Thursday, June 28, 2012

Taking a break on a hot day

Another heat wave

After a few days of Storm-approved summer weather, we are getting hit with another heat wave. Looks like I will be spending the next week or so walking very slowly, panting, and sleeing on airflow grates in the house. Maybe sleeping in the den too, since it's nice and cool down there.

My human is going away for a few days on Saturday, so Auntie Diane and I are going to party down together for the Canada Day weekend. I LOVE it when she comes to stay with me. I expect we will go for some slow walks and eat popcorn together and stuff like that. Can't wait!

I had a great night at physio last night. Did twenty minutes on the underwater treadmill! The human feeds me liver treats during my breaks. I LOVE LIVER TREATS. Then again, I also love goose poo - I am not really fussy.

Stay cool everyone!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

It's so hot, even the squirrels are feeling lazy. How frustrating that, without an opposable thumb, I could not open the patio doors and go eat this lazyass squirrel yesterday.

Today is something like 40 degrees with the humidity. SO not my kind of weather. You've seen my coat, right? Ugh. Even at 5:00 am, I pant like crazy on our walks.

This sucks donkey balls!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Monday, June 4, 2012

My man

This is my current boyfriend, Riley.

Over my life, I've loved some handsome men.

Mazzy was a huge wolf/german shepherd/rotty mix.

Vimy...oh, he was a handsome German shepherd. I acted like an idiot every time I saw him. Lost my composure completely. I even went back to him after he bit me.

Riley I, the boy I met in 2007, lived down the street. The German shepherd next door, I guess you could say. It was love at first sight.

And now, Riley II. Truly the boy next door.

Yeah, he's a bit smaller - and younger - than me.

Who's to say you can't love a man who isn't as big as you?

We gaze at each other from our back yard balconies. Leave treats for each other on our doorsteps. I run to him when I see him. Even let him hang off  my jowls once (normally I would eat any dog who tried that).

We have our differences. He's all about the love. I'm all about protecting the territory.

But we have more in common. We love eating grass. We love eating bunny shit. I mean, really, it's all about what you have in common, right?