Boy oh boy, I have Pampered Paws. I am a Pampered Pooch.

Mom, dad and sis all got suitcases out this weekend. I saw suitcases last weekend, and then mom ran away from home. NOPE, not happening this weekend. I snuck in the car with them. Yep, no one is running away from me this weekend. NOT HAPPENING.

We went on a really long car ride. We went to someplace called Wisconsin Dells. All of a sudden, the car stops, every one hops out, mom gets my leash, and we start walking into the building. I saw a bunch of dogs there. In the building, all of a sudden, someone else gets my leash, and I am out playing out with all those doggies. Mom, dad and sis waved at me a few minutes later, and then they went somewhere else. Who cares? Not me. I was at Pampered Paws Pet Resort.

Pampered Paws was really tiring. We played, we slept, we played, we slept, we ate, we played, we slept. In the morning, we played again. I even got the "Pampered Pooch Package" which meant I got doggie ice cream for a late-night snack. About 10 in the morning, mom, dad and sis came and got me. I was really tired on the way home. I mean really tired. I was so tired the rest of the day that I didn't even move close to the dinner table, JUST IN CASE some food would fall.

Apparently, while I was at Pampered Paws, my family just went to a graduation party in LaCrosse, for someone called Jaimee with my same last name. I heard that Copper got to go to the party. I'm glad I was partying with the pooches instead.

Well, it's just about time to go to bed, just after I get some doggie ice cream. They serve that at my house, don't they? Hello - COULD I GET A LITTLE SERVICE HERE?


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SOMETHING BIG IS UP! MOM LEFT. I know she will be gone for a long time based on the size of the suitcase she took. At least that’s the comment Dad made. He said something like “ . . . what you’re packing for a year?; I thought you were only going to Denver for a couple of days” I know what Mom was trying to do. She was taking a large suitcase so I could sneak along. We must have got our wires crossed – I’m still here and she ain’t. I am really worried about her. She is going to be so depressed without me. How will she able to go through the day with seeing my excessive tail wag?

I have to start plan B. When Dad is gone I get certain extra special privileges. The worst thing is that Mom doesn’t let Dad know out about these privileges. Here’s the dilemma. Do I just try to do the things I do when he is gone and hope he goes along? I think I can win him over. I seem to remember that an announcement was made early on that I would not be allowed in the office; now of course my favorite hang-out.

OK, my mom needs help. Lots of it. Really.

She is having a hard time trying to decide which pic she should send to HAWS for their 2008 calendar.

Any thoughts would be appreciated. My opinion is - send them all to HAWS. Mom says no, because only 1 pic per dog. Well not really, send as many pics as you want - it is ONLY $5 each. I'm worth it, right?

Actually, mom knows that the snow pictures aren't very good. I was trying really hard to find my tennis balls in one of them. I KNOW that I left them on the chair back before the snow. And I really wasn't in the mood to stop and pose once I found the t-ball. I was ready to play.

Oh - Dad says you should go back and look at the pump boys working. That post was on April 21.

Lots going on here.

Mom owes me big time.

Sis is the pres.

Dad ran away from home. Again.

Mom - she owes me really big. I mean - REALLY big. We went to the HAWS dog walk on Saturday. HAWS is where I used to live. Before Mom, Dad and Sis found me and gave me a real nice home. I think it stands for Happy Animals Want Stability. Actually, mom is standing over my shoulder and telling me it really stands for Humane Animal Welfare Society. I used to live there for a while. Until I found my forever home. Apparently, mom paid to write her name and phone number down on some papers. Tonight, Mom got a phone call from HAWS, and they told her that she won a massage. A one hour massage. Don't forget mom - you wouldn't have this cool prize if it hadn't been for me - the cutest dog in the world. Oh - just in case mom is still reading this - I'm sorry I didn't try to kiss you in the kissing contest. I really was trying to be on my best behavior.

Sis won Student Council President for next year. Just an idea sis - "bring your dog to school day" sounds like a whole lot of fun!!!

Where oh where did my favorite dad go. Oh where oh where did he go??? He's back at that place called South Dakota again. That means Mom is in charge of the morning stuff again. Hurry back dad! Mom brings flashlights and stuff on the morning walk. She doesn't like to look at the stars like us guys do!