Saturday, May 30, 2009
Today I want to talk to you about cats. I do not understand why Gramma has cats, do you? I am way more cuddly and look at Gremlin......... he even looks snooty. Gramma says that Gremlin has always been high maintenance. I am not sure what that means, but it doesn't sound good. He has been sleeping outside at night. You will never believe what that cat did! He went into Gramma's bedroom and pooped!! In the middle of the night!! Boy, was Gramma mad. She went to get a WalMart bag to get it up with, but Oscar jumped down and got it first. She got mad at Oscar, too. I must confess that I was a little upset that I didn't see it first......I would have rolled in it. I guess Oscar saved me from getting into trouble.
Gramma took the cat out of the bedroom and I heard the front door open and then I heard "yoooooowwwwwll". When she came back Papa asked her, "What was that?" She said, "Oh, nothing, Gremlin is learning to fly." Boy, was I confused. I thought only birds could fly. Did you know that cats can learn to fly? I asked Oscar and he told me to be quiet and go back to sleep. I dreamed about that cat flying. It was scary, let me tell you!
This cat is called Spooky. She never comes into the house.She pretty much leaves us dogs alone. She will go up to Emmy, but not us guy dogs. I know, I know, everybody likes Emmy. It is true, she is nice to every body.
Look at that face and tell me this cat does not scare you! this is what he looked like in my dream! When I finally woke up I was afraid to go back to sleep.
I love you, my boy.........don't forget.
Your dog, Wall-E
Monday, May 25, 2009
It has been a long weekend. Us dogs spent a lot of time alone, but now Gramma and I are writing you. I am thinking about the adventures we will have when you get here..........
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I am having a great weekend! Do you see those girls in the picture? They have been up here at Gramma's store playing with me. I was trying to hide my face from Gramma and her camera. I get all shy around theses girls. They think I am so cute. They told Gramma that. Gramma was teasing me about it.
The girl with the glasses is Teresa. She is Alyssa's friend and came camping with her. I think I like girls. Do you?
Oscar was jealous, so Alyssa gave him a treat to make him feel better. She likes me the best, though. Gramma said we should just keep that between us. Oscar can be kind of cranky, you know.
Teresa is giving me a treat. Look at me standing so pretty! I am getting much better at balancing. Gramma says to look at the table she made for the store with a stump from a tree. Your Gramma is so clever, don't you think? Papa says it is sometimes annoying when she decides to do theses things, cause she makes him do the heavy part.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
You know that big blue thing they call the pool? Well, Papa is putting water in it. These guys came and cleaned and scraped it and now they are going to fill it with water. Emmy says that now Gramma will be even busier in the store. I am not sure I will like this. I think that Gramma should just play with me all day. I like it best when she is in here with us dogs.
Gramma was very happy today. Remember I told you about those tax papers, well they were everywhere. I got in trouble cause I ate one of them, but that's another story. Today Gramma was putting all the papers together and using this thing called a calculator. All of a sudden she jumped up and did this crazy dance while she sang, "I'm done, I'm done, I'm so happy that I am done!" Then she put all those papers up. I was hoping to spend a quiet afternoon in her lap, but that didn't happen.
Gramma started taking everything in the living room down and dusting it. She didn't go get that vacuum cleaner, though, and I was glad about that. But, then she started moving all the furniture! Why does she do this? I thought it was all fine before, but she started moving this big thing called an entertainment center. She took all the stuff off of it and there was a lot of stuff, let me tell you!. Then she was moving it across the floor. It made a lot of noise and it was the time that I usually have a nice nap. Well, that was ruined. I was on the couch, awake, thanks to her, when she moved the couch. It felt like an earthquake! Gee, I don't know why I said that, I have never been in an earthquake. (I watch a lot of TV).
I thought she would never be done with all this moving stuff, but she finally stopped and now we are sitting here writing to you. We went into the store for awhile tonight while she helped a customer. He petted me. Oscar growled at him. Oscar has been grouchy all day. I accidentally bit his ear again. I am still a puppy, you know, I bite things. He is so sensitive. He was a puppy once and Gramma told me that he did his share of biting and chewing. Did you know that Oscar bit Gramma one time? Emmy said she was there and remembers it vividly (I don't know what vividly means, but I didn't say so). Emmy said that Gramma was playing with her in bed and that all of a sudden Oscar jumped up and bit Gramma's nose!
I thought that he would have gotten into a lot of big time trouble, but Emmy said that he didn't. She said that Oscar was so scared and he felt really bad about hurting Gramma. Emmy said Papa didn't think Gramma was hurt until he saw the blood. Wow, blood. I bet Oscar was scared. Emmy says that Gramma held Oscar and talked to him and that he was really sad that he made Gramma bleed. I heard that Gramma had a black eye the next day, too. I kind of feel sorry for him!
I will not be biting Gramma. I tried it and she bit me back and she bites hard! Maybe she should bite Oscar! I am going to bed now and dream about Gramma biting Oscar. Ha ha, that was a joke. I learned that from the TV.
Don't forget that you are my boy and I love you!
Your dog, Wall-E
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Gramma is feeling a little better. She still says she feels dizzy and sometimes she accidentally steps on us. We are all trying to stay out of her way. She was going to mow today, but she said she might fall, then mow herself. I thought that would look so funny. I was laughing about it until Emmy told me to shut up. She said that if the mower went over Gramma it would cut her all up. Boy, did I feel dumb. I wouldn't want Gramma to get hurt. Who would love me and take care of me?
So, since Gramma can't go outside, she has been working on tax papers. I do not know what these taxes are, but it sure does make every body crabby. Oscar says that when Gramma and Papa start talking about the tax papers it would be best to get in my kennel and stay out of sight. What ever taxes are, I know this one thing--taxes do not make people happy!
Papa was outside working in the park and he came in to wash blood off of his hand!! Gramma said, "What did you do?". And Papa said, "I jammed a screwdriver almost all the way through my hand." Gramma watched him wash it. She wanted to bandage it, but he went back out to work. Gramma said it made the arches of her feet hurt just to think about it. I looked at her with one ear up and one ear down. She said that she was hurting because she felt bad for Papa's pain. People sure are funny.
Gramma bought me a new toy. She tried to take a picture of it, but I kept grabbing it and running under the table with it. She said, "I give up." It is...or, I guess I should say was... a rubber chicken. I kind of chewed it up and now it doesn't have any feet. Oscar chewed on it, too. We played tag and tug of war with it. We had a great time, we really did. Only now the chicken doesn't have a head. Gramma laughed and laughed when she saw it. At first I was afraid that we might all be in trouble. But Gramma told me that she got it for me to chew and that she expected me to chew it up. She told me that I could chew up my toys, but not Papa's shoes. Gosh, I thought that maybe she had forgotten about that. She remembers every thing, doesn't she?
Speaking of that rubber chicken, I have some more chewing to do. Maybe if I finish chewing this one up Gramma will buy me another one! So, good night, my boy. Have sweet dreams and don't foget that I love you
Your faithful dog, Wall-E
Monday, May 11, 2009
It has been a strange day here! Papa didn't go to work at the station! He had to take Gramma away in her car. She was sick and she fell down in her office. She told Papa she was going to pass out. At first I thought she might be going to pass out some treats to us dogs, but instead, all of a sudden she was on the floor! Papa tried to pick her up, but she told him to stop before he hurt himself. Why did she say that? He picks us dogs up all the time and he has never hurt himself. But, anyway he called the doctor's office and took her there. She said that she would be fine if we would all get out of her face.....I was kind of licking her and Emmy was standing on her arm.
She is back now and she has some new medicine to take. She told us dogs that she would be better in no time and not to try any of our shenanigans, cause she is not that sick. I knew she would be okay when she said that. She does not like shenanigans! That is when we do things like chew up Papa's shoes or the rugs or her plants. I will not be doing that tonight, I tell you. I was glad to see Gramma come back home. I jumped really high into the air when she came in the door. She laughed at me and then she let me give her a kiss.
There were lots of people here at the campground this weekend. Oscar and Emmy said I might as well get used to it, because it will be this way until the weather turns cold. But you will be here soon, won't you? Gramma says just a few weeks.
Oscar kept getting up last night to go outside. Gramma wasn't feeling good then either. Oscar was licking some rocks and he must have accidentally eaten some because he threw up and there were rocks in his throw-up!!! He messed up two of Gramma's rugs and she had to wash them. I don't know why, but she really likes rugs and she will get mad if you pee on her rugs. That cat Gremlin did and now he is living outside. I think that is pretty funny, cause he said I should be living outside with that other cat because I don't have a pedigree. They must cost a lot of money, those pedigrees, or I am sure that Gramma would buy one for me.
I have been sharing my kennel with Emmy. She gets cold a lot and she likes to lay on the blanket that you put in my kennel for me. Gramma said it was a blanket she gave to you when you were just a little baby. I like having something that used to belong to you. Emmy says it is very soft and warm. If I get cold I get in the kennel with Emmy and we snuggle together on your blanket.
We invited Oscar to get in with us, but he said he preferred to stretch out on Gramma's couch. I think he does this so that he can sit next to Gramma when she closes that store at night. Next to Gramma's leg is the best seat in the house and he always gets there first. He says that he is the oldest dog and that he is Gramma's favorite because she told him so. Well, she told me that I was her favorite, too. Ooops. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone, cause Gramma said it was our secret. Hey, wait a minute..... Emmy said she told her the same thing! What is going on here? We can't all be her favorite...... can we?
We got some new treats the other day. They were pretty good, but I like the bacon ones the best. That cat, Gremlin got some treats, too. He swallows them whole! Can you believe that? Gramma let me taste one. It was okay, I mean, I ate it. I wasn't going to let it go to waste or anything, but I wouldn't like it if our dog treats tasted like that. Plus, it was fun to eat something that belonged to that cat. He just does not like me. I am cute, you know, what is not to like. His face is all smashed. Who does this cat think he is?
Well I must go 'do my business'. That is what Gramma calls it. I still think it is funny every time she says it. Right before bedtime she sings that song to us, "It's night-night pee-pee time". I always know we are going to bed when I hear her sing that. She hasn't been singing to us for a few days. Papa has been taking us out and he is not a singer. Maybe it is because she was sick. I will be glad when she is singing dumb songs again, cause I like Gramma's dumb songs.
Don't forget that you are my boy and I love you!
Your dog, Wall-E
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Gramma figured out how to use her new camera. She took this picture of me.....see my blue eyes?
Gramma is so busy everyday now and I have been trying to be very good. I play with Oscar and Emmy. I am glad they are here, cause I would not like being alone while Gramma works.
Papa is hardly ever here except at night when we all go to sleep. He told me to be patient because my boy will be here before I know it. That seems weird. How can you be here before I know it. I think I will know it when you are here, won't I? Sometimes I wonder about the things Papa and Gramma say, don't you?
I am going to bed now. Gramma says we have lots of reservations tomorrow. I don't know what that means, but I guess Gramma needs to sleep. Oscar says to just do whatever she says and to quit wondering so much. I can't help it. Gramma says I am curious and that maybe my name should be George. See what I mean; why did she say that and who is George?
I love you, don't forget...you are my boy.
Your dog, Wall-E