Run Free, DWB #1...

CHARLIE - THE BIG DOG: 12/16/95 - 8/1/09

A Change...

Did I tell you Joe is not my mailman anymore? Well, he isn't. He got transfered to another route. So, now we have Dave again, which is OK, because he brings us cookies too. They are not the good cookies that Joe used to bring, but at least he thinks of us.
Now, the mail people who really annoy me are the ones that come on Dave's days off. They are the ones that just give mom the mail and leave. Mom says that's all they are really paid to do, and it's not in their job description to stop and visit me, but I still find it really annoying. You get used to stuff, ya know? And, let me tell you, we Shelties are not not too keen on change.

Joe must miss us too, because on his day off he brought his dog Sugar to visit us. Sugar is a bull terrier. Here is a picture of the 3 of us.

Check us out!

It's me, Mochi, Jazzi, and Tinkerbell heading into the Abbey for Petey and Rosie's wedding
Are we hot or what??

Petey's family helped me find my outfit, and with the hooded cape, it will be perfect for a trip north to the Shetland Islands to look for long lost relatives!

Odds and ends..

Hey - guess what? This is post number 101. I cannot believe I gave post number 100 to Maisie. Good thing I like her.
Mom signed her up for a couple more classes, something about "focus trouble" BOL!.

We invented this game. Mom says we did not invent it, all dogs play this game, but as far as I am concerned, we invented it. It's called tug-o-war. we do it after bitey-face. Then we run around the house like nutballs, and get sent outside. "Take it outside" she says..



We showed Maisie the Tornado game. She picked it up really quick.





Here is one of my personal favorites: Beat the crap out of those cardboard thingys that the Pepsi comes in.









We are deeply into bully sticks.So much so, that mom went on line and ordered us a bag of FIFTY OF THEM !! OMD!

We went to an agility trial awhile back, to cheer on my sis, Kyrie, and some of our cousins who were in from the St. Louis area. We ran into my friend Toby from my freestyle dance class. He was celebrating something, I can't remember what though.. Anyhow, his mum was passing out treats, so we made sure we got in on it! Mom says we are "good little beggers."






Which reminds me, there are no more "go pee treats". I wonder what's up with that?

More Maisie Musings..

I told Maisie she could have some of my blog space because she has something to tell.
So, get ready, here it goes..

HI!, Hellooo!, How 'ya all doing?
Hi!, What's up?, HELLOOO!... It's me, Maisie.
I am 8 months old now, and I know everything there is to know about everything, and I can prove it because I graduated from my Companion Dog Manners Class.
Yes, I DID. Hi! WHAT'S UP??? here's pictures.. Hi!


This is my teacher. She is really, really nice!
she's gonna drag that squirrel-on- a- string around so we can "leave it".

We practiced being sociable.

Here's me being sociable.



We had to "take turns". Here I am waiting to take my turn walking on that pretty purple board thingy.

So, that's all, It was fun. Mom says I'm just getting started, and that I soo do not know everything, but, I think I got it. I don't know what she's talking about... Morgan says to tell you she's feeling better now, and to thank everybody for the well-wishes, Whatever - see 'ya.. BYE!, BYE!, SEE 'YA! Your pal, Maisie, BYE!

Hi Everybody! Stay Safe and Enjoy. Your pals,

I'm not feeling so good...

Mom is calling it "The Spectacular BIG Poop Mess, and Clean-up Extravaganza."
See that crate behind me? It had to be taken outside at 1AM after mom got home from work and scrubbed, top to bottom with a scrub brush and the hose. That tapestry rug needed attention too, and I had to get in the tub for a bath. Many things needed to go in the washer, including my pink harness. Then we all had to stay up till 7 AM while I kept running back and forth from the house to the yard.

We called Dr Linda today, and found out this virus thingy is going around. Mom was really happy (not) to hear that Maisie could catch it from me. So we got lots of pills - Flag-Sill, or something like that, (I think that must be an Independence Day pill, maybe it keeps firecrackers away) and some food that helps make socially acceptable poopies. Mom went to the Chinese take-out store and got me some rice, because she can't even cook that right.
So, thats what I've been doing.