Water Torture

It happened again. Yep. Mom decided that I had to have a nasty, no-good, torture-filled BATH.

I hate baths!!!

But this time, the torture was doubled. After Mom drained the dirty bath water, she REFILLED the tub and gave me an oatmeal bath, too! I gave her a dirty look...

I was not happy. She said I needed the oatmeal bath because of my itchies from my allergies. I don't agree. I'm already itchy...why torture me with water?!

After the bath, Mom kept me captive in the bathroom while she tried to blow-dry my furs.

I grabbed my squeaky penguin to keep me company, while watching at the gate.

When I was released from my prison, I took out my frustrations (and dried my ears) on my penguin.

After that, I hid under the blanket on the couch.

I did NOT want to end up back in that bathtub...

Washing Grandma's Car

Guess what...Mom and I went to see Grandma again this past weekend! This time I took my new Snoopy with me. I played with him in the car.

Snoopy makes a great pillow for naps, too!

While we were at Grandma's house, Mom and I went for a ride in Grandma's car.

"Yep...corn. That means we're near Grandma's house!"

We took Grandma's car to a car wash. I kept close watch on the action outside of the car.

"What the heck is all of that noise?!"

The car wash scared me a little. I'll admit it.

And I kept watching outside to see if those washer things were about done.

When we left the car wash, I was super tired. I could barely stay awake on the drive back to Grandma's house.

Grandma was super happy that Mom and I washed her car. And I had fun, of course, romping in Grandma's yard, too. I love visiting my Grandma! Mom and Grandma did some other stuff over the weekend, but the car wash was the "highlight" for me, I think.

On the ride back to our house, Mom said I acted like a drama queen. I panted like crazy most of the drive because the sun made me hot. I couldn't help it! Mom even had the air conditioning going full blast on me, but I was a panting fool anyway!

Well, when I wasn't using Snoopy for a pillow, of course!

Taking Snoopy Home

My cool neighbor gave me a huge squeaky Snoopy toy the other night! I took off with him, carrying him home as fast as I could go.

Mom made me slow down so she could catch up. She didn't get that I was in a hurry to get that Snoopy home!

He was a little hard for me to carry...

...but I didn't let that stop me!

In this picture you can kinda see the dead grass that was collecting on Snoopy's head during the trip home...

I had to jump up on the building stoop with Snoop! Nice action shot, huh?

I leaned Snoopy up against the door while I waited for Mom to open it.

Had to lick my lips and rest my jaws while I was waiting on Mom to open our door, then, too.

Sadly, Snoopy suffered some road rash on his snout and ear from his trip to my house. Sorry, Snoops. Mom did her best to get the dead grass out of his ear.

And now that I've got him home, Snoopy is awfully fun to play fetch with!

My New Ride

Mom decided that she needs to get more exercise, and to do that, she wants to go for longer walks. My little legs won't make it on longer walks, though, so that means I'd need to stay home.

But not anymore. Look at what Mom got tonight...

That's right. I've got a new ride.

It's got a sun roof, too.

And it's even a convertible!

I was a little freaked out at first 'cause I didn't understand what the stroller was. But, I did get used to it pretty quickly. Mom's hoping to go for our first long walk together tomorrow. We'll see how this works out...

Weekend at Grandma's

Mom and I went to spend the weekend with Grandma again! Here are my highlights...

I supervised Mom's driving on the trip up to Grandma's house.

I enjoyed being Free-Range Buttons in Grandma's backyard!

I hogged the bed again, of course. And I rolled on some toys. And then I supervised Mom's driving on the way back home.

And then I slept for two days to recover from all of my free-range fun.

Using a Doggie Bed

I love my comfy doggie beds, but did you know that it's not always necessary to curl up inside the bed? That's right. Sometimes you can be just as comfy when you flop on the floor but leave your booty in the bed.

Mom took pictures of me practicing this technique over the last few days...

It's comfy. Trust me.

In Fine Form

My allergies make me feel icky, so I haven't been playing quite as much lately. One night last week, though, Mom said I was in "fine form." I have no idea what that means, but I'm guessing it means "cute" or "extra snorty."

Anyway, Mom took these videos when I was in "fine form" and playing...