Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Road Trip: I was promised harps and fairies!!

Puppy declaration coming up: fall is my favorite season! Leaves that crunch and scatter when you pounce on them... cooler weather that gives me extra romping energy. Yep, doesn't get better than fall.

Well, except for winter... I mean, what is better than chasing your buddies into a giant snow pile? Nothing! Except, of course, rolling around in a bed of fresh flowers in the spring... And we can't forget the magic of swimming in summer... 

Anyway, you get my point. Fall is AWESOME! Almost as awesome as being promised a weekend getaway with harps AND fairies! Unbelievable? Too good to be true? 

Boy oh boy, I was so excited - just salivating on the prospect of gnawing on a harp and chasing after a fairy. 

Instead, my parents packed up the car and drove to West Virginia to a place called HARPERS FERRY that had - you guessed it - no harps and no fairies!?

Keeping a watchful eye for harps, fairies or anything else of interest.... squirrels, deer, neighbors...
That said, my disappointment didn't last long as we did my favorite activity in the entire world (I mean, other than the BIG THREE S's - snacking, snoozing, and swimming)... We went hiking!!

I was so psyched. I take hiking super seriously. I mean, a puppy has to - I'm constantly amazed that my humans don't fall down as they wobble around on their two legs... Honestly, I feel so bad for them sometimes. So I make sure that I'm leading he expedition. I love to walk in the front of the pack, sniffing everything I can to determine the threat level! Once it's puppy approved, we move on!

Harpers Ferry is a great park for puppies like me. Nice wide trails, well-marked to keep my humans from getting too lost, and many puppy-friendly restaurants that have treats and water available to pups.

Leading the way!
Making new friends!

Made it to the top!
Post hike zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....

Friday, November 1, 2013

DJ Jazz Playlist: 'Fleas' Don't Stop the Music

As I've said before, I am a puppy and I love to bring the paaaaarty! And my favorite kind of party? One that is HOPPING. In this case, literally.

Last week, Mom realized I'd managed to sneak some small brown, hopping party mates past her security check points. She calls them fleas -- I call them friends!

This resulted in a number of unfortunate events. First, she confiscated the party palace - ie, my old, comfy, stinky, stained, mostfavoritebestest bed in the entire world - and replaced it with an (admittedly) comfier bed with a removable cover that can be (gasp!!!).... WASHED. But hey, at least it wasn't me getting the wash. Right? Right.....????

Wrong.

Her next move consisted of having some hired thugs hold me down, suds me up with some anti-party soap, and chop off my long rocker locks. Not cool, Mom.

Not. Cool. At. All.

So far, it seems like she stopped the party... for now. So, I thought I'd put together a party playlist in honor of the occasion:

1. Fleas Remember Me - Tim McGraw
2. Fleas, Please! - Snoop Dog (<-- obviously, I'm a HUGE fan of the Dog)
3. Fleas, Go Home - The Rolling Stones (<-- my Mom's favorite song on this playlist)
4. Fleas Don't Die - Robbie Williams
5. Fleas, Forgive Me - Bryan Adams
6. Baby, Fleas Don't Go - Aerosmith
7. Fleas, Fleas, Fleas... Let Me Get What I Want - The Smiths
8. Can You Fleas Crawl Out Your Window? - Bob Dylan
9. Fleas Stay - Kylie Minogue
10..... and the classic family favorite: My Dog Has Fleas!

Pouting on my new (clean.... blech!) bed