free at last!

Before Mom left for work this morning, some strangers showed up outside with their noisy trucks. Mom put me in my crate after I went outside to look at them. I know it's my job to look after the house when my parents are gone and I couldn't do a very good job of that from inside my crate. So, what's a dog to do?

Bust Loose!



Escape Artist - just another title to add to my resume.

love hurts

On Friday night, I got to hang out with my friends Abby and Molly the Collie. Molly is new in the neighborhood. Her and Abby are actually neighbors, which makes it kind of awkward that they are both in love with me. I just have to tell the ladies to be patient - there's plenty of Wegman to go around.

Abby's mom, Frida, brought out some bones for all us pups. Molly had her bone and I went sniffing at it and she went all Kujo on me.

Needless to say, I was avoiding Molly after that and Abby was right by my side in the aftermath. That Abby is not only devoted, but persistent.

on the paper trail

For the past few days Dad has been having strangers come to the house to fix things. He doesn't let me investigate them like I like to do. When they leave, there is always a yellow peice of paper on the kitchen counter. While Mom and Dad are gone, I take that paper off the counter and sniff it and then rip it up just a little bit - just so Mom and Dad know I don't like it.