Like yesterday, Mom was sadder than could be, and I didn't see it coming. The day started out great because she said "hot damn Sam!" When she stood on the scale before her Weight Watcher's meeting and did a happy dance then took me to day care for a good while. I had a blast and I jumped right out of the car when we got there. But, I didn't want to come home later and in fact, I tried to stay in the car hoping mom would get the picture and take me back to play some more, but she didn't. I tried to get as long and flat and rubbery as I could on that backseat but that woman has got quite a grip and hauled me out of there before I knew it. Actually, since I was so rubbery, it was more like I poured out of the car, but to be fair, once I go all rubbery and limp it takes a while to get my bones back in place to get solid again.
Then we came inside and she had to do some computer work, so I decided to find her and ask for dinner by bringing her my food cup. I thought it was brilliant, but she got all fussy because the food cup is SO FAR BACK on the counter, how could I reach it and that means I'm stretching out farther and farther and NOTHING IS SAFE anymore. Ah, she is hyper, I think.
So then, her computer made her sad and she made me come and say prayers. She told me a beautiful dog went to heaven yesterday and that another special dog is going to heaven soon and we need to send energy to help the people feel better. So I decided to get as much energy as I could and so I could send it off to them and make them feel really great! I am not sure if it is working, but I'm still trying.
I decided to get a ton of energy by going to the zoomie pit that mom calls the horseshoe pit, and get all charged up to send my prayers and happy energy to our friends. After mom captured me, she took me to the dog yard to play ball in a safer place, but I wasn't in to it. She threw the ball and I chased it but I just wasn't into it. So I ignored the ball, and she tried again, but I found cool sticks and now sticks are my favorite outside toys and I love to run with them in my mouth and shake them and do zoomies with them. Mom was freaking out and said I'd poke my eye out or shove that stick right into the roof of my mouth then I'd be sorry and come GET THIS BALL! So I didn't. And I told her "MOM! MOoooooooommmmmm! That ball has squirrel pee on it! I can't touch it!" And she said "WHAT? Have you lost your mind?" And so I really shouted out "no!! I can't touch it! At least 16 squirrels come here at night when we are asleep and they pee on my ball! Can't you smell it? BLECH! I can't even touch it! Sticks are safe!" So, since I ended up in the house with no sticks, I think mom wasn't having the best day ever.
But then, I found more sticks INSIDE the house! Yeah! The only problem is that they are attached to something mom calls "my plant" and I have to rip them out of their place and tear the leaves off so I can get to the indoor-sticks. I am so addicted to indoor-sticks that I can't stay away, so now there is a gate around them. That makes me sad and a little grumpy but I have learned not to discuss it with mom.
And then, mom told the Walk Your Dog With Love people that I'm a slug and I don't like to go for a walk and she asked them if they had a harness to put on my butt to get me moving along. Well, I never! And they are so cool! They sent mom a private message with all kinds of tips and help, and the BEST ONE EVER is that I might be the rare dog that just moseys along and they might have to accept that fact and not force me to step it up, and not drag me on my slow walks. But, she told dad she is going to try those other things before she gives up on walks. And I KNOW I like walks, but I want my walks to be in my yard and in my woods and be sniffing, slow, mosey walks so I don't know if I'm too old too learn a new trick like fast walks, so we will just see.
Anyway, today, mom worked for a good time on her computer and then went to change the heating system from boilers to cool air conditioning and she was doing so well....until, while I was standing right next to her, watching this process of flipping switches, I just blanked out and forgot where I was and peed. For a second, I must have thought the soft carpet was the grass and I just peed. Only inches from mom. But to my credit, I quit peeing instantly when she shouted and I picked right back up outside like a good dog.
So I'm starting to see how people have very mixed up days, that go from the best day ever to well...the opposite of that in a heartbeat and I've been noticing they take longer than puppies to get back to the best day ever. I'm glad I'm a puppy!
Mom wants me to go quiet for a while and say some prayers for the people whose dogs are sick and those who went to heaven. And I keep trying to tell her that heaven is a great place because I came from there and I should know, but she says people can't understand it so we still need to send energy to them. As soon as I get up from my nap, I'm going to get as much energy as I can to send out as prayers! Now that I know what it's for, mom should not have any problems with me zooming everywhere!
Happy Best Wednesday ever! Ardie (PS bet you cannot see me in the picture! Mom kept calling me but I didn't come and then she found me but I think I was invisible for a long time, based on the sound of her voice....)
Ardie, you are the cutest and most expressive boy! You keep making your Mama happy :-)
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