It's been a long time...

It's been a long time since my last post, but it seems if I have nothing to write about. Can dogs have writers block too? Well...I took the owners on a long, hilly hike on Saturday. We hiked past the place where the tall one sprained his ankle and I could smell his agony as I passed by. He didn't seem to notice it much though. It was nice to finally get out of the house, as it doesn't happen very often anymore since it has been so cold outside. (It is currently 16 degrees, but it feels like 2 degrees, I hear.)

The tall one spent the whole day outside on Sunday. I'm not really sure what he was doing, but he was making a lot of noise. I looked outside and was able to snap this picture. (Unfortunately, I wasn't able to catch him in any of his "lumberjack garb".) My friends who live across the street, Budda and Mini, have piles that are just as big out in front of their houses as well. I don't understand why they are putting these tasty branches out there when they could be saving them for me to chew on later this spring. Don't they know that someone might steal them?! Humans are so careless sometimes.

God Bless America

I proudly display a flag in front of my home. It was frozen stiff here, dang frozen stuff storms.












The tall biped had to get up on the roof and cut this one down. He demonstrated excellent dexterity and chainsaw skill, it was a proud moment for me. The roof was still a little icy, so he had to be quite cautious. As he worked, limbs dangerously cracked and shattered to the ground around him, but he did not fail us.

Humans...I just don't understand them!

I have officially spent the past 24 hours in cold darkness. I don't really understand what my owners are doing or why it has to be so cold in the house, but they must have decided that they had enough because the lights are back on and it's finally starting to warm up. They wore hats on their heads to keep themselves warm, but I was left to let my poor ears freeze. Jerks.

Complete Betrayal & Stuff

I was appalled at the complete betrayal that I faced when the owners came home late last night. Not only did they smell of tasty goodness, but they also smelled of Norm. It's bad enough that they leave me at home, but to be with another dog...it just hurts. I think it probably has something to do with this thing they call "Lily". I'm not really sure what this "Lily" thing is all about, because I have not been properly introduced, but my short owner likes to talk about it being cute.


On another note, the white stuff from a month ago has not come, but boy is it shiny outside. The lights and tv keep turning off and on, and every time, the owners groan. I'm not really sure what it's all about, but they seem irritated by it. I don't know why it's a big deal...I sit in the dark all day!

Here's a picture that I snapped this morning of a limb hanging right outside the front door. If only I could chew on it somehow...tasty frozen treat!


These berries look good too...

Humans are Weak

The owner won't let me take him out for a walk, all he does is sit around on the couch watching some guys throw a pig's hide around. Disgusting... I snapped these for your viewing pleasure.

Christmas Rocks!

To save time in my busy life, I've decided to combine my thank you note to my cousin, Fred, and my latest post. Fred is the first cousin I had, and about the only dog that I get along with, so I feel that it is necessary to maintain a friendly relationship since I don't really like anyone else of my kind. Hence...the need for a thank you note.

Dear Fred,

I am sorry that it has taken me so long to say thank you for my awesome stereo bone that you got me for Christmas. I admit that I was a little leery of it at first and didn't really know what to do with it. The first time I heard it make that noise, I pretty much freaked out -- I quickly dropped it and looked at it like it had just betrayed me. I did that a few times, but eventually learned that it was a "fun" sound and now I like to jump around with it in my mouth, shake my head a lot and (my most favorite) thrust it under the couch and whine...constantly...until they get it out for me. Then, I start the whole process over again. It's awesome!

They took a video of me playing with it (it's a little dark), though it does not show my finest mad skills...which is why I chose to just creepily stare at her when I realized she was videoing the whole thing. Imagine my disgust...here I am, trying out some new techniques, and she busts me. GOSH. No privacy! I guess I'll have to do my perfecting when they're at work from now on.

Love,
Bailey

Here is a picture of my cousin, Fred, from last Christmas:

My people think it is hilarious to give me "bug eyes" with my cool new bone. How humiliating! I think I'll go lay my "tail" on their pillows while they're gone tomorrow.