Drummin' With Dad

For Dad's Old Birthday, Mom and I got him a new drum set. He was pretty excited to open them on his Old Day!
Mom wasn't sure how I was going to react to the drums once they were all set up and making noise. But, she didn't have anything to worry about! When the drums got set up, Dad went and sat behind them. When he called me over, I went over to investigate after Mom assured me it would be OK.

I got closer and closer as Dad called me over to him.

It was kinda hard to weave in and out of all those legs! I had to zig and zag to get around to Dad. Finally I got over there!

Dad and I hung out for a while, but I did left before he started actually playing the drums. It is fine to listen to. Nothing to be nervous about or anything. Not sure what Mom was worried about! It's all good!

I head Dad playing! I gotta go check it out!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

Time to PAR-TAY!

So, I came home from my time with Auntie Melanie last Saturday and my house was in chaos! Chaos, I tell you! There were so many cars! I almost didn't know where I was! But, Mom heard that I had arrived and came out to meet us. We were having a party because Dad's old now. It was Dad's Old Party.

It was fun because there were so many people to tell me how cute I am and give me lots of rubs. Lots of dogs were there too - many of our family dogs were there to celebrate too.

Not only was it Dad's Old Party, it was Uncle Steven's Birthday too!
Gram lit the candles for their birthdays. But, then they had to blow them out fast because there were SO many candles! We didn't want the house to burn down!


Then, they had to do some talking and patting each other on the back before we got to a point where there might be someone dropping some cake on the floor. My paws were crossed! My friend Lani Jo was there - her mom, Stacy is sitting right by the cake. When they were sitting down, Lani Jo tried to sneak a taste. She told me it smelled SO tasty! I was really hoping to get some in my mouth. Yummy! Yummy! In my tummy! Sadly, that did not happen. Such a bummer!
While I was taking a break in my crate during the party, my cousin Brian came in to hang with me. He needed a time out too. He watched Little Einsteins. I watched the inside my eye lids.
Brian gathered all the Build-a-Bears in the house and snuggled in Mom and Dad's bed. He had Elroy the Elephant, Char the Giants bear, Pickle the puppy and the turtle. Poor turtle. No one remembers his name, but he has a super cute backpack!

OK, just talking about the party has me pooped! Time to squeeze in a nap!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

St Patrick's Surprise

I thought I was involved in the big St. Paddy's Day surprise! After all, I hung with my Mom while she researched drum sets for Dad's big 4-0 (he was born 3/17). I helped Mom get the giant boxes in the house. I helped her wrap them. I helped her hide them. I got in trouble for the stupid stuffed dog sneaking a peak. But, I too got a surprise for St. Patrick's Day.
Do not misread the look of udder disgust on my face. I am truly thinking this is the most stupid thing ever! Especially since it was 2 days BEFORE St. Patrick's Day! I was going on a puppy swap to Miss Melanie's house for the big day. But NO! Mom got me!

I posed on the porch. I tried to muster up a smile, but I just couldn't. How humiliated can a guy be?!?
That's right hat! I will get rid of you! I will take you off and destroy you (unless Mom gets to you first!)
That's better! Off and on the ground. Ha! Take that you stupid hat! Uh oh - Mom's coming! Looks like my destruction is over. Oh well. Let's hope I escape this in the future!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

I will not...

I will not roll in dead stuff ever again.
I will not roll in dead stuff ever again.
I will not roll in dead stuff ever again.
I will not roll in dead stuff ever again.
I will not roll in dead stuff ever again.

Not because it got me in trouble.
Not because it got me a bath.
Not because it got Mom all agitated about it.

But, because it made me smell really bad and I couldn't get away from it! I went rolling while Mom was re-screening the front door. When she caught me, I had to go on my front yard tie down. And I had to sit there and smell myself. It was gross. Nasty. Icky. Not fun. It made me drool.
Just a little at first. Then, I continued to drool and my glemmies grew.

They got almost all the way to the ground! That's some great elasticity! Finally, I had enough and I wiped them on the ground.

Once the glemmies were gone and Mom was done fixing the screen, I got cleaned up. Talk about a rough day!

Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan

6 Things at 6 Months

Holy smokes, I'm 6 months old today! It's my half birthday! I am still growing like a weed (says Mom - I personally think I am growing much like a labrador! I don't look anything like the weeds in the yard! And there are TONS of then to compare myself to - I don't look like a single one of them!) I am 53 pounds, have out grown another crate and another puppy coat.


So here's my list for Month 6:
1) Starbucks has finally become an OK place! I can snooze on my GTB mat, or I can just hang and chew on a bone.
2) I did WAY better than Mom anticipated with Dad's new drum set! I like rocking out with my dad!
3) I finally met Mom's family!! Gram and Papa and Auntie Susan, Uncle Andy and cousin Brian all came to visit. I think the dogs, Lester and Granger are pretty cool too!
4) I graduated to a LARGE puppy coat this month!!
5) I do NOT like when Mr. Kitty tries to eat out of my food bowl (Stinkin' cat has his OWN bowls!)
6)My sweet and gentle spirit is breaking hearts all over town!

Dear Dagan...

Dear Dagan,
Since you are gone this week on a puppy swap, I thought I would write you a note. You are visiting your Auntie Melanie this week. We do this to help you learn that 1) the rules apply whatever house you are in and 2) that life goes on when you are away from us. I know you had to do a lot of adjusting and feeling people out when you got there. We are doing the same thing here with the puppy we are watching. It's hard to have a dog that doesn't know your routine. But, it is also hard to be away from the dog we love. I thought I would make you a list of some of the things I miss about you.

1) The way you wag your tail so hard that you hit yourself in the head.
2) The way you are so eager to eat that you wait for it for hours on end.
3) The way you have to cuddle each and every night. I love our cuddle time!
4) Your sweet spirit.
5) The way you mistake mannequins for people and wag at them in hopes that they will pet you.
6) Your "woowoowoowoowoowoo" of joy when you see me.

Can't wait to get your home sweet boy! Hope you are having fun with Auntie Mel!

The things I get blamed for...

So, I get blamed for things that I don't do. Sometimes, it is for something that has fallen off the coffee table. Sometimes, it is for things that have fallen off the coffee table and I innocently try to be helpful by bringing them to people. Sometimes, its Mr. Kitty's yowls of displeasure after he has provoked me into play bowing at him (is it really *my* fault that I land on him???)

Today these people have taken it to a new level! You should be appalled by this! Wait - you WILL be appalled by this! Put your seat belts on to help you maintain control through your outrage!

I am innocently wandering the house when I hear "DAGAN! What are you doing?!?!" But the "Dagan" Mom was looking at didn't respond... His head was under the blanket hiding Dad's birthday present (He turns OLD on Wednesday!) It was, in fact, NOT me Dagan! This is what Mom saw...

When "I" didn't respond, Mom took a closer look and realized it was the STUFFED black lab! Ha! Mom, you are such a dork! Now, please apologize appropriately. That's right, keep the cookies coming! One cookie. Two cookie. I think I need a few more to fully accept your apology for blaming me for the actions of stuffed dog... Just look at this face! Do you think it looks like it would do anything as naughty as peaking at a Birthday present?!?! I think not! I am the picture of innocence!


Wags and Wiggles,
Dagan