I am Back!

I am terribly sorry for not having posted in such a long time. Obviously I have been very busy ripping up the back yard while searching for those wicked moles.
  The last time I posted it was snowing. That week we got an amazing 15 paws (22 inches) of snow in total. Surprisingly the white stuff stayed for more than seven dark periods (seven nights). During the following week the temperature rose to 70 degrees, which meant I was already panting again. The humans have not been doing anything exciting lately. Now I am off to rip up more of the back yard.

Snow!

Right now it is snowing! I LOVE snow. It is very fluffy and light as a feather. Snow is actually very weird. For one thing it falls out of the sky. Secondly when you step on the snow you sink in. Thirdly when you eat it, the snow becomes cold water. In some spots the snow is piled up higher then my belly, which is 7 paws (10 inches) high. For Oklahoma, the state I live in, 7 paws of snow is quite out of the ordinary. A neighbor dog reported that the town was completely full with humans stocking up on food. He also commented that the place, where humans leave their gigantic driving machines, was jam packed. 
   For one reason I am very glad that the snow descended upon us. The wicked machine my family uses doesn't like to penetrate the snow. That is good because the family can stay with me instead of having to leave. Supposedly the snow won't start melting till Saturday. I hope the snow stays longer than Saturday. Now I am off to go play in the snow.

Moles

In our backyard there are moles. These pesky animals dig ugly bulging tunnels under the grass. Of course it is my duty to track down the atrocious moles. So far, I have not captured any. By the time I am done removing enough grass and dirt to get to them they are already gone. I have dug about a dozen foot deep holes by now.
For some reason, my family always gets mad each time I chase a mole. If I did not fend off the moles these vicious animals might invade our house and take us prisoners. In that case I would bark and growl till they run away. Now I have told you about what I have to go through protecting my family and all they do is get annoyed. What a thankless world.

Things That Frighten Me

I am afraid of lots of things. Since I am scared of so many things I will give you a list.

Bicycles: Jeremiah and my dad used to take me for rides. But then two bikes fell a couple of feet away from me and made a loud noise. Now I hate those things.

The Dirt Devil: This thing is very loud, the name is bad, and it steals all my crumbs.

The Zebra: When Lilly rides the Zebra it freaks me out. Its evil face strikes terror across my face.

Doors: One time Jeremiah was letting me out, when the screen door closed on my poor tail and hurt it. So now I am afraid of doors.


So, there you have it. These are all the things that I am afraid of (at least the things that I can remember).

This Week

This week has not been extordinarily favorable because everybody was lounging in their bed. People were on the couch and lying in bed. Some of the family members where putting sticks with numbers in their mouth. I could not post on the blog since Jeremiah also would not help me. Nobody took me for a walk or played with me so I decided they needed me to cheer them up. Now everyone is fine except for Carlotta. 


Today, the family went to a pro-life march in the cold to march for something. I guess they went to Applebee's afterwards because they brought me home a huge sandwich with lots of meat and cheese. So that made my day. Now I am off to lick some dinner plates.

The Tale of Two Cats

Have I ever told you that I love cats? But our despicable cat Patches does not like me. All I want to do is play with her but she just smacks me right on the nose and darts elsewhere. Ever since my owners brought me home, Patches has loathed me. About once a day I attempt to play with her but she always runs away. 


Well, today I took a walk with Jeremiah and my mom. On our way home, suddenly a striped gray cat ran across the street. So I started to try to chase the cat but Jeremiah stopped me. Then a minute later the cat came up to me and started rubbing against my leg! I sniffed the cat's rump and if my senses are correct his name was Mr. B. He lives .3 miles down the street from my house. Normally us dogs keep friendships inside our species, but there are exceptions like with me.
I am so glad that I met a cat that also likes me.

The Ballet Slipper

Today I had very bad day. This morning I found one of Me-Me's ballet slippers so I decided to chew it up not knowing that those were her performance slippers. I had such a wonderful time chewing them up. Later that day Me-Me had to go her dance class but she could not find one of the slippers since I took it. I then dashed outside with the leftovers of the slipper knowing I would get in huge trouble if Me-Me found it. I tried to bury it but my mom saw me. After ballet class Me-Me told me she was very late to ballet because they had to make a 30 minute detour to get another pair of slippers. When they came back I got the worst punishment: being grounded from chewing my bone for a whole week.