Merry Christmas

Christmas time at my house is a pretty big deal. My brother Adam comes over early in the morning. Mom and Dad are there, and Lindsey has been around for a few days. It is pretty nice to have the whole family together.



As nice as it is to have the whole pack together, I have to admit I get pretty excited waiting until we get to open presents. Since I am youngest in the family I get to go first. I asked Santa mostly for food this year.



So, I was pretty sure that when Mom gave me my first present it was a big old hunk of bacon. YES!

I took off with my present to open it another room so I wouldn't have to share.



But, Dad came and got me and told me that I had to open it up in front of the family.



I didn't care what anyone said I wasn't going to share bacon with anyone.



Turns out, it wasn't bacon. It was a tug toy. Oh well... guess it is nice to have a few of those. I still had a few other presents under the tree.

Second present was a squeaky bowling pin. Heehee... pretty cool.



I started playing with it right away.

Oh man... my third present really made me mad. It was one of those puzzle toys. You know, like a stuffed animal with a squeaker inside. The puzzle is to rip a hole in the animal and take the squeaker out. This animal was one of those cows, kind of like the ones that come near the bark park.



I dropped what I was doing and started working on getting that squeaker out. It took almost 5 full minutes. But, I finally did get in there and rip out the squeaker. Whew... that was a rough 5 minutes. It was fun to solve the puzzle though.

After all of my presents were open. I realized I only got toys, and no bacon, or ham or anything I really asked for. I guess that is what happens when you just send in your list instead of going to see Santa in person. I wish he wasn't so scary.

Gnarly wouldn't come into the room while we were opening presents. I just don't understand how cats work. She was just hanging out in the kitchen the whole time.




It is really kind of sad. Gnarly doesn't even open her own present. Lindsey had to help her.



Then, Lindsey had to stand there and help her play with her toy. Man. I could have have figured out how to play with that all by myself.



I tried to help her play with it, but Lindsey wouldn't let me. Sometimes I like it when Lindsey is around... and sometimes... not so much.



After we opened presents the red dot came out and ran all over the house. Man that red dot really chaps my little furry behind.



I ran all over the place trying to catch it.



It really makes me mad when it doesn't hide fair. It should come out where everyone has a shot at it.



So this day has already been pretty great. I mean one of the best days ever. Then, Mom and Lindsey whip out some roast beast. I've never had roast beast before, but I'm pretty sure that it is one of my favorite foods.



Maybe Santa brought me some roast beast for Christmas.



YES! Christmas roast beast is my favorite food of all time. I knew I would love it. Mom made me sit for what seemed like forever before she gave me any. It must have been like 30 seconds. But, it was worth the wait.

Lindsey wasn't planning on giving me any of her roast beast apparently. I'm just judging from her reaction when she stood up and I helped my self to a hunk of it off her plate. In fact she seemed down right perturbed by the whole thing. But, the Christmas season is for sharing. That is what I always say. So, I just shared some of Lindsey's food.

I had a great Christmas hanging out with my family, and playing with my toys, and chasing the red dot around the house and getting more roast beast than I was supposed to have. I would have to say it was a pretty special Christmas.



And... I hope you had a special Christmas too.

Christmas Wish Lists

Last year Mom took me to see Santa Claus so I could tell him what I wanted for Christmas. That was a bad mistake. Santa Claus is very very scary. In fact my first list is going to be things that are scary, and should never come out around Christmas.

Scary things List

1. Hot Air Balloons - Nothing scarier.
   
2. Bumble Bees - You know how you shouldn't bite them, but they fly in your face and you have to bite them... SCARY!
3. Santa Claus - 'nuff said
4. Ear cleaner and cotton balls... What is the idea of that anyway? Makes no sense at all.

For the things that should always be around all of the time, but especially at Christmas, I have another list.

Things I want for Christmas

1. Bacon
2. Mom
3. Ham
4. Dad
5. Turkey
6. Any random other meat my people are eating.
7. Bacon
8. Treats
9. My sister and brother
10. Mom
11. Doggie cake (its not just for birthdays, it can be for any day)
    
12. Ham
13. Playing at the Bark Park with all of my friends.
14. Playing anywhere
15. Riding in a car to some place fun
16. Bacon
17. Watching Gnarly run away from Dad, who is always trying to pick her up.
18. Catching the red dot
19. Chasing the red dot around the house.
20. Squeeking my squeekiest toy (especially when mom and dad are watching TV)
21. Treats and training with mom and dad
22. Mom
23. My friends
24. Playing
    
25. Dad
26. Bacon

I think that is pretty good list. If anyone is thinking about getting me something for Christmas you might take a look through that list and you should have some pretty good ideas. OH... and make sure you don't pick anything from the top list... Hot Air Balloons... ooooo

"The Terrible Twos" (aka "The Terrific Teens")

My birthday is on Halloween (just one of the many things of wonder about me). It is pretty cool having a Halloween birthday. My Mom's dad, Grandpa G, calls me "Devil Dog", and I think it is because I was born on Halloween, and not because I tripped him that one time we were both going for the Frisbee. Lots of kids in the neighborhood come come over to our house that night to wish me a happy birthday. I bark at them, and Mom and Dad give them candy to thank them for coming over. I sure would like to get some of that candy.

But, my favorite thing about my Halloween birthday is having cake at the bark park with my friends.


Group shot, I'm in the back row with mom, center left of the pic.

A lot of my best friends came out to celebrate


Before we headed out to the park, mom wanted get a a picture of me next to my cake. I love cake.



I don't believe in passing up a chance to eat cake, even if I am supposed to be posing for a picture.




Heee heee... I got a little nibble of the icing



Sam and I were having a joint Birthday party, and Halloween costume party. Sam is turning 7, which is like my mom and Dad's age. And, I'm turning 2 which is really like 14. I like the idea of being 14, but mom insists that I am 2. Whatever, as long as there is cake.


My buddy, Sam in his Super pup costume.

I was dressed up in a bumble bee costume, because bumble bees are very very scary. The only thing more scary would have been a hot air balloon costume.


Me as a bumble bee

There were a couple of other bumble bee costumes, because bumble bees are scary, and make good costumes. These are the only bees that should ever "bee" (see what I did there?) at the park.






Eddie was dressed up in a devil dog costume, which is funny because, like I said before my Grandpa G calls me devil dog, and Eddie is like a really sweet dog. I don't think he would trip anyone going for the Frisbee.


Eddie as 'Devil Dog'

Sandy made a great angel. Just, a word of warning. Do not bite Sandy's ears! She may look like an angel, but when you pull on her ears, she is no angel.



Laney is an official super hero pup. She showed up in her official uniform.



Zoe had a great Wonder Woman costume. I'm not sure if she is an official super hero pup, like Laney, but she sure looked the part.



Buddy had a little black bow tie, with money stuck in around it. I didn't get it. But, all of the people thought it was funny.





It was a great party. Lots of cake. Sam's dad showed up with some puppy cup cakes, and people coffee. Shannon's parents brought hot apple cider (which I heard was delicious, but no one gave me any, even though it was my birthday.)







It was a great time. I almost can't wait until I turn 21...or 3.

Just the best day... EVER!!!!

Mom and Dad stayed home in the morning, that is an indication that it is going to be a good day. But, this day turned out to be a great day!

First we hopped in the car, but we didn't go to the Bark Park. I was a little nervous about that. We don't always end up some place fun. But, this time we ended up in a great place.


Part of the crowd.

We ended up in a cool place called "Carmel". I had never been there before, but Dad kept talking about how Bubs Burgers was just down the road, so I think he had been there once before.


Lucky woman with three beautiful doggies. I'd like to go play at her house.

There were people and dogs everywhere. It was pretty exciting. I met a lot of neat new dogs and people. Everyone that I met told me I am really handsome. Heee...Heee... that is fun to hear. There were treats everywhere. I liked this place a lot.


Sampson, Baxter and Laney

Then to make a great place even better, I ran into a bunch of my Bark Park buddies. There was Sampson, Baxter, Bailey, Laney, Buddy, Blake, and a couple of new friends I just met at the park, Molly and Lucy were there too.


Blake and me.


Laney and Buddy

This place was pretty cool, and we walked up and down and check everything out pretty well. I could have stayed longer. But, Mom and Dad get tired quick. I think it is because they only have the two legs.

But, they said they had someplace else to stop before we went home. I said I was in for whatever they had planned. So, we hopped in the car and we were off again.


Fishers YMCA Doggie Dip

We ended up at the neatest Bark Park in the world. It is called the Fishers YMCA Doggie Dip. I am begging Mom and Dad to join.


Mom talking me into jumping in the deep end.

The first thing Mom wanted me to do was "go swimming". She took me over to where some people and dogs were like in the worlds biggest bath tub. It did not look fun to me. But, mom talked me into jumping in. MISTAKE! "going swimming" is not fun! What is the point of having to thrash around in the water to keep from sinking... No thank you!


Going wading

Luckily they had a wading pool. Now that is what I am talking about! You can run around in there and still keep your feet on the ground. Makes it a lot easier to chase down tennis balls.




Wading is my kind of sport!



My brother from a different mother, Cooper.

Then as if this place wasn't already almost perfect. I found a bunch of my bark park buddies that were here. So, I had some great buddies to play with.


Cooper and Sam


Sam and Boris


Me with neat toy I found.

And... after a while I discovered that some dogs and people brought in things that they apparently didn't really want too much. And, since I wanted them, I just started playing with their toys.



Me checking out some free stuff.

Also, the people would leave their stuff out. So, I figured that meant that I was allowed to use their stuff too. But, after I checked out a few bags, Dad came over and started pushing me away. HEY!!!! It isn't nice to push.


Mom trying to talk me into swimming again.

Mom kept trying to talk me into going swimming again. But, you know... been there, done that... don't want the t-shirt.


Mom stopping me from having fun for a few seconds.

So, it was back over to the wading pool. That is where the fun was at. We stayed until they made us leave. It just the best day ever. I hope we get to go back to that place soon... like tomorrow... or tonight.

And, if all of that wasn't enough fun, we ended up going to the bark park later too... HA!!! man... we should do that every day.

Shannon's Birthday

Some of the gang at the party.

Laney said she was going to moon the camera in the group picture. I didn't believe her, but she did it. Laney is a lot of fun. I'm the beautiful golden dog between Zoey and Sandy over on the left side of the picture.




Another group shot.


If that lady in the pink shirt lowers her hand down about 2 feet, that cake will be mine.

My people are always looking for some reason to have cake. And, I sure don't blame them. Cake is one of my favorite things. Having cake at the Bark Park is like eating cake in heaven, or at least how I imagine it would be.

Shannon is a golden doodle that is like practically my cousin because we are both 1/2 golden. It was Shannon's birthday at the bark park recently. Wow... talk about the best time ever! Shannon must have the coolest people in the world. Because they actually brought out two cakes. OOOOoooo!

It was apparently a record turn out for the bark park. I heard that there were 19 dogs there at one time. And, there were a few that left, and then others came while I was there. So, I think there must have been around 23 different dogs there while I was there. Oh... in case I forgot to mention it, there was also two cakes there.


Another group shot.


One of the best turn outs ever at the park.


Since Shannon and I are like cousins, I figured I was welcome to lots of cake. So, ran down there quick and got my cake. Then, every time someone had a some cake, and they held it down by me... or at least held down lower than I how high can jump, I got that cake also.



Looking for some unguarded cake.

After about my fourth piece of cake I heard some people telling dad that I had already eaten a bunch of cake and they were worried about me getting sick. But, getting sick from cake??!!!! That makes no sense at all. Cake is a good thing. The more of a good thing you have it makes it just that much better. You can't have too much of a good thing. That is what I always say.

Dad leashed me up and held on to me for a while, so other dogs could get their cake... but, I don't know why he did that. I was kind of mad about that for a while.

Since there were so many dogs there I got to see all of my best friends. I always love it when Cooper is there. We played a lot. But, Cooper doesn't like balloons, so he stayed away the area where the cake was, because there was balloon there. I think that is smart. There are some balloons that I stay away from too.



Cooper staying away from the balloon.

Near the end of the party my buddy Murray bet me a dog biscuit that he could jump up and get the rest of the cake. He gave it a good try, but Baily's mom caught him and made him get down. Good effort Murray. I think we can call that one a a tie.



Murray trying to get into the cake box.

Good day at the park again! Looking forward to seeing more of my friends out there, and hopefully one day soon, more cake.