Saturday, June 27, 2009

Get Wet!

I don't do it as much as Camo, but I
swim too. Pond water makes our fur soft.
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Thursday, June 25, 2009

I was a present

I was wrapped up like a Father's Day present on
Sunday. I think I was the best present Daddy got!
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

I'm Back and Cuter than ever.

It's been a few weeks since I blogged. We have been busy.
Thanks to my friends that remind Mommie to do my typing for
me. I always have stuff to say.

I have a new dress that you can see and I have a new
hairdo. I have a summer cut and the groomer but a little
butterfly clip in my hair. It didn't last long. I like a unkempt
look. I like my new hair's so much cooler and I
look even smaller. You keep cool this summer, it's been
a hot week!
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Thursday, June 11, 2009

Never leave your best friend behind

Here's a dog tale that we should all take to heart.
It's kinda long but worth the read.
A man and his dog were walking along a road.
The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred
to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him
had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road.
It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch
that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw
a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl,
and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at
a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered.
'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked. Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.’
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked. 'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.
There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. 'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump.' They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked. 'This is Heaven,' he answered
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.' 'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.''
Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'

Monday, June 08, 2009

He's in the water again

All he wants to do is swim and
Fetch the stick when it's thrown in the pond .
Jump in the water, make a big splash and get the stick.
He has only one thing on his mind this summer.
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Tuesday, June 02, 2009


Sometimes, some dogs look in the water to see our selves.
Some dogs , sometimes look in the water to see our lives.
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