It was a grand party. I'm not sure what the occasion was, but when 23 (OK, it was 24 after Paige got there) dog loving people are at your house for an afternoon, what's not to love about the day?
I saw Papa Ron and Grandma Donna. I haven't seen them since about Christmas. I met an Uncle Robb for the first time. He was really smart. He was wearing pants that matched me! That way, there is no real proof that I shed.

But the really fun part was, many people, including mom, dad and sis, were at a place called church. Then 4 other people came into my house. Yep, I am a watch dog. I watched them get treats out of a bag to give to me. Then I watched them throw a tennis ball. (of course, then I fetched it). Then I watched them get my leash to take me for a walk. Then after everyone was at our house, I watched the floor - I was on official cleanup duty, but nothing fell. Oh well. All that watching sure made me tired, and when everyone left, except for mom, dad and sis, I took a little snooze. Well, it was a long snooze, but I was just plain tired.

Apparently, Sis got confirmed yesterday. Whatever that means. Dogs get to go to church some days, but not on confirmation days. And noone brought me presents, so really, who cares. Dad gave me a rawhide to chew after he almost tripped on me in the kitchen. You see...I will always chew on a rawhide in the living room. I don't think he gave it to me to be nice, I think it was a bribe to get out of the way. Yep - I CAN BE BOUGHT!!!

Now, for some good gossip. I heard that Copper and I will be at the Woofdorf...AT THE SAME TIME!!! We've met before, Copper is my cousin. Apparently, everyone will be at a wedding except the dogs. We'll have a good time there. Copper - tell your people to send extra food, because us doggies run around all day, so we get super hungry by dinnertime.

But with that, I have to go. Dad needs supervision cleaning up the mess(es) I leave in the yard.

Woof!

I was at the Woofdorf. For TWO nights.

Apparently, sis had to be up in a place called Stevens Point. Something about a stupid competition. They don't allow dogs there. Blah. Blah. Blah. Sis got a real big trophy. Whatever. OK, she didn't exactly GET the trophy, but her team did. Now she gets to go to a place called Knoxville, Tennesse. It's not exactly dog friendly there either.

So, anyway, I get dropped off at the Woofdorf on Friday. I didn't exactly wait for my mom to say good bye to me. That is a strategy I learned from sis. Don't let a parent lecture you. Make a fast exit, and you've saved yourself the lecture on good behavior choices.

I played hard with all the doggies there. At bedtime on Saturday, we got to watch a movie. And all us doggies got to snuggle with the people. The movie was JUNO. Sis was jealous. Apparently, she wants to see that movie, and I got to see it first. On Sunday, I got to play in the special sudsy water. I was clean and fluffy when mom and dad came to get me. I slept the whole way home. I'm dog-tired today!

I am sporting a new collar and a new leash today. Apparently, mom forgot where I was. You see at my regular dog daycare place, they take me away "in my leash and collar", and return me to my mom or dad "in my leash and collar", but we play all day without our collars on. At the Woofdorf, mom takes my collar and leash with her. She forgot to bring one with her, so dad and mom stopped at the store to buy me a new leash and collar. I like the new one, it is a pretty royal blue. Mom likes the old green one, because it is too hard to change the tags from one collar to the other.

Good news though, I heard them talking about my next visit, YEAH! I'm coming back to the Woofdorf soon. Should be a busy weekend, apparently they'll be really full up, since it is a holiday. (In my family, that is the weekend that sis will be at that place in Knoxville where they do not like dogs, and then they need they need to go to a wedding , for Paul and Jill. I'm probably better off at the Woofdorf with my doggy friends :) WOOHOO. I love it when the place is full of dogs.

I've got to go. I need another snooze!

Tennis anyone?

Thanks, but no thanks. I've had enough today. Miss Michelle (the owner of Happy Hounds, my dog daycare) mentioned to my mom that I played tennis ball all day. I played catch with a weimereiner and Miss Michelle all day. By the end of the day, Miss Michelle's arm was hurting her.

Thanks Michelle, I had a great time!

There is NO evidence! Absolutely none.

Mom and dad were out doing some yard work. I was out there to supervise. Heck, it was downright gorgeous today. It was definitely a dog's day outside. So, mom and dad were ignoring me pretty good, because they were working. Us labbies, we do not like to be ignored. Not for long anyway.

So, I layed right down next to my mom. Right on top of a pile of stuff that needed to be cleaned up. I looked really cute there. Well, I look really cute no matter what I do, but that is a whole different story. Dad tried to go in the house, get the camera and take a picture of me.

I exited the frame stage left, and poof, there is no evidence I was there. There is just a big (slightly smooshed) pile of clean-up stuff. And actually, mom cleaned up the pile, so there isn't even a pile there any more.

Yep, I am a smart labbie :)

I woke my mom up this morning, I gave her a nice sloppy kiss. Right on the cheek.

Then, dad started talking. BLAH,BLAH, BLAH. I just snuggled in by mom. She always sleeps in a little later than Dad.

Dad explained that there had been a bunny head that he had to take out of my mouth this morning. Probably from the coyote that my St. Bernard buddy Jeeves chased away.

Mom kind of said YUCK. OK, she didn't exactly say YUCK. But, apparently, Yuck is a legal word on blogs. Other words aren't.

Then dad laid it on the line. APRIL FOOL's. We got mom good!