Whoa, what a weekend!



Me, ignoring my ball.

I know what you're thinking, and YES, I did go back to camp on Friday.

I totally forgot to be nervous about it after "the incident" last week, and it all went just fine.

I came home so tired I actually did not want to play with my ball.

I am not sure that this has EVER happenned before.

I pretty much hung with my dad all weekend while Mom had one of her cleaning frenzy weekends.

SHE WASHED MY BED, which I don't like it all.

But better my bed than me, puppers.

Better the bed than me!

Flashback Friday

me, sleeping on the job, literally!

Well whadduya think of this one, puppers?

Sleeping on the job has always been a problem for me, and why I have always needed an assistant. (Thanks Mom!) I had forgotten, however, that it started so early on in my blogging career.

Apparently I have been napping on the job since day one.

Go figure!

Well, hello Springtime!!!

Well, hello there, Springtime!

Please stop sending my mom and dad to the pharmacy.

Please stop making my paws itch.  Don't you remember that I do NOT like going to the  doctor's office ?!?!?!

You are beautiful, but you seem to come at a cost to me and mine.

We were walking the other night and came across these bushes that were blooming in full force.  Mom said she'd never seen them bloom like that in all the years we've lived here.  Plus, all this blooming was going on only about a quarter mile from our house and at our house the same plants are doing nothing.  Nada.  No bloomie.  Go figure.  Perhaps they knew they made us itch??

Me, post traumatic event

Well, hello there, puppers.

Have you been missing me?

Sorry, but I've been recovering.

You see, there was this little thing that happened at camp on Friday.

I know what you're thinking already and it was so NOT my fault.

I was just hanging out probably not minding my own business when all of a sudden this dude I had been playing with earlier in the morning decided we were not friends any more and got a little rough with me.

Yowza, puppers.  Imagine my surprise!!!

And, let me remind you, I am in camp with the BIG dogs.

I was shaken and stirred and, although I was just fine, it scared me just the tiniest little wee bit. 

Yep, took the skip right out of my step for a while.

Had to rest in my own private suite for a couple of hours.

Then my mom had the audacity to suggest to the nice people at camp who had taken such good care of me up to that point that  I have a bath.

ARE YOU CRAZY????

I don't like baths and she wants them to give me one on a day like I'd had????

Arggh, puppers, arghhhh.

The good news is, in the end, my mom felt so bad about the day I had had that she and my dad stayed home for the evening and let me snuggle up on the sofa with them and watch Animal Planet for hours and hours.

Turned out OK, puppers.

Yes, it did.

Two Westies in One ...

Photo Courtesy of Aunty Karen

Remember the other day when we said Happy Birthday to my Aunty Karen?

Well she got a camera for her birthday and she sent us some photos she has taken with it.

Don't you just love this one of my girlfriend Sophie back in Texas ???  The reflection in the pond is amazing and we love that the picture captures the real essence of a Westie ... look at that dirty face!!!

Note to self:  Get Aunty Karen to come take some pictures of ME.

You know, this being MY blog and all, I don't usually post photos of my assistant.

But we thought some of you might appreciate the bluebonnets here.  You see, I am a California dog all the way, by my mom hails from the Great State of Texas and we know some of you do too.

The other reason I am posting this picture today is that it shows MOM IS CHEATING ON ME AGAIN and I thought I would try to muster some sympathy for that. 

Anybody??

Good Dog Design: For the Scotties

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Well, hello, Scottie lovers  ...  this one is for you!

Mom found this pillow on her new favorite website C Wonder.  You can check it out here.  We love it, but don't you think it would look good in a Westie version as well?

I'm just sayin' ....