I want to start my day by sending this award to my pal Mona.
Miss Khyra gave this award to my Momma during Mango Minster. Momma thinks it is because of all the hard work she did, but I know it is actually to acknowledge that she is the Dotty Old Hen of the month.
Well, Mona's mom qualifies since she discovered 97 draft posts in her bloggy! Can you believe it? That's 97 times she started a post and then just wandered away and forgot what she was doing.
I prudently put my stuffies into the laundry basket so that they could go through the automatic washing machine. They are totally covered in slobbers and whatever other gross stuff the RH carries around in his mouth.
Good luck stuffies.
Momma decided that since she was "washing things that she never washes" that it might be a good idea to throw in her winter coat as well.
Huh? It's July! Yes, I think it is safe to wash your winter coat now. And nobody wants to see photos of your laundry, so can we move along?
I maintained guard duty on the stairs down to the wash room while my stuffies were being processed. I didn't want to take any chances that they would fall into the jaws of slobbers.
There. Just like new. Well, except the monkey still seems to be missing an arm.
Not sure how that could have happened.
This is Momma's last day of not working for a whole week and she declared it would be a "Doggie Vacation."
When does my vacation start? See it's almost 9:00 already. Tick tock, tick tock.
Uh oh, I have been snookered. Apparently a Doggie Vacation means a day without spending the usual 4-5 hours focused entirely on ME (OK, with some time for the RH too).
Yes, you heard it right, Momma said she will play in the yard, but other than that SHE is taking a VACATION from walkies and dancing and training and all that stuff. Can you believe it?
OK, so can we at least go out in the yard?
Check out our broccoli plants, they are making yummy food faster than Momma and Master can eat it.
Resulting in the excess going directly into ME!
Time for barn inspection.
It is hard to believe that just four months ago the barn looked like this.
You can see the bad fire by clicking here. There is also a link to the movie of our local fiyah fightuhs discussing the bahn fiyuh (which some of you doggies not from Master Chew Sits seemed to find entertaining).
And then it disappeared completely.
But now the new barn is almost finished and it is even better than the old one (how many times do you get to build something from scratch twice).
Any of you tool time guys out there who want to review the process can see all the barn posts by clicking here.
Master had some pretty stained glass windows made for above the doorways.
And now that the manly tools are here and there is electricity, he can get to work on building the doors.
The temporary fence is down which means I have full access to the barn.
In particular, I can go up on my observation deck whenever I want. The view is great.
A quick tour of the second floor.
Momma recently introduced TENNIS BALLS into our toy rotation. I have been working very hard on my retrieving skills and am getting her to throw the ball for me (at least her arm will get exercise).
Wouldn't you know? Mango (little suck up momma's dog) decided that he wanted to retrieve as well. So I challenged him to a competition. Who is the real retriever on our estate? Here is a movie so you can decide for yourselves.
You can tell by the underwater effects that one of the things that did not happen on this vacation was to buy a real movie camera. Oh well.
Just to show you what is really going on, I am enclosing this brief clip without the nice music soundtrack. Now you see why tennis balls are restricted around here? What a dope.
Alright, what next? How about some bitey face action?
I think that the RH is unaccustomed to actual sunlight given the amount of rain we have had. As you can see, he went totally cracker dog during our playtime. Good thing for me that I am jet propelled and can escape his jaws.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. I do have some moves.
I went to cool off in my substandard pool, but as soon as I got in I had to jump right out again because the water was all cloudy and yucky.
This explains it. Slobber much?
I insisted that Momma put in fresh water for my labraself.
That's more like it.
Drying time. I now have some very advanced roaching moves.
Uh oh, is Momma going back in the house already?
Maybe I am a little tired after all that action. I'll just rest here for a couple of minutes until I am ready to go again.
P.S. Momma says we might be a bit "scarce" next week because she has to go to some dumb work training in addition to doing her usual job and there will be many hundreds of important emails waiting for her and of course since she is doing NOTHING today there will be bills to pay and housework and blah, blah, blabbity, blah, blah. Whatever. I hope they make her do the weave poles about 972 times at her training just like she made me do at agilities this week.