Bathing Beauty

DNA is crazy! I am amazed how we humans are born with such strong likes and dislikes. I have watched my own two children, numerous nieces and nephews, a few god-children, and now two grandchildren come into the world...and their personalities and proclivities seem so immediately obvious.

Lila Blue is definitely a water person. Even running the tap in the sink has a calming effect on her, and when you put her INTO the water she is transported from fussy to fascinated in a nano-second.

I received the gift of babysitting her for two evenings while visiting the kids this past week, but I was a little apprehensive at first. Though I'm pretty confident in my parenting skills, her colicky behavior presented some big challenges last time she was with us. I must say that she is truly a different baby now, as her tummy has matured, but she is still kinda cranky.

Mari and Jeremy gave me lots of advice for keeping her happy before they set off for Jer's company Christmas party on Friday night...Pink Floyd, candlelight, the microwave fan, and a shower with her as last resort. I didn't feel comfortable getting in the shower with her alone...there should be back up for that, I think...so we pulled out the as-yet unused deluxe baby tub that fits neatly into the double kitchen sink, has some kind of apparatus for flushing the "dirty" water, and even displays the water temperature. So when all else failed it was into the tub...for about 40 minutes! After that a bottle of mother's milk and down for the count. Magic!

On Monday night the kids went to a friend's house for dinner and a hot tub and I felt much more comfortable...until I remembered that Grandma Jan had taken the deluxe tub (and Lila Blue) to her house that day while Mari and I went shopping. Yikes! Well, call me resourceful...or desperate...but when nothing else seemed to please her she got her second spa treatment of the day. I found the "Bumbo" (another soft rubber miracle) and put it in the kitchen sink, filled it with warm water and voila...sweet, happy baby!

Lila Blue and I were cooing at each other over the changing table when the kids came home and I was weeping tears of joy at how she has grown, what a marvelous little person she is, and the blessings she has brought to our family.

I love you, my little bathing beauty!

For new pix, click on the Photo Album at right titled Lila Blue at Two Months. View slideshow for largest photos.

The Sausage Meisters

For the last few months Eddie has been on a quest to find authentic Argentinian Chorizo, a sausage that he remembers from his childhood in Buenos Aires. We've been to specialty stores in the Bay area, a restaurant in San Francisco, and he's purchased several online. All disappointing.

So, he decided to try and make his own. He found a recipe online and purchased a sausage stuffing fixture for the Kitchen Aid, and then bought a smoker...might as well make Polish Kielbasa while he's at it, right?

Our friend Rick had made sausage many years ago and eagerly signed on to the project. It took a couple of days but the results are authentic and fabulous, and the guys had a great time doing it. Next up...bratwurst, Italian sausage and Portugese Linguica.

Click on the Photo Album link "Homemade Sausage" at right to see it all in process. Chose Slideshow option for largest images.

Pink Whaaattt?

It's been almost two weeks since we've seen Lila Blue, but we've been getting almost daily updates, and the news is all good. She seems to be outgrowing her colic and sleeping better. Jeremy's email to me this morning was filled with relief and delight.

"She is a different baby in the last week!!!!!!!!! Just overall happy. Her little tummy does not seem to be bothering her too much at all. It has been fantastic, and this is what I thought it would be like. I'm glad we made it through the first 6 weeks!"

Mari and Jeremy have worked hard to find ways to soothe and entertain the little sweet potato. Besides "wearing" her in the Baby Bjorn, and long, warm showers with them, music seems to calm her down. I don't know how many of you watched Murphy Brown in the late 80's, but when she had a baby as an older, single mother, she also found that music soothed her child. Much to her chagrin, the baby would only listen to Barry Manilow!

Well, according to Jeremy, Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon works magic on Lila Blue, putting her in a calm, relaxed state. Go figure! Click here to listen to one of her faves...

Breathe by Pink Floyd

Lila Blue's One-Month Birthday

Mari and Lila Blue are staying with us for ten days...so we can spend some time with them...and also to give Mari a hand with what turns out to be a pretty bad case of the colic. Basically, this means that Lila Blue's digestive system has not fully developed and her feeding and sleeping routines are "tore up from the floor up". I find it incredible that a two-week overdue, 10 pound, 9 oz., full head of hair-havin' baby could have ANYTHING undeveloped...but that's what the doc said this morning.

Unfortunately, there's very little one can do except rock, walk, soothe and pat her most of the night. Mari and I are doing shift work and taking naps, and enjoying her happy moments as much as possible. Mari and Jeremy have also become internet experts on colic, but it is a puzzling condition. The symptoms and treatments are all over the board. Today Mari remarked that anecdotal cures range from "I ate 16 edamame pods every day" to "I only made left turns." The one item I read said that child care books do not apply to colicky babies and that "instinctual parenting" is the order of the day...whatever the heck that means!

As for happy moments, there are many. Doctor said today that Lila Blue is gaining weight, well-developed, and perfectly healthy (not to mention beautiful). He also reassured Mari that the baby would survive this and so would she. She loves showers, taking walks and already has a winning little smile.

We celebrated her one-month birthday yesterday, October 17, and can only hope that by her three-month birthday her tummy will have caught up with the rest of her.

Little Doll

I went up to visit the kids for a few days last week. They are all doing great and it was so nice to get into their "baby rhythm", which consists mainly of eating and sleeping whenever you can. I helped as best I could...doing laundry, going out for coffee (decaff soy lattes for Mari), and sorting through baby clothes. We packed up all the "newborn" things -- as she will never be able to wear them -- and moved the 0-3 month items into the top drawer.

There are some new pictures in the "Lila Blue at 10 Days" album at right. Dressing her up is so much fun. As Jeremy remarked "Mari has a real doll now."

More Lila Blue Photos

Lila Blue holds Daddy's hand as she nods off.

The new family went home on Monday and all is well. Lila Blue slept for five hours last night, so Mom is getting her rest and recovering quickly. Jeremy is home for a few weeks and is being his usual "princely" self in taking care of everyone. In case you'd like to see more photos of the birth days...there is a new photo album in the right hand column of this page.

Leaving Lila Blue

I really hated to leave Chico and that precious baby that gets cuter every day, but I'm planning to go back for a week when Jeremy has to return to work at the end of the month. In the meantime I've asked the kids to send me pictures as often as they can. It's amazing how quickly they grow and change and I don't want to miss a minute!

Lila Blue Has Arrived!

After 36 hours of valiant, hard labor, Mari gave birth to Lila Blue at 1:11 am on Friday, October 17. She had to have a C-section as the baby weighed 10 POUNDS and 9 OUNCES! She is almost 23 inches long and has a ton of dark hair, big cheeks and Mari's cupid's bow lips.

Jeremy was in the operating room with Mari and brought Lila back to the birthing room where the nurse weighed, measured and bathed her...and we all got to hold her and ooh and aah over her. Mari is recovering from the surgery and will go home in a few days with the baby. Jeremy is over the moon, as are the grandparents, of course!

We're off to the hospital to visit them now, but I wanted to let you know that the wait is over and all is well.

Monday Update

Mari and Eddie outside the motorhome on Sunday.

Mari’s stress test and exam this morning indicated that Lila Blue will come in the next day or so. Mama is uncomfortable, but the baby is doing just fine and there’s no need to induce labor yet.

Dad is also doing fine…though naturally a little anxious and eager to meet his daughter. In his blog he says, “Dearest daughter; I wrote yesterday that the eviction notice has been served, don't make us send the sheriff.”

Today I'm catching up on some work in my mobile office, and this afternoon I’ll make spicy enchiladas for the kids…maybe that will help get things going!

Thanks to all of you for your thoughts, prayers and encouragement for Mari, Jeremy and Lila Blue. We hope to deliver the good news soon!

It's A Beautiful Morning!

As I’ve mentioned before, one of the great things about RV travel is the people you meet. On our dog walk this morning we stopped to chat with a couple and their two Yellow Labs, and had a lovely encounter with Ellis and Anne Hunter Hamilton, grape growers from Calistoga. Anne’s a painter and she showed me a flyer from a recent show in San Francisco and gave me her business card. I looked for her galleries on the web and saw more of her gorgeous mixed-media, large format paintings. I want one!

They also gave us a bottle of wine from their grapes. Anne’s art graces the label of their Two Dog Vineyard Merlot, one of Richard Graeser’s dog-themed versions. We’ll be saving that bottle for a special occasion, and we’ll recall another friendly and generous encounter on the road.

Eddie made us a hearty country breakfast of bacon, eggs, and fried potatoes, accompanied by tunes from Chico’s oldie station. He was rockin’ out, the grease was flying and this crisp fall day got off to a beautiful start.

Discover The Hitters!

This morning Mari and Jeremy went for their bumpy ride on the ridge and then a long walk. When they returned she called to tell us that she was having some serious contractions and she thinks she’s really getting started!

We’re going for manis and pedis this afternoon and tomorrow morning she’ll get another exam to see where she’s at. So, once again, we’re still waiting!

A Testing Day

We spent Friday morning at The Birth Day Place where Mari had an ultrasound to measure the baby and take another look at her position and condition. Her head is down, she is eagerly sucking her thumb, and they estimate her weight at around NINE POUNDS!

Next they did a fetal heart monitor test to determine if she is under any stress. Apparently not, as she seemed to be napping the entire time. It seems she is still quite content IN THERE and not quite ready to join us OUT HERE.

The nurse midwife discussed inducing labor, but Mari and Jeremy are reluctant to mess with Mother Nature, and I think they've made the right decision. Instead, they plan to go on a bumpy truck ride in the hills tomorrow and see if that has any effect.

We made the kids some "comfort food" for dinner tonight...tuna noodle casserole with potato chip topping...and they are planning to get a good long night's sleep. Eddie and I are going to do some housekeeping and fuddy-duddying around the rig tomorrow. So...we are all still waiting, but life goes on!

Waiting for Lila Blue!

We arrived in Chico on Tuesday to await the birth of Mari and Jeremy's daughter, Lila Blue, who was due on October 4. She is now about 5 days late, but we're confident she'll come out and join us this weekend.

Her home and nursery are all set up, including the heirloom crib that Eddie built for her. Mari is uncomfortable and a little anxious, but nature has its own timetable, so we're just trying to live in joyful anticipation.

Today Ed is going to make some minor repairs around their house while Mari and I distract ourselves with a little "retail therapy". This evening we'll decorate the porch for Halloween, carve some pumpkins and enjoy the lovely fall weather.

We'll keep you posted!

RV Boo Boo

Yesterday we had a great time at Wildlife Safari, but today started off all wrong. I was finishing up some work at my desk while Eddie was readying the rig for the next leg of our journey north. Suddenly I heard him scream my name. I got to the door just as he was coming up the steps holding his finger together…literally. I didn’t look closely, but I could see that the end of his right index finger was sliced through just behind the nail bed and hanging at a very odd angle. I grabbed a towel, asked him to apply as much pressure as he could, and got him into the tow car.

At the emergency room in Roseburg, about 30 miles from here, they quickly numbed his finger and an excellent ER doc with many years of experience reconnected his partially severed fingertip while he and Eddie laughed and talked about the hazards of RVing. In this case, the injury was caused by a slide-out tray in one of the storage bays that, if pulled out in a certain fashion, can catch your fingers in the guillotine latch of the coach's basement door. It seems that Country Coach discovered this hazard a few years ago and offered owners a retrofit system that would prevent “finger pinch” injuries. At the time, Eddie didn’t see the need for it so he never had it installed…much to his chagrin this morning, when the pinch turned into a big bite!

He has a pretty serious injury…compound fracture of the bone, damage to the nail bed and a slice around his finger that left less than 1/8 of an inch of flesh on the pad of his fingertip. He is on antibiotics and pain meds and is being a good sport, but we are playing the rest of this trip by ear…or by finger, if you please.

Mountain Goat Golf and Sourdough Hotcakes

Eddie and John spent most of the week putting a new window into an old wall at John's house. Although Eddie brought some of his toughest power tools with him, it took much longer and was much more difficult than they had anticipated. I did a little work from the RV, but Jan and I managed to golf twice at the Myrtle Creek Golf Course. I wouldn't go so far as to call it a goat track, because it's in pretty good shape...but I WOULD call it a mountain goat track, with more side hill lies than I've seen since France.

Jan hadn’t played in more than 30 years, but by the second day she was smacking the fairway woods and having a good time. The course winds through a soft mountainous setting with spectacular elevation changes and fantastic views. The layout is rather sinuous, though, and the first day we missed two holes entirely, by failing to find a sharp dog leg left across a cart path on the 5th hole. Instead we found another fairway and played what seemed like an extraordinarily long par 5 all the way to the 7th green. We felt like morons, but the pro told us we weren’t the first ones to make that mistake.

This morning Jan’s cousin George Dawson and his wife Sherry invited us to breakfast of bacon, eggs and George’s famous sourdough hotcakes, served with their home-grown wild blackberry sauce. They both grew up within miles of their 80-acre ranch and are walking repositories of local history and knowledge. Sherry works for the local Indian casino and gave us a little background on the seven families that formed the Seven Feathers Band of Cow Creek Indians.

George’s sourdough starter is over 100 years old and he sent us away with a crock full of it, and explicit instructions on how to use it and keep it alive. He gave us a recipe collection that ranges from sourdough pancakes to sourdough bread, croissants, carrot cake, bagels and pizza! I’m looking forward to sharing the recipes and some starter with many of you. He also told me I could dehydrate and mail it to friends afar. If you’re interested, just let me know and I’ll send you some next month.

Coach Maintenance

On Sunday night we dropped the girls off at John and Jan’s house to spend a couple of days with them while we went to Eugene for some coach repairs. Our dogs know John and Jan and their two small dogs – Mucha and Oso – and their home is very pet-friendly. However, their pet doors are made for little dogs, not 60-pound hounds. Nevertheless, our girls managed to squeeze in and out … a rather comical sight.

We arrived in Eugene early Monday morning, expecting to unhitch the tow car and stay in a hotel while the service was done. However, like most repair centers, Carrier and Sons provides hookups for water and electrical so you can stay in your rig overnight. We did that on Monday night, after spending the day doing some shopping and visiting the Country Coach factory where “La Casita” was built.

High fuel prices and uncertain economic times have softened the RV market considerably. The fact that several of the largest motor home manufacturers are based in Oregon and that all of them have laid off a lot of workers this year, has undoubtedly affected the state's economy. We haven't seen as many RVers on the road this year, and its small wonder ... with fuel prices being what they are. Here's a recent news item on the subject.



We had to be back at the repair center before they closed at 4:30, so we picked up some supper snacks at a cute little Junction City deli that sells a lot of food imported from Great Britain, including real English toffee and Spotted Dick ... remember the movie King Ralph? Back at the rig, we watched another thought-provoking movie on satellite. Fast Food Nation is a tough story, well acted, and I recommend it … though I’ll never eat a Big Mac again!

The repair center is located in an industrial area of Eugene and our “vista” was of a corrugated pipe factory, so we stayed inside the rig all evening. The only other folks who were spending the night there were five Japanese couples who are on a month-long golf odyssey throughout the West, and had also stopped for coach service. In the evening they went outside and did stretching exercises followed by golf movements.

The next morning we chatted with the men and traded course recommendations. I rather regret that I didn’t follow my first inclination and ask if I could join them the night before. I'm sure that they would have welcomed me, and it would have been such a lovely experience to practice golf swings at sunset in such an unlikely setting.

California to Oregon

Yesterday morning Mari and Jeremy came to the RV park for coffee and goodbyes. It is such a beautiful thing to see them grow into the fabulous parents we know they will be...grow being the operative word!

Then it was time to pack up, unhook, walk the girls and get on the road. Seeing the smoke from the raging wildfires, as well as a few caravans of firefighting trucks, made the journey through northern California less light-hearted than usual. We also saw a line of out-of-state fire trucks and thanked those folks for lending a hand.

We are particularly grateful to the Canadians who are helping fight the Shasta Motion Fire with an amazing water tanker. Here's a video of the Shasta fires and the flying tanker in operation. Its a big download and will take a few minutes, but its well worth the wait!

Martin Mars Flying Tanker

The view of Lake Shasta is pretty grim...now at 92 feet below its high point (photos in new album). In August the lake is usually only 40 to 50 feet below its high water mark. We still saw lots of houseboats and activity, but as the water goes down, features normally underwater are surfacing, and you can see snags, rock outcroppings and entire islands literally popping out of the lake.

Climbing and descending the Ashland grade was exciting and a little hair-raising. I prefer going uphill, whereas Eddie loves going downhill. The 6 degree descent and several runaway truck ramps...not to mention the fact that I feel like I'm HURTLING down the grade...makes me clutch the armrests and plant my feet against the dash.

The gold of northern California changes to green just past the Oregon border and the temperature drops almost as suddenly. We arrived in Canyonville at the Seven Feathers RV Park in the late afternoon, and our friends John and Jan met us and helped us set up. After coachside cocktails and then feeding, walking and bedding down the dogs (leaving Animal Planet on the TV for them) we headed to Riddle and dinner at John and Jan's house. We ate too much of Jan's excellent spaghetti and she sent us home with killer home made fudge. YUM!

We will be here for about a week. We're having some work done on the motorhome in Eugene, Eddie is going to help John do some work on his house, and Jan and I plan to see some sights and play a little golf.

I've started a photo album, which you can see at the top of the album list at right. For largest photos chose the Slideshow option.

Hasta pronto!

Bad Blogger! Bad Blogger!

A little over a month after our wedding, we’ve embarked on our honeymoon trip to the Pacific Northwest for the month of July. Accompanied by Las Tres Chifladas, we have a few destinations and scheduled visits ... but for the most part, on this trip we will be free to stop and go or stay as we please.

We’re spending our first weekend in Chico with daughter Mari and son-in-law Jeremy, celebrating the 4th and Mari’s birthday. She’s a bicentennial baby and now she’ll be annoyed, because I just told you her age!

Anyway, we arrived Thursday afternoon, set up the rig, and then settled the dogs in before we went to one of our favorite Chico restaurants for a delightful birthday dinner with some of Mari’s dear friends…and ours by association and longevity!

This morning, Eddie set up the grill, chairs and tables (complete with patriotic table cloth) while Mari and I picked up the birthday cake and the fixin’s for burgers and dogs. Shortly after noon Jeremy’s parents, Jan and Craig, arrived with homemade vanilla ice cream and potato salad, and Christy and Rudy brought Anniversary Ale from Chico’s famed Sierra Nevada brewery.

We had a fabulous time chatting, cooking, and chowing down. Before Mari and Jeremy headed home to feed their doggie girls and take them for a run, we went swimming in the RV park pool. As the kids were leaving I headed out on a “nuisance run” with our girls and Mari stopped to take a picture of us with her cell phone. That’s when I realized I hadn’t taken a single picture of our beautiful day!

So here I am, feeling like a bad blogger ... and all I have to post is a picture of the girls bedded down next to me in the mobile office after their last run of the day. I promise to keep my camera on my hip for the rest of the trip!

Hasta manana!

Lana Loves Le Voyage!

Je adore le voyage! Oh! Perhaps you didn't know that we Basset Hounds are of French descent? Mais oui, bien sur!

Well, really, what's not to love about travel? Especially in a motorhome! The swaying, rolling motion and the drone of the diesel sends me right to sleep. Then, when we reach our destination, there are treats, fresh water and a walk through new sounds, sights and smells...très fascinante! And of course there's the endless round of parties, where the grill is always overloaded -- leaving us a bounty of scraps.

Perhaps I enjoy it more than the other girls because, years ago, I was a champion show dog. Trust me...compared to being schlepped here and there in a crate, then groomed and fussed over ad nauseum, only to be paraded around with a bunch of strangers...RV travel is divine!

I heard the humans talking about how well we did and their plans to take us to Puget Sound next summer to reunite with our breeder. Je ne peux pas attendre! (Translation: I can't wait!)

Au revoir!

Halfway Home

On Wednesday afternoon we were surprised and delighted to see Glenn and Isabella’s rig pull into the park, and very happy that we could spend a couple of days chatting, eating and drinking great wine together. Isabella is from Poland, so she and Eddie have a great time talking about favorite childhood foods and singing Polish songs (that typically happens after some great wine).
My favorite is their rendition of the Polish National Anthem (click here and make sure your speakers are on).

Today we pulled out of the park around 10 am, knowing that there were high-wind warnings in the desert. In Mojave we had an incident with one of the awnings and Eddie had to pull over and get out to check on it. He estimated the winds were about 75 mph. It was a bit hairy, but we limped into Bakersfield and are all settled down for the night.

Aside from that, our ride was pleasant. The desert floor is covered with tiny blooms and new baby tumbleweeds. We also saw lots of blooming Joshua Trees…very Dr. Seussian. There are some more desert photos at the end of the All Dogged Up photo album.

Tomorrow we will pack up early and try to get home by noon so we can unpack, set the girls free and enjoy a quiet weekend. It’s been a wonderful vacation and I am glad you’ve all enjoyed the “dog blog”. I think Lana will have something to say tomorrow :-)

Piper's Pet Peeves

Now they’re calling me Greta Garbo because I don’t want to come out of the coach. They KNOW I hate traveling and they must realize how much I miss my home. Sippie and Lana are perfectly happy lounging on the patio, but I only go out for walks. I must admit we’ve met some cute new dogs, there are lots of interesting new smells, and everyone thinks we’re adorable. Nevertheless, I want to go home.

Daddy feeds us the same food we have at home, but I am terribly constipated! I know its neurotic, but my entire system is whacked by travel. Mommy has been feeding us rice and that’s helped a bit, but I can’t wait to get home.

The other thing that annoys me is that stepstool we have to use to get in and out of the rig. The other girls don’t mind, but I am afraid I’ll get my toes caught in one of the slots. So I go up and down as little as I can, and just hope I don’t break a nail! You would think they could fix us up with a ramp. I mean, come on, look at these short legs! I will be so happy to get back to our pet door at home.

Boof!

Celebrating June’s Second Ace!

After a couple of years trying to master the very unforgiving golf course at this resort, June has transferred her enthusiasm for the golf course to the tennis court. She now takes lessons once a week and practices several times a week. Still, she went out after her 2-hour tennis lesson to play a round with her husband Tommy and me. She had a great session this morning on the court, and it seems she carried her eagle-eye coordination to the golf course.

At the third hole she drove the ball to the fringe, where it made a hop and rolled straight into the cup. She actually SAW this one, her second hole-in-one. I am thrilled that I was able to witness it, as was Tommy. I am sure he will have her second trophy made shortly, and I hope I can play this game as well as June when I’m 64!

For more photos of this moment, check out the last few photos on the All Dogged Up photo album.

Girls are doing well, although the resort folks asked us to take down our pet fence today...aaargh! RULES! No matter...they now know their territory and stay close to us when they are not on the leash.

After golf with Tommy and June this afternoon we visited our Morgan Hill neighbors, Don and Beverley, and had cocktails on the patio of their desert home at PGA West. Yummy poo poos, great conversation and spectacular views!

Then we came home and got acquainted with our new RV neighbors from Vallejo who have logged HUNDREDS of thousands of miles over the last few years. A few nights ago we hung out with a couple from Alaska who winter in Mexico, and exchanged email addresses, travel tips and experiences. I can see how this lifestyle could open a lot of doors to new friendships and adventures!

Hasta pronto!

Greetings from the Desert!

We broke up our trip by spending the first night in Bakersfield…just 4 hours from home...and the girls were traveling troupers. Piper claimed the sofa, dug in her paws and stared stone-faced at the highway the entire time. Lana sacked out and slept through the journey. Sippie lay down under my feet with her head under the chair and pretended it wasn’t happening.

They have adapted remarkably well. We arrived at Outdoor Resorts on Sunday afternoon and Eddie set up their “pen” outside the coach, so they can go in and out as they please…though they love their new beds and spend most of their time snuggled down. We are also taking long walks around the resort. The majority of the folks here travel with dogs, but few have THREE big dogs, so they inspire lots of smiles and conversation.

The weather is beautiful and we have a gorgeous view of the golf course and waterways. I am working for a few hours every morning while Eddie does errands and coach maintenance. We have been hanging out with friends Tommy & June at their new “improved” lot on the water, golfing, swimming and just relaxing. I’ve taken a few photos and they are posted on the new album at right…titled All Dogged Up. To view large photos choose the slideshow option.

Sippie Speaks

Today Mommy took us to the "pet spa" to get us ready for our trip to the desert tomorrow. Daddy has been busy for days, getting La Casita ready for our journey, and we've been hanging out inside with them...testing the couch, finding the fridge and sniffing everything out.

I'm the oldest, and the alpha, and I have actually traveled in the motorhome before, so I get up and down the steps quite easily, in spite of my short legs, thank you very much! Lana is a bit of a klutz and she needs the portable step to make it up, and Piper is afraid of the step stool, so she cries until they (the humans) remove it. I'm sure they'll get tired of that and make her get up on it. On the other hand, I heard Daddy mention something about re-engineering the step for her.

I got into a bit of trouble this afternoon....I lost my collar after I got home from the groomer. Daddy looked for it everywhere and threatened to haul me in for questioning, but he is all bark and no bite. He finally found it in the guest bedroom and it looks like I'm off the hook.

Well, here comes Mommy. I'd better get off her computer or I'll be in even MORE trouble.

Woof!