Tag Archives: Hot Wheels

1/3/14 Saying “Goodbye” to Christmas

Mom and Jamie packed up all the Christmas trees and other household adornments, and stripped the big tree of its shiny ornaments and toys.  Mom put on a pair of rubber work gloves so the needles of the tree wouldn’t scratch her, and carefully took off the lights and wrapped them up for next year.  I watched all the proceedings, and just got underfoot.  There’s nothing quite like carrying a big box of Christmas decorations and tripping headlong over a large dog.  So, Mom put me in the crate to allow her and Jamie to freely run up and down the stairs, stacking everything in the little storage room (or so I heard).   I feel a little sad that Christmas is over, and I miss the forest of trees, but I had a great “First Christmas” with my family (of 8 months!)  

Mom was feeling “down” that Christmastime had come to an end, so she hung up Valentine’s Day decorations.  I have to admit to you, the heart she hung from the back door absolutely terrifies me.  It moves.  So I refuse to go near it.  This poses a problem for potty time.

Fortunately, after all the work was done, Jamie set up his little Hot Wheels racetrack around the kitchen area, complete with a jump over the fruit bowl on the table (I told you, the humans are trying to diet).


Grrrr!  Foiled again!  I’ll catch that little car next time, I promise!

Woof!  Love, Maggie




8/19/13 Getting Ready for School

Jamie starts 8th grade Wednesday, the 21st.  This morning was a flurry of activity as Mom and Jamie went through forms, wrote checks, unpacked, sorted, and repacked supplies, and ironed uniforms.

I helped out any way I could; namely, by snatching hangers, stealing markers, grabbing Kleenex, that sort of thing.  I would capture my quarry and take it to my favorite spot on the landing and chew, chew, chew.  All in good fun, of course. 

Jamie was having a case of the end-of-vacation blues, so he set up the Hot Wheels track again.  He’s got this little car that is actually a video camera and was taking footage of the cars rolling down the track.  I have to admit, these little cars just drive me to a frenzy.  I got so excited that I just started snagging anything I could find.  Finally I grabbed Dad’s plastic box of paper clips from the counter, and they fell out of my jaws and smashed loudly on the kitchen floor.  Paper clips flew everywhere and when Jamie bent down to retrieve them, I mercilessly “flashmobbed” him, licking every square inch of his face and his ears as well.  Jamie rolled helplessly on the floor while I continued to give him a good washing.  Finally I relented and rolled over on my back for a belly rub, which he happily gave me.  My tail beat on the kitchen floor and we both grinned.  I guess I helped with his bad mood, too!

Woof!  Love, Maggie


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


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


8/17/13 Hot Wheels and Coffee


Today is Jamie’s birthday!  He received some model trains as a gift from Mom and Dad.  The passenger cars were sleek and beautiful, with light-up windows showing the  silhouettes of the people.  Jamie worked on his layout for a while in the Train Room, then went back to the Hot Wheels Racetrack.  Oh, boy!!!

Jamie set up the track on the table, through the back of the chair, and over the counter.  This way, he could release the car from the jump and have it travel through two rooms without touching the ground.  Every time I heard a car start to slide, I leaped up and tried to nab it.  I love this game!  However, in the kitchen, one of Mom’s K-cups fell to the floor during a brief struggle over a car.  Quickly, I snatched up the fallen K-cup and ran to the dining room with my treasure!  Didn’t make it all the way there, though; I crunched down hard on the K-cup and its contents spewed everywhere.  Blueberry coffee!  It was quite fragrant.  I got some of the grounds in my mouth and flapped my tongue all over trying to get rid of it.  Ewww, yuck!  I sat there flapping while Mom and Jamie laughed really hard.  Then Mom decided the coffee smelled so good she’d have some, too!

Jamie and I are still playing with the cars.  We played hooky from Canine College today since Grandma is over and we have to watch her.  So I’ll write more from the Pit Stop about Jamie’s birthday, later.

Woof!  Love, Maggie

8/16/13 Hot Wheels (aka Grand Theft Maggie)

Tomorrow is Jamie’s birthday, so Mom was cleaning the house rather frantically today.  I watched her suspiciously as she ferreted Vacuum Cleaner out of the closet.  I was ready.  Before she even plugged my Evil Nemesis in, I charged the dust bag with mouth wide open.  Abruptly, I found myself sitting in my crate, helplessly watching as Mom dragged the whiny machine around.  Foiled again!

After Mom had cleaned off and dusted the table, Jamie took the opportunity to set up an entire Hot Wheels Race Track complete with jump and those luscious miniature cars.  I skulked in the living room, but stalked him secretly.  When a car jumped off the track and hit the kitchen floor, I was on it like a hobo on a ham sandwich (no offense to any hobos or ham sandwiches!).  Ears  up, tail waving, I scurried upstairs with my captured quarry.  Jamie pounded along in hot pursuit, chasing me down the hallway!  “Drop it!  Drop it!” he shouted.  I could have run, or chewed the car to bits, but I did “drop it” for him.  Only to go back downstairs to snag another Hot Wheel as it bit the dust.

I love race day!  Bring on NASCAR!  Woof!

Love, Maggie