Uncle Glenn is home!

Uncle Glenn is home!  Uncle Glenn is home!  He went to visit our homeland in Denver, Colorado.  Right now, I'm just relaxing, glad I can cuddle up with him on this cool, rainy day in NYC.  When Faith gets back from work, I bet they'll share lots of stories.  Do you know what I'll be doing while they gab?  You guessed it:  cuddling up and taking another nice long snooze.

Country Fun!

Faith doesn't even know the fun I had in the country with George, Olga, and George's Grandfather.  It was my own time of walking in a corn maze with my dog-walking friends, sitting on grandfather's lap, and getting some great outdoor smells to savor before the icy New York City winter locks me and Faith indoors.

George dropped me off last night and told Faith he's sending some photos over.  She'll get a little flavor of my weekend away, and maybe she'll arrange for another one someday!!

A Weekend in The Country?

Faith keeps talking to me about something I don't really understand right now.  She says, "George" and "Olga" and "The Country" and "Weekend."  What's really making me perk up is that she's packing up one of those bags that can sometimes mean I'm coming with her and sometimes mean she's leaving me home.  I sure hope "The Country" is something wonderful I get to visit and that if Faith leave me home that "George" and "Olga" will be picking me up.  I like them a lot!  They let me sniff other dogs a lot easier than Faith, who is a bit nervous about my capacity to growl...George uses a gentle voice to tell me he doesn't want to hear it, and I obey. Oh my! Oh my!  What if George and Olga are taking me to The Country?!  What if it smells like this?

  

Danny Kang Zipped In

Faith and I shared a room with this boy, Danny, when she first moved us here to NYC.  Now, Danny comes over to our place sometimes to play.  Faith kept trying to get me to go into this new boxy thing she brought into our home, but I wasn't having it.  The first time Danny saw it?  Jumped right in and asked to be zipped up.  Fine by me, as long as I don't get zipped up in that thing!  Faith assures me that I'll enjoy it once I realize it's my own little safe den.  It will take some more convincing before I'm ready to try it out...

Saturday morning: Inn at the Ridge

Do you see it??  I see it.  Is it a man?  Where's his head?  Faith calls it a scarecrow.  Doesn't look like any kind of bird to me.  Also, Faith refused to let me pee on the tomatoes by the headless man.  Geesh!

Coming soon: Weekend Upstate & Newborn Poodles

Faith tells me I'm going with her this weekend somewhere upstate, but I don't really know what upstate means.  I also hear it's at a bed and breakfast but I don't know what that means either. She showed me this picture of newborn poodles who she says arrived at the b&b about a month ago...

And I DO KNOW what that means!!  Dogs to sniff!  Faith wonders if I will be growly or playful with these little ones (and any other dogs up there this weekend), but I'm not telling.  I don't plan these things out.  I just let my doggy senses guide me -- that's how I roll. Faith will try to be all calm-energy and relaxed, thinking she has some sort of control over me.  While I do try to please her and do what she asks, sometimes she just doesn't know the dog-world things that are going on inside of me and the dogs around me.  We have our own set of social ethics.  I'm good with that.  Faith is learning to be...

Hurricane Irene Tree in Sunnyside

I did what I needed to do with this hurricane Irene tree: peed on the end of it.  It was clearly my territory.  Then Faith has to go and ask someone to take a picture of us.  Can you tell I'm a bit uncomfortable?  I mean really, being held by my person while we SIT on the tree.  That is just not how it's done in dog-world.  I'm a good sport though, and Faith does love her photos, so I dealt with myself.  We went later for an hour long walk around the neighborhood and I got to do my dog-thing -- undisturbed.  

P.S.  I heard the tall, pointy building in the far background is called The Empire State Building.  I've not been there myself, but it gets lit up every night, and we see it on our last walk each evening.