They made a great pile of dirt and then they put a fence around it so I can’t go digging.
There’s got to be a way.
Maybe I can jump over that fence.
I give up.
There’s no way to get into there.
My person’s right. I just can’t jump like I used to.
Wait! What!??
Look what I found!
Now to get rid of the leash.
My trails were really quiet today. Not much going on.
At least after I got far enough away from the noise of the diggers.
I sure hope those diggers leave some of the digging for us dogs to do.
But speaking of dogs, there weren’t any on my trails today – well, besides me, that is.
Or people either.
Like I said, it was really quiet.
Except for this quail.
He was making a lot of noise.
Good thing for him he was too high for me to chase.
But other than the birds—
Hardly anybody knows the secret entrance to my trails.
Wait a minute! What is this Road Closed sign doing here?
This is really bad.
It’s not even a road.
That’s the entrance to my trails!
Oh, this must be why they closed it.
They didn’t want my person to make me wait while she took flower pictures.
But she did it anyway.
***
Well, I guess it’s a good thing dogs are still allowed on the Road Closed.
Because I found out why it’s closed.
My puddle’s back!
It’s been missing for a very long time.
Those Road Closed people must have not wanted anyone else to find it.
I wonder if the water tastes as good as last time it was here.
It’s my ten year Gotcha Day!
Gonna have a party.
Think I’ll play in a puddle.
Or maybe I’ll go play in the snow.
What!!!???
No more snow?
It’s all gone?
Think I’ll celebrate with some treats then.
Hey person, could you put a candle on that treat?
This is ridiculous! My last post right before this one has snow in it.
Right now it’s so hot that if snow showed up it would sizzle away.
So I’m sneaking on the computer while my person isn’t looking and writing a new post.
Besides, today is my blogiversary.
Four years of blogging.
Well, it would have been four years if I’d actually been blogging the last few months.
So, since I haven’t posted since the snow was on the ground, and the kids who live near me are already back in school I thought I’d do a “What did I do with my Summer Vacation” kind of post.
Oh. What did I do?
Oh yeah. I got to hang out some with my little buddy.
It wasn’t me. It’s his fault we’re in jail.
***
And my puddle came back!
And the tadpoles came with it.
I’ve been watching those tadpoles grow for awhile, but for some reason my person won’t let me get in the puddle with them. No fair!
Oh yeah, and there were those two times in the dog hotel when my person went off without me.
But the best time I had all summer was when my person’s friend invited her to go to the creek with her – and then she invited me along too.
There was only one problem.
Next time we need to go to a creek that has smaller sticks.
I made my person go for a walk with me in the rain today.
It was fun. There were streams everywhere.
But I was so startled by one stream that my person actually let me do a blog post for the first time in a long time.
Well, maybe it was because her class got cancelled because there’s snow where her school is.
Anyway, here it is!
My puddle is no longer a puddle.
It has transformed into a stream.
On second thought, I think it’s a bathtub.
It’s got a natural sponge – and bubbles.
Do you think this puddle will get me clean?
Today was a really good day.
Well, it started out good.
My buddy came over for a visit.
We had a great time playing catch – but then, he decided my younger person’s Legos were more interesting.
So I had to drop my ball in the Lego box.
***
That must have gotten his attention…
…because after that he let me take him for a walk.
In the snow.
I don’t know anything about icicles, but this snow sure tastes good.
***
But then my buddy got out of control.
He sent a truck after me.
But a picture doesn’t do this horrible truck justice.
Warning: The following video contains explicit language –
oh, never mind. Only my dog friends will understand what I’m saying.
My buddy deserved some real punishment for this.
So I locked him in dog jail.
And for good measure, I locked Gizmo in there with him.
After all, Gizmo used to be my buddy’s cat before he came to live at my house.
***
Hey, wait a minute!
How did I end up in here too?
A dog just can’t win around here.
Finally, my person is letting me post again.
I posed for so many pictures today that she didn’t know what else to do.
Anyway, this was the best way to end the year – and the only time all year I had snow to play in.
One of my favorite things to do is drag a Frisbee through the snow.
Now where did that Frisbee go?
Here it is!
I found it.
Hey Gizmo, come out here!
This is so much fun!
Are you serious, Gizmo?
There is no way I’m coming back in the house.
Well, maybe – if I can go out the other door and head to my trails.
Hey, who is this invading my front yard?
Looks like some kind of alien or something.
All I can say is, you’d better not be here when I get back –
-or I’m turning you yellow.
Speaking of yellow, there’s got to be some yellow snow around here.
They tell me it carries the best messages.
Nope.
There’s no yellow snow here either.
These snow creatures must have eaten it all.
Hey, what happened to my puddle?
It’s changed.
I guess not everybody likes snow the way I do.
I hope you pop out of it soon, puddle.
Are you coming people?
Come on!
Don’t worry about that puddle.
It’ll get over it.
Finally!
Okay, throw the ball.
I’m ready.
I see that ball.
C’mon, throw it!
What do you mean, our walk is over?
Happy New Year everybody!
I’ve been so busy singing along that I got late with my greeting.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Woo woo!
I’ll be out celebrating all day.
Watch out, you pesky squirrels. Here I come!
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