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