Tuesday, August 14, 2012

They're Called Weights

Daddy's home! Daddy's home! I must run to the window and bark to let the world know! "WOOF!"

Mommy always tells me "No. Stop. Flex no." but I'm just bursting with excitement about Daddy being home. Maybe today he'll lie in the floor with us again. Wait...I have to go outside. I must run to the door. Come on, Daddy! Let me out...what's taking you so long? "Woof!"

YAY! Daddy let me and Kita out. There's a bird. I love running. "Grrrrrr" Darn. It flew away. There better not be anything else in my yard. Oh, Kita's over there. Let me go see what she's doing. I like to smell her butt.Oh, I gotta pee. This is a good spot...need to cover that smell.

Daddy's snapping his fingers, time to run inside - gotta be first - and get a treat. He always gives us crunchy treats. Mommy gives us chewy treats. It takes me longer to eat Mommy's treats. If I eat mine quickly enough, I can help Kita eat hers. She's slow...but it seems to me that maybe she's getting faster, because I don't seem to be getting as much of her treats as I used to.

Daddy's getting those funny things out; that means he's gonna lay on the floor with us! YAY! It always makes me hungry when he lays on the floor. Wonder why. Gotta sniff his head. I don't get to do that very often. Lick it...salty. Yum. He yells at me to look out, but I know he needs me to be near him in order for him to be able to enjoy laying on the floor with us. He takes those funny things in his hands and moves them all over - picks them up over his head. It makes him grunt and sweat a lot. Kita likes to lick his legs. Not me, I focus on his face. Gotta let him know how happy we are that he's on the floor with us.

Sometimes I sit and watch him move those things around. If he's trying to get them to stay in the air, he's got more of a challenge than he might think. I've tried to stay in the air to lick Mommy's face while she's standing at the front door, but I haven't figured out how to do that yet.

"WOOF!" What was that noise? Gotta run to the window...jump up on the chair. Gotta see what's out there. Let them know I'm here. Poor Kita doesn't know how to jump up on the chair. Daddy's not getting up off the floor. "WOOF!" Maybe he didn't hear me the first time. Doesn't he know there is another dog out there??

Food.

Oh, look, there's water here, too. I think I'll have some.

Mommy sits on the couch while Daddy moves those things around. He moves them while he stands, then he lays on the floor on his back. He's not scratching his back on the floor, so I don't know why he likes to lay on his back so much.

I think I'll bite Kita's cheek. Wish there was a blanket here. I like to sneak up on her under the blanket. She never sees me coming that way. HA!

Daddy's laying on the floor still. Maybe he needs another lick on the cheek. Or maybe his lips are dry. Oh, maybe there's food on his lips! I better go check. Ouch! He hit me with that thing he's lifting and moving around. He yelled at me to look out again. Why do I have to look out? He's the one who should look out!

I jump over his belly. HA! I'm too quick for him. He doesn't seem to want to play. Why else would he be on the floor? Kita likes to just sit and watch him. She's weird.

Oh, look. Food!

I just don't understand Daddy sometimes. Now he's laying on the floor. Now he's sitting. Now he's laying on the floor. Now he's sitting. Some game I guess humans play. Maybe I'll sit at his feet and lick his face each time he sits up. He'd like that, I bet.

He sure is breathing hard. And all that yummy sweat...where do I begin? He made himself taste yummy just for us. He's such a good Daddy. I love him so much. He's standing up now. Time to chase him. Oh no! He's gone into that room where I get all wet and stinky. They say I smell "Good" when I come out of there, but I just need to go roll in something that is really good smelling out in the yard after that. That "good" smell is just too icky for me. Don't wanna follow him in there. For some reason, he likes it in there. Goes in there all the time. Silly Daddy. I think I'll go check on Mommy  now. She probably misses me terribly. Bye.

1 comment:

  1. Is your dog really that A.D.D.? :) Loved it!

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