1/20/15 It’s the Hairy Bullet!

The weather has warmed up and I’m feeling fresh n’ frisky. I can attest to being fresh as I just had a bath. You know what happens when I don’t have my collar on…BAM! The Hairy Bullet Rises!

I have been capering around the house like a giant puppy. Fortunately, Jamie cannot stay mad at me, which is good, because I have been giving him a Rough Ride lately. He has a name for a new game that I made up, the “Schnoz and Grab”.

In this game, I crack open Jamie’s bedroom door just enough to allow my nose to poke in. Then, unbeknownst to him, I snatch a shoe (or whatever else is lying there), and quickly back out into the  hallway for a satisfying chew. I have fooled him a number of times with my Hairy Stealth, but the last time, he caught me. Like I said, good thing he doesn’t stay mad.

Laurel came by and took me for a walk. Far from calming me down, it wound me up. When she unsnapped the lead, I saw Mom and made a mad dash for her and Pounce! I hit her full force in the abdomen with my front paws. She sat down on the couch fast, with an “ooof” sound. Mom wasn’t mad, either. But Laurel told me I should have been more careful.

Then, of course, there was the “blanket incident”:

‘Nuff said, I guess.

Finally, while in hot pursuit of a chew toy, I rocketed up the stairs, careened off the side of the wall, and whacked into Jamie with such force that I knocked him down almost a flight. Mom was alarmed by the loud thumping and bumping noises coming from above her head, and worried that Jamie might have broken something. But he was OK, and I got my toy, so it all ended up fine – right???

I hope the rest of the week is nice. My humans understand that I’m just a little stir crazy right now.

I’m sure we all are!

Woof! Love, Maggie

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9/20/14 A good day – at the beach??

Mom and Dad got up early this morning to go to the doctor for Round 1 of tests before the operation.  They did not put me in the crate; rather, opened the door to Jamie’s room and let me bunk in with him for a bit. Not that I let him sleep.  I was too pushy to get under the covers for that!

When Mom and Dad came home, they had something to eat and then Dad went to work. Mom said the people at the doctor’s office were very kind and gentle; nonetheless, she felt tired, wanted a painkiller, to rest a bit, and “pretend like the office visit did not happen.” Mom got into bed and I happily followed suit.

It is just the bare twinges of Fall.  The trees, which are too many to count since our back yard borders on the woods, have just a touch of crispness in the leaves. Only a few are starting to change color. Mom says when the wind blows through the trees, it sounds like gentle waves at the ocean.

Mom fell asleep and when she woke up, she pet my tummy and said she’d had the most marvelous dream that she was sleeping on a lounge chair, covered up in a beach blanket, with a cabana umbrella over her head.  She said she could hear the water gently lapping up on the shore, and when she woke, she didn’t know at first where she was, or if she had sand between her toes.

I am glad Mom had a good rest. After she rested, she, Jamie, and I went out and worked in the yard a bit.  The sun was warm, and it made a pleasing pattern with the plants:

It has become cloudy, and started to rain.  I don’t mind and neither does Mom. She said, “We had a good day at the beach, didn’t we, Maggie?” and laughed.  I smiled back at her. We did.

Woof!

Love, Maggie