Made it!

It was a very eventful weekend.

First - Mom adopted Lavender on Friday. VERY upsetting news. I will live. hopefully. Then I got to spend the evening at Auntie Michelle's house. It was so much fun to play with all my friends. It was hard to settle down, but I finally managed.

Then - I rode in a truck in a crate with Lavender for 10 hours. TEN HOURS. Mom and Auntie Michelle were taking us to a dog auction. At first I was afraid that she was going to sell me, but then I was *hoping* that she was going to sell Lavender. Neither happened. Though every time mom came to the truck, I would try to push Lav out. Lav and I did get on TV, but mom was NOT happy about that. Apparently they portrayed us as coming from the auction and as puppy-mill dogs. Mom took care of them and the video is no longer available. I was thinking about getting an agent...apparently THAT wont be happening now. THANKS, mom!

Lastly - We stayed at Auntie Michelle's Saturday night. We were all pretty tired and mom was asleep before I was. But she burns out easy. We went over to Auntie Polly's on Sunday. We sat in the truck. Why does mom think it is fun for us to just sit in the truck all day??? I think I am going to take her somewhere and leave HER in the truck. Bet she wouldn't like that one bit.

Finally - Dad came over to drop some of moms stuff off last night. He threw my frisbee for me a few times. Then he knelt down told me goodbye and told me to be a good boy for momma. He looked sad. I don't think I am going to see him again. Mom was crying. I don't like when mom cries....no. I. don't.

Well, that's all I got....at least I made it home from the auction and didn't up being sold. That would have been VERY bad.

Off to plot ways to loose Lavendy.

Woof. Woof.
Ollie Miester

Outta HERE

It’s official.

Lavender is staying.

I am leaving. Packing my bags and I am OUTTA here. Not sure where I should go. Maybe I will just travel around for a while, living off my trust fund, bum around Europe (where exactly IS Europe?)…kinda like Snoopy. I will probably go to California for a while and be a surfer dude, plus I probably won’t have to wear jackets out there to keep warm.

Do you think I can walk there? Can’t be that far. Right?

Okay, maybe I will stay. I really like my mom; she is good to me and loves me up all the time. Plus she might be a little sad if I were to leave. But Lavender. Sigh. The things that a dog has to deal with, it really is too much sometimes. Truly.

Mom says that she is “paying” for Lav on Friday. Maybe I will steal her wallet then she won’t have any money to pay for her. Where do you think she keeps her wallet? In that brown bag thing she carries around. Sometimes that thing slips of her shoulder and bangs me in the head when she is walking me. I don’t like that. I may have to chew it up.

I guess I am resigned to having a little sister. I suppose that is okay. I like to snuggle with her in the crate and she is fun to play with. When she gets annoying, I will just tell mom to put her away. That sounds kinda menacing doesn’t it? Not my intention at all. Nope. Not. at. all.

Mom is such a softy. Could someone PLEASE tell Auntie Michelle that mom CANNOT take any more “fosters” because they just end up being “permanents”. Seriously. We are CLOSED.

I am going to need therapy.

Off to plot how to sell Lavy. Any ideas????

Woof. Woof.

Ollie the big brother (not by choice)

Presents!

Mom was gone all day yesterday, but I think she went somewhere good AND I think that it involved dog stuff. Actually I am fairly certain it involved dog stuff.

Mom had Dad come over and let us out in the afternoon, it was good to see Dad. I don’t get to see him much anymore. I think I am from a broken home. I may need therapy.

When Mom got home she had bags and bags of stuff. I went mad sniffing them all, because I KNEW that there had to be presents in them for me. At first I was just glad to have mom home, but then I wanted to know what was in the bags.

As she unpacked each item, I sniffed inspected them. I don’t think mom really saw the need for my help or appreciated it. She kept pushing me away and telling me to get, but I wanted to make sure nothing got by me everything was safe.

I did get some presents though. A gay really cool polar fleece jacket. A Frisbee and a DVD to help mom throw a Frisbee without being a dork in a professional manner. Lots and lots of food that I gladly will not share with Lavy.

On another note, I am going to go back to some hard core training. I have been kind of bad with other dogs lately and that makes mom really sad. Both Auntie Michelle and Mom are worried that if I don’t straighten up soon, they may have to send me to the bridge. I am not ready to go visit Uncle Elmo yet, so I am going to work really hard with mom to be a better dog.

Sorry it is has been so long since I blogged...I’m a busy guy.

Love ya!
Woof. Woof.
Ollie Miester