Anyone for a swim?

I went for my 2nd swim of the season today.

I must say, it was a bit warmer than last time, but the water's still chilly. I was running along the path near the river and couldn't resist going for a dip. Good thing my human is now thinking ahead and keeps a towel in the car.

Although, if she was that smart, she would have brought a camera and taken a picture of me in the water.

Sittin' pretty

This used to be my nanny’s chair. It’s in her TV room and she likes to sit in it while she watches ‘her shows’. But I took it over when I went to visit at Easter.

I really have her wrapped around my little paw!

A girl needs pampering from time to time

My human and I went to a massage class at my favorite store, Wags, the other night. No, I didn't have to massage my human; it was the other way around. It was very relaxing, despite being surrounded by about 16 other dogs, some of whom were well over 100 lbs.

There was a brown lab that I thought was a little too frisky for my liking, so I growled at him. But I got along just fine with most of the pack, including a boxer that reminded me of my old 'friend' Bower.

In the Dog House

This is the Dog Bark Park Inn in Cottonwood, Idaho. Only in America! I totally want to go there on our next vacation! 

Pet Diaries

I found this at Petplace.com

From a Dog's Daily Diary:

8:00 am: Oh Boy! Dog Food! My favorite!
9:30 am: Oh Boy! A Car Ride! My Favorite!
9:40 am: Oh Boy! A Walk! My Favorite!
10:00am: Oh Boy! Getting petted! My favorite!
11:30 am: Oh Boy! Dog Food! My Favorite!
Noon: Oh Boy! The Kids! My Favorite!
1:00 pm: Oh Boy! The Yard! My Favorite!
4:00 pm: Oh Boy! To the Park! My Favorite!
5:00 pm: Oh Boy! Dog Food! My Favorite!
5:30 pm: Oh Boy! Pretty Mums! My Favorite!
6:00 pm: Oh Boy! Playing Ball! My Favorite!
6:30 pm: Oh Boy! Watching TV with my Master! My Favorite!
8:30 pm: Oh Boy! Sleeping in Master's Bed! My Favorite!


From a Cat's Daily Diary:

Day 483 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh food while I am forced to eat dry cereal.

The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape and the mild scolding I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

Today my attempt to kill my captors by curling around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs.

In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair; must try this on their bed.

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was.

Hmmmm, not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell of food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies". I must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit.

The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant. He speaks with them regularly, and I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured.

But I can wait; it is only a matter of time.

A fine balance

I don't know why people laugh at me when I pee. I like to lift my two back legs and balance on my two front legs. That way, I don't pee on my paws.Can't a girl get some privacy???

I'm wearing a sweater & they are in shorts...

Here's another picture of me 'snow shoeing' with the ladies. It's a wonder I didn't get trampled on!