I couldn't sleep in the bedroom last night. Alabama was nuts! She was chasing around, leaping into the air, and I was afraid of getting whiplash from her tail. I went into the hall and slept. I found out why she chose to stay in last night. Why go out in the rain, when you can kill a mouse right in the house?! UGH! She is unbearable...all proud of herself...
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Sunday, September 14, 2014
The weather is still nice here on Orcas Island! We are having a beautiful sunny September! I have been enjoying my extra month of summer by lying in the grass soaking up the sun. I know that my Masters enjoy watching the boats in the sound, so I have included some pictures of the sound that my Master took from the Blue Heron. I hope that you are enjoying this lovely weather, too!
Monday, September 8, 2014
Did you know that my masters are selling the Blue Heron B&B? There goes my pet host job! I'm not sure about my retirement plan, but it better include lots of milk bones.
Here is the information about the B&B (MLS#677312)
Orcas@Windermere.com
Last week, I had to go and have my teeth cleaned. Aren't they pearly white?
Boy! Was that expensive! The worst news was that I have gained 9 pounds. Now they are trying to figure out how many Weight Watchers points are in each milk bone and counting how many I get each day. Good grief! Shouldn't a senior dog be allowed to gain a little weight?
My masters want to sell and try "retirement" whatever that means. They better not get a puppy. The annoying Alabama, who is almost 1 years old and stays out all night (the little tramp!) is all I can handle.
Here is the information about the B&B (MLS#677312)
Orcas@Windermere.com
Last week, I had to go and have my teeth cleaned. Aren't they pearly white?
Boy! Was that expensive! The worst news was that I have gained 9 pounds. Now they are trying to figure out how many Weight Watchers points are in each milk bone and counting how many I get each day. Good grief! Shouldn't a senior dog be allowed to gain a little weight?
My masters want to sell and try "retirement" whatever that means. They better not get a puppy. The annoying Alabama, who is almost 1 years old and stays out all night (the little tramp!) is all I can handle.
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