  Mom looked kinda funny dragging me behind her and Joey pulling in front of her.  She's a good sport.  Joey did trip Mom up once or twice, which I've done before.  But the 2nd time, she actually fell!  Guys, Mom has never fallen before.  I had no idea why she was laying on the ground.  I knew it was Joey's fault though.  So she's layin on the ground and I'm lookin' at Joey like, "Great, jerk.  Now we're never gonna get home.  Why'd you have to make Mom made and we're not even home yet!?"  Joey was just lookin' around like nothin' had happened.  Mom got up and she wasn't mad.  She said, "Accidents happen.  Let's go home."  I was down with going home.  2 miles is a long way, even with walk breaks.  We ran to the water hose where Mom washed us down, which Joey didn't like, then we went home for breakfast.

After that, Mom said she was sore and we went to the dog park for a few days, and since the accident, we've only been running along the beach road, where there are no cars for Joey to be afraid of.  She bought this ball throwy thing.  Joey chewed on the handle, which didn't make Mom happy.  Joey REALLY LOVES running after the ball.  I do not.  Mom throws the ball and I run after it once, then turn my nose up.  I have better things to do than run after a ball, like sniff all the pee spots and mark over them.

Mom says this is proof there are monsters under the bed.
It's name might just be Joey.

Joey thinks he's sneaky sleepin' on the couch, but Mom knows.

I taught him how to be a toy hoarder.
Mission = success.

Joey's bed in Mom's bedroom.

... but I stole his crate!

Joey stole my bed...

Mom let me have the rest of the yogurt.
Joey and I both got to clean out the peanut butter jar too!

Videos from the dog park:

What's ben happenin at mah foster house..

So foster Mom has been hogging da computer all weeks!  Somefing about Aus-trail-ya.  So much funs happened dis past week.  I shows you.  Did I tells you I lubs de dog park?  Cause I lubs de dog park.

Foster Mom said she'd ben wading on Sunshine to come to da dog parks so we could play.  Sunshine haz a lots of energy.. like mes.  When Sunshine came in da dog park, Old Man Phil, me, and Sunshine waz all runnin around.  Let me repeats.  Old Man Phil was RUNNIN.  Guys..  He's really fast.  I'z just a puppy and he was beatin me.  Dey say he is a grehound dough, dey is supposed to be super fastest... Old Man Phil was a racin dog, but as much as he sleeps, I'z not surprised he haz all da energies stored up.  Everbodys was surprised with Phil was runnin wif us, cause he neber does dat.

Dis is da room where Foster Mom set up mah crate.  Old Man Phil lubs mah crate.  Well, he can haz it, I just sleepz on da couch.

I'z not movin'.  Dis is too comfys.

Foster Mom came home for lunch and I was patiently waiting on her to shares her lunch noms.

Dis is Old Man Phil's raised feeder.  He really iz bigger dan me.

De weekend before dis one, Foster Mom had Phil and me and dis other dog named Moe.  He was really big.  He only stayed wif us for da weekend dough.  He was very lazy, like da Old-Man-Phil.  All dese sleepin dogs.  Dey don't know how much fun bouncin' is!  

Old Man Moe

Moe was in my playin way!

All free of da boys.

Foster Mom fought dat leabin me out for a short period of time could be ok...
..I pooped in da floor.  She was just glads de runny poops weren't on de carpets.

Dis is me bein silly with da fake bone.  Dere's so many fun toys here!

Den on Saturday, Foster Mom left me at her house alone!  Her and Old Man Phil went to somefing called a Meet & Greet.  Iz about Greyhounds, so I didn't pay much 'tentions.  She made me put dese fotos on here...

Dis is Old Man Phil riding with da back seat layed down.
He telled me he liked dis much better dan his hammock.

Dis is Dexter at da M&G.

Dis is Old Man Phil.

Dis is Dexter again!

Dis is Lulu.  She wasn't really dat happy.  She was just panting, a lots.
So I'm told.  She looks really happys.

Dis is AJ.  

It wasn't all bad bein left at home alones.  When Foster Mom came back, she had a bag full of da goodies (she brought Old Man Phil back wifs her too)!  Some toys for me.. FINE. and Old Man Phil.  Some treats dat are delicious.  Dis stick da frows da ball, which I fink is also good for da chewin on (aldough Foster Mom wasn't too happy with my chewin art on de brand new frowy fingy).  And da Old Man got a new black leash to match his collar set.

Despite how grouchy da Old Man is, he definitely has Foster Mom trained!!

Ok one more videos den I'm going to go play wif da new crunchy toy.  Iz so fun!

Did you miss me????

Mom sure did!  I missed her too though.  I leaned and leaned and leaned on her when she came to pick me up from Mr Glenn's.  She was still in her black work pants and I fixed that black problem for her!!  But I'm getting ahead of myself..

So after my Kitty Kitty accident, I went to stay with Miz Monica.  I like staying with her.  I get to hang out with extra pups cause she's a Foster Mom, too.

Here's some highlights of my time away from Mom:

I'm best at this: NAPPING!!!!!  I take retirement seriously!

Playing with my mother bunny.

Despite this being a new toy (I usually shun those after a few days), this was the only toy Mom sent me with.  There were other toys to play with, but I found the squeaker in my mother bunny's tail!!

Miz Monica is friends with Mr Glenn who lives near me and Mom.  He adopted Miley this week!  Miz Monica brought me to his house so that way Mom could pick me up asap when she got back to MD.

I was outside in the yard when Mom pulled up and I got soooo excited!  (Don't tell her, but I really do love my Mom!)  I even jumped up and put my front legs on the fence.  Mom told me to get down, but I could tell she was excited to see me too!  If she had a tail, it would have been waggin hard!  Once I let her in the gate we hugged and kissed and I didn't want to let her out of my sight.  I leaned on Mom anytime she stopped moving, that's my signature affection sign.  Remember when I leaned on Dad and got adopted?  Yeah.

Miley also helped me "lighten up" Mom's black pants, cause she is a white Greyhound too.  Mom didn't mind cause she was so excited to be able to give me hugs and kisses again.  Mom and Mr Glenn loaded all my stuff in the zoom-zoomer and then Mom coaxed me in the backseat (nope, still not jumping in on my own, just that once).  It was too hot out for Mom to crack the windows (winter time was so much better!), so I just laid back and tolerated the ride home.

Once we got home, Mom changed clothes and we went out for a walk.  Since it was hot, Mom sprayed me down with the water hose at the car wash area.  She does this after every walk/jog now since it's so hot out. I don't mind because I used to get sprayed down after I did my speedy racing running, so I'm used to it.  She towels me off once we get back to our house and then we go inside where I drink my entire bowl of water.  Mom fills it up for me right away, so I'm not thirsty later.

A little bit later Mom fed me dinner and then she left for a little bit.  She came back with bags, but nothing for me.  Mom must definitely be trusting me more, because she's been leaving me out of my house more and more (including while she's gone to work... for the whole day!).  It was bedtime soon after that.  I'm sooooo glad to be reunited with Mom.

Some pics from before Mom left for Australia:

 Mom was trying to fold up my crate and I was protesting.
Evidence that I really didn't want Mom to leave. 

Fine, Mom, I'll get out, but I don't like it!