It's been a very long time since I've posted, but I've been busy. I needed to get through the dog days of summer racing all over the lawn ... I especially like it when I find a mole tunnel so I can lay down and rub my back on it. Why? I don't know ... I'm just a dog so how would I know?
August went by so fast that I hardly had time to wag my tail. I went for lots of rides in the car with Mom & Dad, but sometimes it was just Dad & I. I don't care who is driving I just want to be lying down on the back seat snoozing and hoping they will stop to get a Dairy Joy. Dad always buys me a baby cone placed in a cup. It is gone in 3 gulps and I'm left waiting for more as they slowly eat their ice cream cones. They say we all have the same size cone, but come to think of it their cones look a LOT bigger. Hemm-mmm, you have to watch humans all the time.
September was a great month. We have a new baby in our family. His name is Eli Thomas and his parents are Kate and Todd. Eli is always smiling, but Mom says his mom & dad are so relaxed with him that they have created a happy, happy little baby boy. He will be 5 months old. I'm not quite sure what to think. When I first met him ... well, I've actually only met him one time, but anyway I tried to make my parents proud ... I really, really, tried.
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Ollie's Post: July 13, 2015
Today In My Neighborhood:
Dad woke up early as he usually does. He lies next to me and goes through his human routine of yawning, stretching, and rubbing his face. It's kind of funny and a little weird because that is exactly how I start my day by rolling around rubbing my eyes with my paws, stretching while hoping for a belly rub, and yawning because I'm not quite sure I'm ready to start another day.
Recap of 2016
In 2016 my mom had to have emergency spinal surgery -- a multi-level fusion. I wasn't happy my mom was in the hospital while I had to stay at home and worry. Dad didn't even think to tell me how she was doing so I was really worried. She came home after four days in the hospital and finally I could breathe again.
In May Mom & Dad took a cruise to Bermuda. I, of course, had to stay home, but at least my human sister Emily moved in to take care of me. I had a little too much fun while my parents were away ... I played football; partied with playboy bunnies and drank a bit too much wine; took a trip to Mexico where I partied hardy; and so many other things and places all documents by photos by my sister. I wasn't too pleased that Em documented my adventures because I was sure I would be grounded once Mom & Dad got home. No worries ... they rolled their eyes and laughed.
I went to Old Orchard Beach for the day and rolled in the sand. Mom said "Have fun because you are going to have a bath as soon as you get home!" Drats! She always has to ruin my fun. Sigh!
I went to Boston in July with Mom & Dad and stayed at my brother Josh's condo while they went to meet their new granddaughter. They didn't tell me where they were going, but I knew as soon as they came back from all the different scents on them. There is a new little girl in our lives and Mom says I have to be extra gentle and careful around her. I also have to learn how to get along with Josh's dog Magnus better. I'm a bit scared of him although I don't let on to Magnus that this is the case. He's a Westie-Poodle mix and a very scrappy & active dog. I just wish he wouldn't charge at me every time we meet and Mom really wishes he wouldn't pee on the rug every time he comes to mark his territory. Let me just say, while I'm mildly interested in the new baby, I merely tolerate Magnus. Holy Moley ... he needs to learn how to chill.
My Halloween costume this year was a pig and a pink one at that. I don't "get" this dressing up in costumes thing, but Mom & Dad sure laughed as I sat there allowing them to take photos of me in the pig outfit. Next year I'm hoping for a more masculine costume or at least one where I'm a super hero. No more pink costumes for me please.
I guess I would have to sum up 2016 as a good year for me. My humans love me, take me to be groomed every five weeks, feed me my favorite food and treats, give me scratches and belly rubs, and allow me to sleep between them as they each cling to a side of the bed. Hey, a guy's got to stretch and get comfortable because sleeping is serious business. I still have my duck ... a battered and ragged rubber duck that I love to carry around in my mouth or race to fetch it. It has lasted two whole years and is my absolute favorite toy. Mom makes me put away my toys before bedtime ... they all go in a canvas tote and I'm not allowed to take them out until morning. I used to be able to leave my toys wherever I dropped them until Mom almost killed herself stepping on one of my balls in the middle of the night. Personally, I think she was being overly dramatic. It only caused her to slip, fall against the wall, and slide down to the floor. No broken bones and no blood so in my eyes it was no big deal, but Mom said "Enough is enough and you are going to pick up your toys from now on!" I hate when she gets that tone in her voice.
Signing off to take a nap on my Dad's lap,
Ollie as in "Oh my golly, Ollie!"
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