bowl of chowdah

Welcome back.  I actually lasted another week!  The good thing is my Mom and Dad never stay mad for very long.  It took some time, but I have managed to wrap them around my l'il ol' paw!

To say life in Chowdahville has been a little rocky would be an understatement.  I overheard Mom and Dad talking about how they think I am always testing them.  They're probably right. 

Let's start with Monday.  You know what that means... Puppy School.  It's hard enough to be going to school at a mere 5 months old, but now my Mom says I am getting too heavy to pick up and put into the car.  I beg to differ.  I am tipping the scale at a svelte 30 pounds.

Mom asked me why I can jump on all the furniture but I can't jump in the car. 

Guess I'm just testing you Mom.

Here is Mom's lame attempt at making me think it is "fun" to jump in the car.  

End result:  Mom hurt her back.  You can guess who got blamed for that one!  

I am very proud to say that I did much better in Puppy School.  It probably has to do with the fact that I have a major crush on my teacher, Miss Paula.  I just wish she would quit telling me to "sit" and just play ball with me!

She is sooooo pretty!

Would it kill her to throw a ball to me once in awhile?!?

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This video pretty much sums up Tuesday.

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Wednesday and Thursday are a bit of a blur.  All I remember is my Mom's face.  Who knew Mom didn't want me to bring 2 dead sleepy birdies and 1 mutilated under-the-weather mouse into the house?  I thought she would be proud of me for bringing home dinner!

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Even though I hit a few speed bumps the previous couple of days, Friday was a whole new day.

It started off great!  My Dad took the day off from work and before  I knew it, a water park appeared in our backyard!  There are many advantages to having ancient slightly older parents.

I knew I lucked out when I got this Mom and Dad! 

And we even played Frisbee too!

This is where this incredibly fun day came to a screeching halt.

The first speed bump came along about a half hour after Mom and Dad went back into the house.  

Note to self:  a blow-up pool is not a chew toy.

The second lesson I learned came about an hour later. I realized that I am not a magician.

  I should never again try to pull a cocktail napkin out from under  my Dad's glass of wine.

Although it was early, the evening ended pretty quickly after that.  Before I knew it, I was back in the laundry room and Mom was running around looking for club soda.

It wasn't the best week in Chowdahville, but then again, it wasn't the worst either.  

But it sure was lots of fun!

Don't tell Mom I'm sitting in her plants again!

Happy 4th of July!
Don't do anything I wouldn't do!

Cute... but not as cute as me.