Dog heaven! Another mud hole. Life just doesn't get any better than this.... if you're feeling down, try a good wallow in the mud. It will lift your spirits and restore your soul. From personal experience, it works better than chicken soup!
Welcome! I look forward to reading your comments about my good life in Fresno, California.
We found some more mud holes! There's nothing quite as invigorating as a good wallow in the mud.
My dad has a funny sense of humor. This year, our Christmas lawn display was sled dogs. The sled dogs were supposed to be delivering presents but my dad changed it around. He put Sarah Palin in the driver's seat. Then, he made some signs about mushing into 2012 and starting the Iditarogue. I didn't quite get the point but lots of people told him it was pretty funny!
We got to go on a long walk down by the river on Saturday. Louie and Lizzie and the granddaughter came with us. The weather was nice and warm, the grass was green, the sky was blue, life was good.
We live four houses away from a nice, green park. Every day, my mom and dad take us down to the park. We get to play with all the neighborhood dogs and retrieve balls. It's a lot of fun.
Aussies think they're SO smart... my dad went into a store to get something. Roxie jumped into the driver's seat of his car. Maybe she thought she could drive but I had the last laugh. She couldn't figure out how to get the car started. So, even though she was ready to go (like she always is), she had to wait until my dad came back.
My mom and dad made Roxie, the new puppy, go to kindergarten. They said she needed to learn how to get along with other dogs. She passed and posed with her class for a graduation photo. She's the second puppyfrom the right.
My mom and dad took us up to the mountains. It was the first time the new puppy, Roxie, had seen the snow. We had a good time running around and romping in the snow. Then, our parents made us pose for pictures. Of course, Roxie is always very photogenic while I'm not! I cowered in the picture so my mom refused to post it! Ugggh!
The new puppy has a vicious streak. She picked up a knife and threatened the family. OK, not really. I made that up. My dad posed her with a knife in her mouth because he thought it was funny. My dad took a picture of his injured arm and claimed the puppy inflicted this injury with the knife. I know better. The new puppy is smart and she has razor-sharp teeth but she's no terrorist!
After Bina's diagnosis, my mom got the hairbrained idea that we needed a new puppy. She figured I'd be sad and lonely when Bina left us for good. She was right but I'd never admit that to her! In any event, she spent months trying to find an Australian Shepherd puppy. My dad wanted a purebred which sort of hurt my feelings since I've been told I was the product of "unauthorized breeding."
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