Music Festivals & Dog Camp

It's a tail-wagging, lying-on-my-back, can't-get-enough-rubbing, day in Lyons, Colorado. Mum and Dad picked me up from dog camp yesterday and boy was I glad to see them. It wasn't that camp was bad, but there were no walks and no one to snuggle up with at night. They explained that I couldn't go to the Folks Festival with them and that they wanted me to be somewhere safe, but I sure did miss them.!

But now we're on vacation and camping at a wonderful place right on the river. The place is full of squirrels, which I have to be on full alert for all the time we're in camp. Last night a raccoon came by and parked itself in a tree right above my tie-out. I love it here! A couple of times a day, Mum and Dad take me to the dog park just up the street. It's also on the river and there's lots of grass for me to roll around in. I've made lots of friends already. Jed, the German Shepherd puppy, has latched onto me and tries to follow me everywhere I go. He's only 9 weeks old, so I can easily shake him off when he starts to be a nuisance.

Kona and Daisy, a couple of Golden Retrievers, were taking their walk this morning in the park where we are camping. The place is just full of great dogs and places to run. I think I never want to go home. I'll let you know if I can persuade Mum and Dad to move up here. I'm working on it, I promise!

The Little Dogs Laughed...

No time to write much this week. I've been too busy playing with my pal Monty. Here's a photo of us, though, that Mum took when we were both having a good laugh.

Out of the doldrums

Things have suddenly gotten a whole lot more interesting around here. I managed to chase a deer and two coyotes yesterday when Mum took me out on the afternoon walk. She was none too pleased and spent a long time running after me and calling me back, but when the opportunity is there like that, I just can't pass it up. Those coyotes can get very cocky and I never know when one of them is going to sneak around behind me and take a nip, so I have to make myself look really big, puffing myself out and jumping around barking in my deepest voice. I gave those two a good run for their money.



I also heard that Monty is going to be paying us another visit next week, while his folks go away for a week. That will mean lots of romping in the house and trying to tear apart those new toys Dad brought home for me last week. I haven't done a very good job so far of pulling that white stuff out from inside them, but I know when Monty gets on the other end and we start pulling, we'll soon have those things in shreds.

We've been to the creek a few times recently, which perked me up no end. I found some smelly raccoon droppings to roll in (I SO love that smell!) and was particularly pleased with the way I got it spread around my neck - nice and even, and worked right into my collar. It lasts longer that way. I can never understand why, but Mum and Dad don't have the same appreciation for those kind of smells. As soon as we got home, Mum got out the bucket and soap and starting scrubbing away at me.



Tomorrow night we're off to a barbecue with Babushka's folks. I haven't seen her since before her trip to the kennels, so I'm looking forward to catching up.