June 20, 2018

Hello my peeps!

Woof! Woof! Grr! WOOF!  Ok, fine, I’ll let mom translate.  It would be easier if you would just learn to speak dog!   What is this cabin clean up thing you speak of?  Mom said I was in the way while making the bed.  I was sleeping. Or pretending to sleep, I did ask for a belly rub before she covered me with the blanket.  Then I decided to wait her out.  Why did I have to move?  What is the point of making the bed anyway? 

How was your day?  Mine was pretty good- I did some runs of the yard, barked at dogs that dared to walk past our house, barked at Larry, you know, the usual. To top it off I was pulling on the leash to protect Mom & Dad from wildlife on their walk and they put me back in the house and said, “you’re not following the Doggie Behaviors for Walks.”  I guess I don’t get a cookie out of this…

Mom showed me the pictures of you “not having any FUN” at camp. She said she was glad the postcard from Louie arrived and that Papa and Gramma got a letter from Josh!  That’s pretty awesome.  I love the mailman, except when I’m trying to defend my turf (the front door).

I’m currently supervising Dad while he is putting the last few plants into the garden.  I was trying to get a taste of some strawberries or some lettuce greens, but Dad has sent me back to the porch.  So I came in to help prewash the dishes in the dishwasher.  See that could be a good job for me up at camp.  I bet there are plenty of plates to lick clean before going through the dishwasher!

Hope you are having a great day!  

Love,

Ivy