Hey pupsters!
I had an AWESOME weekend and hope you did too! When two of my favorite people got here on Friday from Munich, Steffi & Steffen, they brought me an awesome new toy. Unfortunately it was not really tug of war friendly and we broke it a couple hours after they gave it to me. Although the monkey has two less limbs now, I think he’s better off this way.
I got to go to the parade on Saturday but then some old ladies in white pants came and stood in front of me. They totally blocked my view and I was going to give them some kisses and nudges to let them know I had been standing there…but dad said I’d overstayed my welcome and freaked out enough people on the street so it was time to go home. To be honest, although I REALLY wanted to go to the parade at first, I realized it wasn’t as cool as I thought when we go there. SO many people and really not all that fun for me to just have to sit or lay still and not dole out kisses to everyone. When we got back to the farm I was quite happy to just lay in the courtyard and nap until everyone came back. Playing hostess is never any easy job.
Then the most terrifying thing happened on Monday night. I was laying outside in the courtyard, taking a little nap and all the sudden I heard this HUGE BOOM! Frantic and on the verge of panic, I rushed to the front door and let out my most pathetic “please help me, something is about to attack” yelp.
“It’s just the fireworks starting, Newf,” mom and dad told me. “Remember how much you liked them a couple years ago when you saw them flashing in the sky?”
To tell you the truth, at that moment, I remembered NOTHING about them being pretty. I was certain we were being invaded. So I did what any big, strong, powerful dog would do and hid myself under the legs of mom and dad as they sat on the couch. I considered getting in their laps but they’re not so fond of that anymore. Something about me being too big?? I don’t have a clue what they mean; they’re constantly telling me what a small Newfie I am. How can I be both big AND small?? Crawling under the couches was another option I considered but I could barely even get my snout under them. I think we need to redecorate with some more Newfie friendly options in the living room.
I guess I should just be happy that the humans didn’t actually go outside or get close to the attacking thunder. They were even talking about taking the baby! Can you imagine?!! Their lives could have been in danger and I would have been nowhere around to save them. My heart is racing just thinking about it.
I have to go lay down again and meditate. I’m still a little worked up that the booms could start again. I even slept upstairs in the hallway for a while to make sure we were all safe. You just never can be to sure.
Happy sniffing!
Ayla
