Goin' on a ride!

Mom took me to Virginia Beach this past weekend.  She said something about a Color Me Rad 5k.  Whatebs.  She didn't bring me, so pfffth.

On the other hand, I did travel in comfort.  I mean, does your human bring your dog beds on rides?

I don't often sit, but when I do,
I try to look as awkward as possible.

Mom stopped at Wendy's for lunch.  I was scopin' out the menu for my order.

I'll take the baconator monster burger please, Mom.

Mom, Y U NO GET ME MAH BACONATOR?!  I can haz your cheeseburger?

How about a fry?

For shame, woman, for shame.

Tired of lookin' cute to get noms.

Mom, less clicky-flashy box, more fries.

Ugh, fine.  I gibs up.

Despite my size, I squeezed into Pepper's crate (which is a small/medium).
I even managed to turn around inside it.  Mom wasn't sure how.

No, I am NOT too big! 

Told you I wasn't stucks!

On de way home.  I was workin' out mah neck muscles.

Mom, maybe you should focus.

Despite my bad breath, Mom thinks mah teefs are pretty cute.

Really, woman, enough with the clicky-box.  No body wants to see all these photos.
(Well, they better, but I'm trying to be modest!)

I reteached Mom that I really am cat safe... INSIDE.  There was that one time last year that it was suggested that maybe I wasn't.  But I iz.  I didn't eat Schwarzenegger the kitty (that's not really his name, but it started with an S!) and I even tolerated Chloe (the pup) wanting to play with me.

I'm a pretty cool dude, Mom says.

She's not so bad either.

Here's why:

That is expedient noms.

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!

Celtic Festival!

Mom got back on a Friday evening from Scotland and met Temporary Mom in Prince Frederick for my pass off.  I remembered Mom, but I ignored her so she would calm down before I gave her any love.

Mom brought us home and then we hung out for a little bit and went to bed.  She was pretty tired since she'd started her day at 08 in Scotland time and ended her day at 10pm Eastern time (which is 5 hours behind Scotland, so her day was 29 hours long instead of 24!).

We got up at my usual time and went out on a walk.  Mom fed me and then we went back to bed for a nap.  We got up later and Mom put on some weird clothes and said we were going to the Celtic Festival.  I didn't know what that meant, but she said WE, so that meant I was going somewhere!  Getting in the car isn't my favoritest thing ever, but I loooooove putting my nose out the window to smell new smells!!

The MD Celtic Festival is held at Jefferson Patterson Park and Museum.  It's a good excuse for people to dress in plaid (or just dress up in Mom's case) and go listen to men in skirts grunt while they throw trees or play their honky-horns (Mom says they are called Bagpipes).  But, the coolest part is that GEGR was there!  So I got to hang out with some of my brethren.

This also means that I got lots of pettins and treats and attention!!  All my favorite things!  Mom always tells me when we go to events that I have to get love from other people, because she loves me at home, but when we go out, its other people's job to love me...  I'm irresistible, so this works out.

Soon after being let into the pin with my homies, I smelled something that needed to peed on, so I was going about my business when a lady started shrieking.  Apparently, I'd "leaked" on her foot.  Mom apologized over and over while she gave the poor lady some paper towels to wipe off her foot.  I didn't get what the big deal was.. I'd just made her smell like me better.  After that incident, things went smoothly.

Mom got some pics to share with you though!

This little girl had a peanut butter cracker.  It was delicious.  New BFF.

Why are we ALL so attentive?  There's a lady you can't see in the photo who had a turkey leg...
NOMNOMNOM, DELICIOUS SMELLS, PLEASE SHARE!!!

They were cold, since the weather got a little chilly.  But they shared nicely!

Mom was astonished to see me do an actual SIT.  I learned it from watching the other pups, but I won't do it at home.

Look at that UUUUGGGGEEEEE dog!  He's a very distant cousin of mine, an Irish Wolfhound.

Mom took a picture with the puppy to demonstrate how big he is!
She's also advertising for GEGR with the trailer in the background!  :)

This was the final event of the day.  ALL the clansmen/women gathered and marched and played their instruments.  It was pretty cool to see, but we didn't stay for the whole thing because it started to rain and because they interrupted the music with boring announcements.

I was very glad that Mom was home.  Temporary Mom said that I'd started to get anxious after the 2 week mark, but she also said that since I'm an only-dog, that might have had something to do with it.  After the Celtic Festival, I was exhausted and I came home and showed Mom what my retirement was all about!

Posting Hiatus

Hi, Phil's Mom here!

Just wanted to let everyone know that Phil is still doing ok.  I'm currently work-cationing in Scotland, and Phil is staying with the Whitlock family while I'm away.  He's not figured out how to feed himself or use the toilet, so I figured it was for the best..  :)

So far he's only had one incident where he peed on Jester, the smallest pup of the house.  I guess is it pretty hard to see underneath yourself when you're chest is so huge!  From the updates I've received, Phil is doing better on the hardwood floors with some super yummy bribery of chicken treats.  He even got to go to work with Amber one day!  Why don't I have a job where I can bring my dog with me?!  That would improve my work morale sooo much!

I've not seen any Greyhounds in Scotland, only terriers, golden retrievers, and black labs.  I'm only slightly disappointed in the variety, but I didn't come for the dogs.

That floor must be really hard for him to have fit his whole body on his bed!

PS.  I miss my sweet stalker boy.

So much excitements!!!!

This past week has been sooooooooo exciting and busy and full of new things!

Ok, so the week kinda wore me out, but it was so much fun!

Mom's friend got married on the 24th, and we went to Grampy and Grammy's house for the weekend!  YAY! I got to hang out with Judge and Noodles, aunt Courtney's doggies.  They are little.  Judge is like the size of my head.  Hahah, so small!  Noodles was kind of a fattie, but he could sit on his butt really good.  They both kept getting in Mom's lap, which would make me super jealous and then I'd have to go over and put my head in between both of them and get the most lovins, cause Mom loves me the mostest, duh.

A pic of Noodles and Judge from Christmas (before I was adopted into the family)
Top:  Noodles
Left: Judge
Bottom: Zeplen (who was 30lbs light than I am)

 Just some pics from the last week:

This was the first time I ever really snuggled with one of my toys.
Mom thought it was "sooo precious".. my face is actually showing how manly this really is.

On the way to NC.  I was watching for the po-po out the back window for Mom.

The only place we could fit my crate was behind the seats, it made me much more sturdy in my hammock,
so I didn't mind.

We stopped on the way for dinner time.  I happily greeted Mom when she opened the back hatch.

I can sit, I just don't.  :)

Hi, Mom!!  I love this ride!  Do you love my breath?!?

I took over Judge and Noodle's bed.. and their Nylabone..  

In Mom's defense, she was pretty busy for most of the weekend and didn't get a chance to take many pictures.  Maybe Grammy or Grampy will contribute some photos?

Catchin' a breeze out the window Mom cracked for me.  Another strange sit behavior taking place.

Weeeeee!!!!

Mom had surgery this week, and Grampy (Mom's Dad) came home with Mom to take care of her (and me).  I really enjoyed hanging out with him while Mom was away while her friend got married and I really liked it when we'd go on so many walks.  Grampy really liked walks with me.  He took me on walks longer than Mom does, Mom says he's just trying to make me like Grampy more than her.

Grampy also took care of me after Mom's surgery, since Mom wasn't able to.  I'd wake up Mom in the morning and she'd wake up Grampy who would take me out in the mornings and feed me.  I still slept in Mom's room every night, cause I love her a lot, even if she has to have someone else take care of me.  Grampy would take me out at lunch time, would take me on my evening stroll, and out for my bedtime business session.  Sometimes he would take me out on extra walks when he was bored, I definitely didn't mind!  I love squirrel scoutin' sessions!

This week I exhibited some true Greyhound hoarding.  Mom got evidence.

Yesterday, Granny arrived (Mom's Granny) and today Grampy left.  I've been pretty mopey since he's been gone, but I got to ride with Grampy and Mom to the airport to drop him off, and then I got to meet my foster family for the 2 weeks that Mom is gone to Scotland!  I'm really excited about hanging out with Scarlet and Jester for 2 weeks.  Foster Mom is excited that I play with toys and I run after balls when we're at the dog park (even if I don't bring them back).

Mom forgot to bring the good blindy-flashy-clicky-thingy, but she used her cell phone to get this pic of me while Grampy drove to BWI.  I was being particularly cute today.

PS.  Mom bought me some new toys, since Noodles ripped all the squeakers out of my favorite toys.. and Mom bought me a Nylabone since I loved Noodles and Judge's soooo much!  Such a good (trained) Mommy!!