Watch Me Run!

The sun has sunshined up our yard for two days! It's a hallelujah miracle! It's a sure sign that spring is really here. The grass is green and tall even though it was just cut last week, the flowers on the plants that Mom has planted (the ones that Olive Badger has not dug up) are starting to bloom and grow and Mom has been in her veggie garden working on weeding.

I'm not one to judge, but that veggie garden seems to be just one giant weed patch.

Spring is in the air and it is in my step. I'm full of energy.

Watch me run!

I have spent a crazy amount of time these last two days running circles in our yard. Mom says, "Get your toy, Emma!" and I pretend like I'm going to get it, run right to it, but I am actually running to fast to get it. I just breeze past it as I continue my lap, around the yard, through the carport, into the driveway, back to the yard.

I'll get the toy on the next round. When I slow down a little. If I slow down. I'm loving the feel of the wind whipping my ears back.

I love to hear Mom laugh and clap for me, it gets me so excited. I can't help but bark my joy.

Watch me run some more Mom!

The Land Of Plenty....AKA Upstairs

In our house we have a baby gate across the top of the stairs.

We do not have a baby.

Yes, dear readers, that baby gate is actually a Beagle gate and it's meant to keep us dogs from going upstairs!

Our kids have bedrooms upstairs and their bedrooms are full of awesome things and scents. One room is perfect for chew toys, according to my dog sisters. I have never been the kind of dog to chew up shoes or dolls. But the other room has crumbs and stale crackers, and that is the room I'm usually in!

As Sarah Beagle and Olive Badger have left puppy hood behind, the Beagle gate is not always closed. If it's not closed, then you can bet your last dollar that I'm sneaking up there as quiet as a Beagle can be.

Which, turns out, is not that quiet. Mom always knows when I'm up there and calls me down.

That's not going to stop me from trying again! One room just had a movie party in it....teenagers having a party equals food left somewhere for me.

Mom says it's not left for me.....but we all know if if I can get it, then that food was meant to be mine!

You Went WHERE Without Me?

When my Mom and Dad left the other night, I stood in the driveway and watched them drive away. I thought they were just going to the store and that's why they didn't take me with them. I've really loved going on rides lately, and I try my best to give sad puppy eyes to anyone who is getting into a car so they might change their dog free trip and ask me to come along.

But being this is my Mom and Dad, and they know I have two places I love to go (the coffee stand or Grandpa Cliff's house), I was positive if they were going to one of those, or even better, both on the same trip, they would let me get into the car....

I ran out to greet them when they got home, as I always do, but when I got close enough to sniff their legs, I could smell where they'd been.

They went to visit Grandpa Cliff without me!!

They smelled of fields and wood smoke and even more damning, they had cookie breath.

Humph.

I was a little put out, but Mom has apologized and there are promises that I can go next time, when they aren't digging up rhubarb or burning brush......I am going to be extra vigilant with walking my family out to the car and I'm going to practice my sad puppy eyes, so hopefully this will not happen again.

I should be the one with cookie breath!