Who Invented Screen Doors??

They should be shot! OK, maybe not shot, but at least sent to bed on the dog bed, rather than the big comfy bed where the people sleep! Now, I can either choose to tell you my story of pain and disgrace or keep it to myself. I am sure that you are already suspicious that something embarrassing happened to me. Since you are already laughing, I'll just do it. Share my story of woe.

We went to a friend's house today. I hadn't been there before. We hung out in the back yard. I played with my friend Luke. When he (or Mom - but let's face it, she was way less fun!) walked me in or out of the house, the glass door was obvious, sporting white lines in a grid. Ya know - something a dog can see!

Luke showed me his truck. He walked me around the yard. He helped me drink from my water bottle (I LOVE my water bottle!)I visited with other people (let's face it - I'm darn cute and people want to see me!) I ate dinner - always a high light of my day.


It was a long day and the sun had set. The glass door had been opened to let the fresh air in. Since it was dark, we all of a sudden had kiddos biting the dust left and right. Since I'm black as night, I was just waiting for one to flip over me. Luckily, everyone decided to head in to the light before any more crying happened. One of the kids ran up the stairs to where the glass door had been. Some force field grabbed him as he tried to enter the house and threw him to the ground. The adults waivered between laughing and consoling him. I hung back a little and witnessed other people successfully entering the house, with no trouble from the force field.

Then it was time for me to go in. I walked up with confidence, knowing that I would have no problem entering the house. Step one. Step two. Step three up into the house. DENIED! Wham! The force field was back in tact and rejected my entrance.

Or so I thought. Once Mom stopped laughing at me, she reached up and opened a door. Yes. A screen door. Obviously, since two of us were creamed in a matter of minutes, it is a door that is hard to see. Seriously people, who thought of these screen doors?? I, for one, do not approve!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

What a Weekend!

It seems that our weekends are always jam packed with stuff! Some weekends, we are traveling. Some, we are have local stuff going on. But, some weekends, we make our own plans and pack it in!

This is the weekend of losing the camera.

Did you know that people go into a room where the lights go out and a big screen turns on?? Though it is dark and sleepy, they PAY to do this. I decided the best thing to do was sleep. But, the two-foots watched a movie in this room. Admittedly, it was hard to sleep in there! It was loud, but I can deal with that. But the floor was hard and COLD! I suffered through and shivered myself to sleep.


Then, on Saturday, I convinced the family to take me someplace new! So, we went off to the city and hit up the Exploratorium. It was bunches of fun! But, within the first 10 minutes of being there, Mom lost the camera! What a loser!

Luckily, we stopped by a camera sale on the way home, so we are able to keep up with all that I do! It was a long day though and by the time I got home, I was beat!


Then came Sunday! I got to church on Sunday and was shocked to see someone I knew! My little brother Ned (he's my brother from another mother)!


Ned was staying with Kerri for the weekend and helped me wrangle the kiddos before going into church. We do really great wrangling! I did have to show Ned how to sit still while being pet though. Good thing he picked it up fast! He's almost as smart as his favorite big brother!
After that weekend, I needed a week at work to recover!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

Happy Birthday Auntie Diana!

OK folks, we are going WAY back for this post! Back in June (Yup June! I told you I have been a slacker this summer!) The whole family got together for Auntie Diana's 50th Birthday!
We all got together and went to Chevy's to eat. OK - THEY ate at Chevy's and I laid on the floor! But, at least this cutie was on my end of the table.
Caitlyn is WAY fun! She showed me all her toys and patted me on the head. She tried to help me play with the noise makers too, but I just couldn't blow through them like she wanted me to.
And, best of all, my favorite guy ever was there! I just love having my Dad around!
It was a fun day! (Even if my eye did swell up in the car on the way there! Not sure why it happened, but my Mom always has stuff to fix anything with her.)

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

Slacking in the Summer

Well, I've been quite the slacker with my posts lately! It has been a busy summer and is moving into a busy fall. I have a hard time taking a breath (especially when I am covered with flour!) But now that summer is coming to an end, I will try to be better! Dad is driving us back from visiting my grandparents in Fresno right now, so I thought I would start my updates.

Let me tell you this, Fresno is a HOT place! I'm pretty sure I wilted while I was there. People told me that I would be cooler if I would make friends with Pool like they did. But Pool didn't make the best first impression on me.

I saw Granger outside lying next to Pool. His head was over the edge and he was grabbing a drink. So, I mozied on over to check it out. I leaned over as far as I could stretch to sniff Pool out. I wanted to see if Pool could be trusted. Just when I was at the very furthest point in my stretch, Pool reached up and grabbed me, yanking me into his watery depths.

Mom and Granger only looked at each other to see who would jump in to save my water logged soul. Before those two finished playing paper rock scissors to see who would jump in after me, I had burst through the surface of Pool and was making my way to the edge.

Dad tried to help me make friends with Pool after I had spent time pedicuring and lunching with Mom and Gram (yup, Pool attacked me early - before breakfast!) Dad picked up my scorching body and walked me into Pool. But, after his earlier antics, I can't be friends with Pool. I hold grudges, ok?? Its not a crime, ya know. If Pool had been willing to apologize, I may have thought about forgiving him. But, he just churned his chuckles out at me, swirling water splashing all about. We may never be friends with that attitude!

If you discount my experience with Pool, it was a great weekend. Now, we are hoping for little traffic so we make it home in time to pick up my kitties from the kennel. Especially if my friend Montego is working! My kitties and Montego are all better friends than Pool!

More summer recap to come this week!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

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