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The past few weeks have been nothing but rain, and as such the back lawn has become a little out of control, and more like a jungle. I couldn’t go to the bathroom in the front yard, but had to resort to begging at the front door to go out in the front yard! As you can see, I had to leap through the tall jungle grass like a tiger or a lion in order to get anywhere! Thus the lawn of doom became my great despair…

Finally, the lawn was tamed, and I can now use my bathroom in peace again…

When Dad and Mom got home yesterday I went outside to greet them. It has been raining all week, but the past couple days have been extremely nice. Yesterday was the first day of the nice weather, so I was perfectly willing to go outside to see them. The front yard is my yard anyway. When it rains a lot, Dad doesn’t mow the backyard. and it grows a lot, probably because of the rain. It becomes a jungle that is taller than my head. I don’t like going to the bathroom in the rain anyway, so I definitely won’t do it when there is a jungle. Dad and Mom solve that problem by letting me go out in the front yard on the pebbles, so it is my yard.

Well, I smelled something unusual in my front yard, so I totally ignored Dad and mom and went into the bushes, Dad and Mom were standing outside talking to someone, when all of a sudden, I found the intruder in my yard! I jumped up to grab it and leaped through the bushes, and almost caught the pigeon by the tail feathers as it tried to fly away. Dad also had a chance to grab it, but he didn’t take it, even though the pigeon hit him in the shoulder!
I was bothered for a little while, but Mom has moved the furniture again, so I have a perfect spot to look out the front yard and guard it from any fowl play…

I know I made all these grand promises in my last blog, and I was fully planning on making good on them, and then I got sick…

Lets just call it the February of Puke… it was spew city at 20 Leckford road. Everything I ate came out, everything that came out I ate (although mom and dad put a stop to that pretty quickly). I was not and am still barely a happy puppy. I was shivering so bad that mom and dad made me a little lair (see above- and if you can’t see me, see below). What a nasty ride. Mom got sick too, but its probably not the same thing, she blames me for eating so much poo and she thinks that it got me sick.
Anyway, I was holed up in my blankets for the past few weeks, so my bad about the blog writing. Rest assured that I am fine now, and no one was concerned enough to call the vets. Dad thinks it is just growing pains because he used to eat a lot and sleep a lot when he was growing bigger, he is probably right because I am still full of energy after I puke!

Not so long ago, the windows were open, and a dog could leap from his chair/bed into the great outdoors. Not so much anymore. It is 1 degree outside right now, and windy. Its the coldest its ever been in my entire life! At least it isn’t raining or snowing, though. Although, I think that might start soon!

And too top it all off, the boiler isn’t working, which means I have turned into a burrow dog, burrowing beneath blankets and into pillows just to fine warmth. It isn’t dignified!

But Dad’s family is coming so that is going to be fun!