Today has been a very busy day. My young human Jamie is in that thing called, “Driver’s Ed” and Mom has been driving him to this school and back every day. There’s irony in that, somewhere.
Lately, she’s been plopping a little medicine into the peanut butter and dragging me along.
I don’t really mind, because I’d rather be riding than in the crate. As long as I have my tummy medicine, that is!
Oh, I smell the peanut butter opening…
It’s so good, I can’t resist!
After taking my motion-sickness medicine, Mom waits for an hour or two and then we go out to the car. I know I am going, and do a little happy dance. “COMEHERECOMEHERECOMEHERE!” Mom says sternly, trying to put on my collar. Then we go out and load up in Zeus the Fiat.
At last we are on the way:
When do I get to ride in front????
Anyway, back and forth we went. To the school. Home. Back to the school. Back home. It was 91F out today, and the grass felt sticky. It was hot, we were all hot, and the humans decided to go into the pool.
Maybe if I conceal myself under this chair, Mom won’t take me back out.
But, she did take me back out. While we were in the yard (yes, I played with the squirt gun again), we saw this huge dragon fly. He danced back and forth over the pool. Mom and Jamie worried about taking the cover off the pool, fearing he would drown. Eventually, he met up with his damsel fly, and they flew away together. It was time to splash!
Yep! He’s a big ‘un.
Finally, after a thorough soaking with the squirt gun, I flopped onto the kitchen floor to rest. When I’d dried off and thought no one was looking, I sneaked over to my chair.
Mom says she loves it when I “pouch” my cheeks out when I’m sleeping. Ha! You should see the faces she makes when she’s snoozing.
Woof! Love, Maggie