Thursday, December 31, 2009

A Snowy Mile

Mom has been exercising at the gym lately because of all the snow and ice. Dad has been taking her place walking us at the cemetery. BUT today mom couldn't go to the gym because it was closed for the New Year holiday! She took us through the cemetery TWICE!!!!

That is double the fun! She also stopped and picked up Woody and he came with us. It was great since he romped and chased Bella the entire time and I got to make Snow Angels. REALLY.

They really do turn out looking good and I get a nice cool rub down in the snow. I love the snow and can find a multitude of ways to jump, run, throw, and dig my way through a big ole snow drift.

Mom thinks I am a silly goose. I Love Mom and RotKnee.

DoGs, Have a Great New Year and be safe out there!

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Dad loves me Even when I am Naughty!

Hey this is Bella writing today..... Lucy is teaching me about this technology thing and I think I am getting VERY good at it.

We were reading the paper this morning and found a column that DAD wrote about me! Sadly, it was about how I kinda sorta ate some of the ornaments on their weird tree in the living room. Mom also put out some tasty morsels that she calls a Christmas Train.... Not sure why they are just now being put out in the living room but I can tell you..... THEY. ARE. YUMMY!!!!

I can't resist. I have tried. Dad has given me several stern lectures and mom has too. I don't know what has gotten into me. The ornaments have this awesome little twinkle to them and are so attractive. I just have to grab them and snuff them and chew on them till they disintegrate!!!

This sorta makes mom and dad mad.

I love that dad writes about me in his newspaper but am wishing he had more good things to say about me. Why? Why? When will this crazy puppydom of my world go away? I really feel bad but just can't seem to listen to them when they tell me to stop. It really gets bad when they leave me home with Lucy. All that girl does is roll her eyes and tell me, "I don't really have to rat you out. Mom and dad will automatically know it was YOU!"

I am troubled. troubled....