A Word from Russ

Russ here. I heard about this blog thing and wanted to share my side of the story.

Woke up at 6:30 and laid on Mom’s back. I can’t understand why she said she couldn’t take me out until I got off. By the way, we are at our cottage, something about frozen pipes and money. I like the cottage but wish the cats were here. The cats are fun.

We had breakfast. I like my sister Sara’s food better than mine. We went outside, man is it cold. Mom sure likes these flying things called eagles. She keeps counting them and I don’t get it.

7:30 the baby came. I like the baby but I can’t understand why they tell me “leave it” when I am kissing him.

Mom filled the water bowl again, boy do I like playing in the water bowl. Why does she keep telling me no when I just want to play. She muttered something about it being genetic and I get it from my grandfather. If he likes water as much as I do maybe we could play sometime.

I played with the baby’s toys, Mom said no. So I waited until she was busy with the baby and took her shoe. When she found me, she kept muttering something about her favorite Teva water shoes. I didn’t get it.

Long morning so I took a nap for an hour or so. Baby was sleeping too so Mom worked on her computer. She kept muttering about the keyboard. I don’t get it—the thing still works.

Baby woke up so I did too. Oh time for lunch, I love baby food. Mom said no, so I waited until she left the room to clean the baby’s face and finished off the carrots and chicken. I do love baby food, but vanilla custard is my favorite.

Mom made some noise about putting me in my crate because I was being a pest but I knew it was just noise because she doesn’t have my crate here. She did lock me in the bathroom yesterday while the vet was here. It was something about drawing blood, thyroid and me being a pest. I didn’t get it I was just trying to free Sara.

Mom keeps saying leave it whenever I get near the baby’s toys. Jesh is she being strict.

The baby took my bone, but Mom finally told him no! I won the bone.

We went outside again. It was not as cold. Mom didn’t think it was funny when I wrapped her up in the leash. She muttered something about breaking a bone.

Stole Mom’s slipper but she caught me this time. Darn.

Mom also didn’t think it was funny when I stole the baby’s diaper. Funny she didn’t think much of that trick on Monday either.

Mom said it was time to work on obedience training. She is absolutely obsessed with this sit/ stay stuff. She said we were going to learn a fun trick called “shake”. As long as there are treats involved—I’m in.

I got some good barking in. There are lots of dangerous thing on the canal—geese and ducks mostly. Mom says “no barking” Russ.

Mom put the stuffing back in my toy when I just took it out. How rude.

Got to run, Mom just filled the water bowl again…