Hello to all my two- and four-legged friends!

The sun is finally starting to peak out from behind the clouds here. And it couldn’t come at a better time because I have to tell you…I’m not a fan of getting my paws wet when I walk through the grass. Sure I love to splash in the stream as often as I can…and sometimes even take a swim in one of the farmer’s rainwater ponds. But getting my paws icky and damp because of rain is just not my thing. Perhaps it’s because I have no choice in the matter…or maybe it’s just the cleanness and freshness of the water that I don’t like. 😉

At any rate, things have slowed down around here since we don’t have any house guests anymore…although I am still keeping mom on her toes because I am so SO lonely. You see, it’s become very obvious to me lately that my prime birth-giving years are quickly slipping by…and I have absolutely no puppies to show for it. Not that I necessarily would know what to do with a bunch of puppies, but we all know motherly instincts usually just kick in at some point. I mean I am incredibly kind to my stuffies…I give them liposuction and everything.

But mom seems to think it’s a bad idea…and if I had to give them all away, I would be terribly sad, too. So I guess I’ll just have to settle for my toys and Mackenzie as stand ins.

Unfortunately, this reality doesn’t make me any more likely to control myself when my hormonal instincts kick in. So I have been a little more crazy than usual lately and I think mom is starting to be at her wits end. I get really picky about what I’ll eat and I howl at my friends from the front door (or if I want to come inside/go outside). I also am extra whiny and I have trouble deciding whether inside or outside is the better place to be. So I guess I can understand why she’s getting a bit fed up with me. Thankfully she always forgives me pretty quickly for being so silly, though.

Over the weekend, I decided it would be fun to build myself a cave. Ok, I didn’t exactly build it…but I did move into it which was a feat requiring lots of wiggling, floor scratching and crawling. I discovered it when everyone was sitting outside around our patio table. Do you see me?

How about now….can you see where I’m hiding?

Just a blur of blackness, right? But you know where I am at least…

If I could have gotten myself deeper into that corner, I would have. Actually, I might have to convince mom and dad to put up some sort of covering around that section so  I can have some peace and quiet. But then I wouldn’t be able to spy on everyone which would be a problem…guess I’ll have to evaluate that idea further.

I actually laid in this corner almost the entire weekend. We had the neighbors across the street over for dinner on Saturday and I was so incredibly thrilled that I actually knocked one of them over when I leaned against her. Ooops. Thankfully, she loves me so she just laughed about it. She’s only 10 so she didn’t have that far to fall.

Anyway, I have to go take a nap now. All this writing has taken a lot out of me.

Until next time, keep your paws dry and your snores loud,

Ayla