Let's get this party started!

Sometimes with Mom you really have to state the obvious.  Especially on Mondays. I mean, really.  Sometimes you have to climb up on the old girl and get in her face to get her moving in the morning. GET UP and GET MOVING MOM.  Time's a wasting, as they say.  We have got BLOGGING to do.  The world awaits my greatness and wisdom!  Come on mom, you've got this!

The Voice

Hey puppers.  What are you up to today?  We're just hanging out catching up on some old episodes of The Voice so we are up to date when we watch the finale.  Anybody else think Gwen Stefani is a hottie love the show like Mom and I do?  Personally, I think mom might have the tiniest little hugest crush on Blake, but I personally watch it in appreciation for Gwen the up and coming talent highlighted on the show.  Yep, supporting the arts ... that's moi!

Happy Birthday Mom

Happy Birthday to my favorite Mom!
Thanks for loving me like you do.
Thanks for marrying dad so I could have an awesome dad like him.
Thanks for having so many great friends who love me as much as you.
Thanks for the rides to camp on Fridays.
Thanks for helping me with my blog.
Thanks for being OK with our lives pretty much revolving around moi.
Thanks for being OK with it when people walk up and say hi to me and ignore you.

I kind of can't help it that I am so cute they don't even see you. 
Thanks for putting up with my "Westietude."  And Dad's too, I got that from him.
If you want to celebrate by taking me to the beach I would be good with that.
Love you.  Mean it.

I can already tell I have been NICE!

Well, ROCK ON, puppers.  This is going to be an AWESOME holiday season.  I can already tell.

Card Count:  me 7 already, Mom and Dad NONE unless you count the one from the dentist.  Which we all know doesn't count. 

AND, ANNNNNDDDDD, puppers,  I have already gotten some presents!!!!

Check out the AWESOME advent calendar I got from my favorite Aunty Sharon and my girl Sophie.  IT HAS POCKETS FOR 24 TREATS!!!!  Yep, it's the gift that keeps on giving.  It is hanging on the wall and every morning I go over and stare, and stare, AND STARE at it until mom finally gets off her rear end and gives me my treat for the day and moves the dog bone into the next pocket.

YIPPY YAY YAY YAY.

Life is good, puppers.  Life is good!

More water, please

Dear Santa,

I promise I shared with my buddies before I laid down and luxuriated in the water bowl.  Really.  I mean, they got all the good fresh water and then I hunkered down for the slobbery leftovers in the bowl.  Really, I did not dive in a soon as Mom set down the fresh bowl of water.  Promise.  You believe me, right?

Water Dog ....

You may recall from previous posts about my jumping off the boat at the Westie Rescue event last year and my perfect 10 dive into a neighbor's pool during that period when I fancied myself an aspiring Olympic Diver (both totally unexpected events for mom, dad, and others present at the time) that I am quite the water dog. 
 
You may also have noticed that, due to the aforementioned unexpected aquatic adventures, I don't get to be around water unattended very much.
 
So what would expect but that I have learned to make due with what I've got.  I am nothing if not resourceful, yes????

Just hanging out by the water bowl ....

Anybody looking?  Feet going in ....

Paws in action .... water coming out!!!

HAHAHAHAHA ... this is AWESOME!