Naughty Monty

I said I'd tell you about naughty Monty so here goes.  When we were over at the beach and Dad was halibut fishing Mom decided to take us both up to Granny's to fix dinner.  She didn't put Monty's crate in the car and he jumped up and just laid down next to mine so the trip up was no problemo.  When it was time to come home he would not get in the car!  I even went into the front seat so he could have my crate but no, no, no, Monty would not get in. She almost gave him to Granny!  Mom had to walk him down the hill, past Brodie the barking dog, and then climb back up the hill to get me and the car.  Boy was he in hot water!  Mom was thinking about getting him certified to be a Reading with Rover dog because he's so good with kids but that's out the window.  Dad can lift him in the car to go but Mom can't lift him in the car to come home.  He'd have to stay and that would make me very sad.

on the deck at the beach

I've had a rough month as far as medical stuff goes. Thursday I got spayed...whatever that means. All I know is that I stayed overnight at the vet's office which is a nice place because they all think I'm really cute. What can I say? Mom said it would make my life easier, her's too. Only problem is I can't wrestle with Monty for awhile. The beginning of the month I went to see a neurologist. Isn't that a big word! Bet you didn't know there were those kinds of doctors just for dogs. I've had this twitching for awhile now and Mom and Dad wanted to find out what was going on so I had a bunch of tests done. Not all of them have come back yet but we're just going to live with it and concentrate on what they call "a good life". I'll go for that!

another fountain

This week the Porti Club is having a match in Snohomish so Mom is going  

naughty Monty

to help out. She said I could go too so maybe I can meet some of the people she tells me about like Auntie Ann, Mandy, Sarah, Sandy and all their dogs. I'll finally get to see some of my kind. Then, on Thursday, we get to go back to the beach. Mom said I won't be able to run with Casey yet and I can't get my tummy wet until my incision is all healed. I'll be careful. Unlike Monty, I LIKE to go in the car. We usually go neat places.

                                                    

  Waiting for the sunshine to come back!!

Juno

                                 



Let's Catch Up



playing with Monty

 I have to apologize because I haven't had Mom write for many, many days.  Like she doesn't have anything else to do.  Well, let's see.  We are at the beach but Dad has been gone for a couple of days to catch something called halibut.  Mom told me that was a big fish.  Fish is good...I've been having some salmon with my meals and that's yummy...after all, I am a water dog.  Dad gets home late tonight and I'm sure he'll let me out of my crate to greet him, I just know he will call me "wiggle butt".







yum, yum

Speaking of eating...I've really started to chow down...Mom says finally!  I think it started when we went up to Granny's for what they call "a little drink and hors de overs" ( that's a treat).  Granny kept slipping me some crab/artichoke dip and boy was that good! I'm getting liver and the juice from cooking it in my dinner as well as Tyrell's canned food.  Sometimes, lots of times, we get ice cream if Mom remembered to get the stuff without chocolate.  Granny felt my ribs and back and said I was getting fatter.  That Granny is funny!  I usually go with Mom to help fix her dinner and last night I climbed up on her sheep chair.  I call it that because of the pillow...see it in the picture.  Anyway, Mom was ready to go and Granny told her to go out the door, leave it open and see how long it took me to figure out where she was.  Wadda ya think!!  I told you I was smart...probably about 2 seconds.  I can be fast when I want to.



sheep pillow chair




a lot of water



The weather was really nice for a couple of days so we had several beach walks which made me thirsty...notice the fountains.  We went down to Casey's a couple of times but he wasn't home.  They haven't sold their house yet so maybe next time we go he can play.

Next time I'll tell you about naughty Monty!

                                              All for now,

                                                                               Juno