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4/20/14 My First Easter

Today was my first Easter.  The weather was perfect with the sun shining and the breeze blowing.  I can hardly believe it’s the same backyard as a few weeks ago, when it was covered in snow!  Today was a day for family and togetherness.  There was a lot of love in the house today!  We had adventures outside, too.

Mom and Jamie planted a garden in the back of the swingset.  They started the seeds in little dirt pots a couple of weeks ago.  They’ve been growing in a little plastic greenhouse on the kitchen table, and they decided to put them outside.  Dad had to use a noisy machine – noisier than Vacuum – to dig up all the dirt.  I didn’t like the noise, but I helped dig up the dirt.  That was a fun job!  I don’t think Dad thought so, though.  He said it was hard work!

Mom and Jamie had just put the finishing touches on the fencing around the vegetable patch, when I heard this big-mouthed dog barking from a couple of houses over.  Laying my ears back, I took off at my Hairy Bullet finest – through the fencing, tangling up in my legs, rolling onto my back, then over onto my belly, shaking it off and realizing I had uprooted the entire fencing job in 2 seconds flat.  Dad had to fix the fencing.  I think I missed a baby cucumber plant by this/much.

The fun thing about the vegetable garden is Jamie watering it.  I love, love, love to chase the water coming out of the hose!  I got all wet and Mom says I still smell like skunk.  I’m not mad at her, though, because when I dried off, she petted me and told me how soft I was.

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Dad bought Mom some outdoor furniture, and Mike came over and helped Dad and Jamie build it, while Mom cooked a big dinner in the house.  I helped by kissing everyone’s face as they sat in the grass.  I know they liked it because they kept saying my name.

I ran around and around with a stick until Mom called everyone in to eat.  I was so tired, I couldn’t even beg at the table.  I flopped down on the cool kitchen floor with my sides heaving.  Mom gave me a little Easter dinner afterwards because I did not beg.  I also drank lots of cool, fresh water.  But I liked the cold water from the hose much better!

The humans ate the pretty cake Mom made (from scratch) on the new furniture outside.  For a while, I played chase the stick and chase the foxtail.  Jamie hid in the big box the furniture came in, and popped out at Mom.  Mom screamed and laughed that Jamie got her but good.  Pretty soon, everybody turned into a zombie and fell asleep.  We could hear Dad snoring on the couch while I lay on my chair with Jamie, the wind from the ceiling fan flapping my ears and a contented smile on my face.

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Now the sun is setting.  We have to take Mike home soon.  I hope you all had a happy Easter, Passover, or whatever holiday it is you humans celebrate.  I like this holiday.  I love my family!

Woof!  Love, Maggie

8/17/13 They Only Play With the Box (Jamie’s B-day)

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It seems like no matter what you give kids, they only play with the box.  I am no exception, as you can tell by the blurry picture. 

Jamie wanted a relaxing birthday, so he hung out, went to lunch, visited a garage sale, and played Race Track again with me.  We played for a long time and I got very excited by all the little cars whizzing around.  I kept trying to jump up and grab them.  Finally, I leaped up on the counter, snatched a box of Mom’s coffee on the fly, (I guess the grounds didn’t taste too bad, earlier), ducked away from Jamie, and ran upstairs to my favorite spot on the landing to chew the heck out of it. 

After the box was annihilated, I trotted back downstairs for a few more spins around the track.  This time, I got a chunk of it – one of the car launchers, exactly – and on my attempt to hit the staircase, Jamie managed to wrestle it out of my mouth.Image

Later, Mom and Dad whipped out a teeny-tiny birthday cake.  I was very interested in this cake, and sat patiently waiting for some.  However, it was chocolate, and chocolate is, of course, toxic to dogs.  The frosting, however, was vanilla buttercream, and Mom did slip me a taste.  It was good, but not as good as peanut butter.  Peanut butter is my favorite.

Overall, I’d say Jamie had a very good 13th birthday.  Happy Birthday, Jamie!

Woof!  Love, Maggie

 

5/21/13 The Party

Today was kind of a strange day.  When Mom took Jamie to school, she locked me in my crate instead of taking me for the ride with her!  She said it was to protect us both.

Later, Laurel came over to sit with me and Jamie while Mom, Erik, and Jenny went out for a while.  When everyone came home, including Dad, that’s when all the noise started.  I guess it was Erik’s birthday today, and the humans had a little party, which I was not used to!

First, they played games around the kitchen table and laughed a lot.  Then, they ordered good-smelling food in flat boxes that a strange man brought to the front door.  After that, they had a nice-looking cake that they started on fire, and then they tore up a lot of paper.  They played some noisy music, and danced and sang, which scared and confused me.  The whole thing was loud and distracting.  I didn’t know what to do since I had never seen them acting this way. 

After a while, everybody left and it was time for bed.  My people were still smiling.  I think the party made the humans happy.