Happy Halloween!

My mom has totally been falling down on the job with this blogging thing.

But now that I am Super Dog I am hoping to stage a comeback!

Happy Halloween, Puppers!

I'm baaaaaack!

 

My parents went on vacation without me, which I thought was terribly rude.

 

I had to go spend some time  in jail at camp, my favorite place in the universe while they were gone.

 

When they got back I of course immediately stole mom's phone and started checking out her photos.  I find this to be the best way to figure out what they did while I was locked up.

 

Check it out --- they went to a place that let dogs hang out on the patio WITHOUT ME.

 

I can just hear it now ... "Oh, look, they let dogs eat here too.  We should take a picture so our dog will know that there was an opportunity here that we did not allow him to have!"

 

Next up on the photo album -- a picture of a dog whose parents actually care enough about him to let him come and eat on the patio with them.

 

Mr. Golden and I could have had a grand old time together while our parents were having lunch IF ONLY I HAD BEEN THERE!!!!

 

I was wronged, puppers.  I was wronged!!!

 

 

Dang. They did it again.

Oh, look.  Not a cloud in the sky.  Seems like a great day for ALL of us to go for a hike!

Excellent!  Water for me, water for my parents!!

Hey look ... dogs are allowed on this trail.
SO WHY AM I NOT HERE?????????

So what if this one says dogs aren't allowed.  Take the other fork in the road, people!!!!

OK, OK, I guess I feel a little bit better if horses are not allowed either.
But still, I can't believe  you left without me Mom!!!

Wordless Wednesday

Need I say more??

 

 

I have Royal connections myself ...

 

OK, it is totally fitting that we can't get this photo to load the right way up. 

Geesh, it has been a couple of weeks around here.

 

So, work with me, puppers, and imagine that picture is the right way up. 

Or read this post upside down.

Whatever works.

 

Please note that I have mail from London.  AIR mail even.

 

Yes, I am royally connected!

 

If the new baby was a puppy, it would be me.

 

Or a version of me.

 

Westies are the IT dog in London, don't you know.

 

And I got a royal package too. Or a package from my Aunty K and Aunty S that came from London.  Coming from London makes it royal automatically, right?

 

Hey .. this tissue paper smells British!

These British boxes are face biters!!!!

I got a bus, an entire bus!!!
  Hey ... I thought British buses were red ???

 

 

Yep, call me Royally Connected.

 

And now I am off to search for a gift for my new royal cousin.

 

Perhaps a silver spoon??

 

 

Flashback Friday

OMD, I just couldn't resist.  Dang, I was a cute little thing!
This is still one of my favorite expressions .. got treats?
Thanks for allowing me to indulge today.
Feeling a little nostalgic.
Happy Weekend, puppers.
Happy Weekend!

An unusual adventure ...

 

In a rare turn of events, I actually got to have lunch with my mom and dad the other day.

 

It seems hunger got the best of them and they lost their minds decided it was time to give me another chance at dining out with them in public.

 

I have to say, it started off really well.

 

It ended badly, but it started off well.

 

For about the first two twenty minutes, I was able to keep my eye on the prize (getting out more) and totally minded my manners.

 

My manners were so impressive I actually impressed my self.

 

But then I saw him. 

 

He was sitting in her lap and giving me the eye.

 

I tried in vain to ignore his fuzzy little butt.

 

But, alas, I was overcome.

 

Or rather, I TOTALLY LOST IT.

 

And that was that.

 

And I will be eating at home, alone, for the rest of my life.

 

Or at least until my pawrents are overcome by hunger to the point of losing their better judgement again.

 

I do have to say, it was nice while it lasted!!!!