IT WORKED!!!

This is a (not very good picture) of Duncan last night. He'll tell you all about it on Monday, but from a parental perspective ... CAMP WORKED ... he was EXHAUSTED when he got home.

We entertained friends on the patio and he came out and said hello and then HE LEFT THEM ALONE!!!!!

HE DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO EAT OUR CHEESE AND CRACKERS!!!!

As The Great One himself would say ...

WOWZA.

Sign us,

Little D's proud parents

NO NO FRIDAY

Oh boy everybody.

Duncan's Mom here.

Duncan can't write today because HE IS AT SCHOOL.

That's right.

Little D has gone off to dog camp today.

For the first time.

Did we ever tell you that his older brother got kicked out of the first dog camp he went to??

This would be why I am sitting here with an upset stomach.

Praying that my dog does not get kicked out of camp.

Rambunctious? YES

A bit of a playful snapper? YES

If there is doggie karma, Duncan will get to stay in camp.

Cuz despite it all, Little D is one of the sweetest pups you'll ever meet :)

(And because we did alot of earnest NO NO training in the car on the way over there!!!!!!)

Sign me,

Nervous Mama

I need a lawyer

Anybody out there know a good pup-protector?

Anybody friendly with a Judge, by any chance?

Anybody familiar with canine contracts?

'Cuz I am pretty sure I've been had.

See that rag up there?

I thought it was GREAT that they let me play with it.

For a while Mom and Dad played too, eventually leaving me to go it alone.

Then it dawned on me I was mopping the floors.

FOR FREE.

I am pretty sure tricking me into doing that is illegal.

Yes?

Sign me,

Little D, anybody know Robert Shapiro's number?

Oh, howl.

Well drat darn diggity and to howl with it all!



Best laid plans.



Darn paws on the keyboard.



Today's post posted as a second post yesterday.



Without the really cute photo of the dog surfing with the caption "insert photo of cuter white dog here."



It was gonna be great.



Sigh.



Stomp.



Circle around a bit.



Nose down.



Eyes up.



Looking at all my blog readers with "that look."



What can I say?



Some days are just like that.



Sign me,



Little D, better luck tomorrow.

If the Olympics don't work out ...

then I might try surfing.

I do, after all, live in California.

Check out this cool event my friend Alison just told me about.

Surf's up pups and pupettes.

Sign me,

Little D, big Dude

I crack myself up

So Mom and I are working on a new project.

You know.

We're looking for one that might actually make a little money.

Dad insists.

Wait for it ....

Wait for it ....

We're gonna create some dog stuff and sell it at a Pet Expo coming up in October.

Cool, yes???

So, off Mom and I go to our own corners to come up with ideas.

I came up with this one ...

A notepad in that size everybody uses for their grocery list that says GO FETCH.

Get it?

OMG, I am totally fabulous at this marketing and design stuff.

Sign me,

Little D, Creative Genius.

Holy Cow Batdog

Holy Cow, Batdog.

What a week we had last week.

We were slammed.

But you could probably tell that because I was not my usual pithy self, right??

And WE DON'T EVEN HAVE A DAY JOB!!!

WOWZA.

Can you believe how messy Mom's office was???? Those of you who know her well know what kind of week that mess created for me and dad.

You know that feeling you get right before you get a shot??

TENSE.

Not to worry people, my paws are back on the keyboard and this is gonna be a GREAT week!

Sign me,


Little D, Big Optimist