I Got A Hair Cut

Yesterday I went to my friendly groomer. She made me cute. Not that I'm not cute with long hair, but with short hair I'm even cuter.

Somehow having shorter hair gives me more energy. I felt like running, jumping, barking, I chased my treat around the room, I kept tossing it in the air and running after it, all the time wagging my tail like crazy and screaming at the top of my lungs. This was so much fun!

But that wasn't enough for me. Dad and I went for a very long walk today, we walked around our lake, then around the golf course in the other neighborhood, then finished walking around around our lake. I was so tired afterwards, I just drank some water and went to sleep.

But then Mom woke me up saying she needed to take some pictures of me for Monika. Well, although I felt a little groggy (see the pictures) , I was happy to oblige. If that was for somebody else I probably would have gone on sleeping, but for Monika - anything!

I have the whole bed to myself!

This is dog's dream come true, I had the whole bed to myself. I could stretch, lay on my back, scratch, yawn, do whatever I wanted while Dad was working on his computer thingy. Only once I got up and announced I needed to pee, other than that I just slept or daydreamed, especially because the weather was not so good, it was raining, and snowing, then raining again, and it was really windy, not much fun at all. However, when the sky did not clear by the end of the day I decided enough is enough, I had to go for a walk no matter what. So Dad and I went around the lake. I came back so muddy you could say I was a brown dog, not a black and white dog. So Mom gave me a batch, which always puts me in a good mood. I feltl like running and running and barking and chasing and hiding and pouncing, then like running again. Today was no exception, I just ran in circles until I became thirsty. And then I stopped. The end.

I'm spoiled and I know it!

They just do whatever I want them to do! Take this morning, for example. I got up and I wanted breakfast. Not that I eat breakfast every day, but today I wanted to. So I shadowed Mom, and I wined, and I begged, until I got half of a whole wheat bread sandwich with Gouda cheese and Polish Krakus ham. What other dog can say that he or she ate a sandwich with ham and cheese for breakfast!

Yesterday for dinner I ate a huge chunk of baked pork loin with Japanese white rice, it was d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s! And for Dad - boiled cabbage. How he could eat that I will never know...

Well, I don't have much more time to talk to you, the sun is rising, the morning is beautiful, I better take Mom and Dad for a walk, otherwise they will waste time sitting on the couch doing nothing, just like me on that picture here. Not that there is anything wrong with that when I do it!