Don't Take Away the "Happy"!

Here's what I do when I'm bored. I root through trash cans after lunch. Sometimes I find something tasty in there, like crumbs or plastic food trays with sauce left in them. Today, I got an award for my efforts. See? Mom had a fresh nectarine for lunch and there was a sticker on it saying where it was from. She tossed it in the trash can, and I found it. Yessss! Quite a prize, huh? I wore it around the office for a couple of hours, too.

I would have worn it longer but one of our clients made it his business to remove it from my nose. Hey! Like he should have asked me first, I think. But noooooo! Some humans think they know what is "best" for us pups. It was stuck on pretty good, too. Some other people tried to peel it off me but I'd back away or turn my head. They got the idea right off and left me alone. This guy really thought he was doing me a favor. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, and he was pretty gentle with me. He tried very hard not to pull my schnozz hairs too hard. It took him a while, but he seemed pretty pleased with himself. Who am I to take away his happy, hmmmmmmm??

Let's see. What else? Ohhhh....it was hot and muggy. I'm sure glad it's not MEEE who has to pay the electric bill for the air conditioner. Mostly I napped under Mom's desk. When it's all humid like that I just don't have the energy to come out and say "Hello!".
My Aunt Lynda (the one who calls me "PooPoo LaLa") stopped by to see me. It's always nice to see her. She's the one with all the pups who took care of me when Mom and Colleen went to Germany, remember? I just LOVE her so much. Most of her pups are at the Rainbow Bridge now, except for Pixie. I really need to get over to her place to visit with Pixie again, and meet Lynda's new pups, too.

Hmmm...I went to the market, wore my red vest and was very professional again. Even when Betsy was making kissy faces at me and saying love stuff to me, I just sat there and looked away. Mom was very proud of me, but she felt bad for Betsy, too. So when we left, Betsy blew me a kiss and blew her one back. She laughed so hard, one would think she never saw a dog blow a kiss before. I told you how I do it. I just stick out my tongue really fast and wink at her. I hope nobody else saw it. I sure don't want to get anyone into trouble.

Oh yeah...and the white and charcoal colored kitty stood right outside my window and teased me. I barked...it wiggled it's tail at me, and I barked some more. Then it ran to the side of the house and I ran out my little door and caught it tippy-toeing across the top of the fence. I leaped up and it jumped off into the neighbor's yard. So much for that cat. I stood watch for a while until Mom called me in for bed. "Yuck!", she said, when she discovered I had some stickery burrs in my fur. That's what happens when one stands guard on a hillside full of stickers.

That's all for now....

Goodnight, Grandpapa. I love you...

Mary-Margaret

PS - Mom says to tell you she loves you, too.