Can you buy floaties in a pack of four?

Boy "raining cats and dogs" would have been preferable. Last Saturday night we watched our basement go from fun to flood a matter of minutes. The thunder and lightning started early. I was on high alert. I think I paced and barked for at least an hour (no one listened!), when all of a sudden, I heard mom and Joe begin their own style of barking. I ran downstairs to find 2 1/2 feet of water staring at us in the window well (see the line in the picture on the window?). All hands and paws on deck! We ran for every piece of terrycloth we could find and began jamming them in the window wells. It didn't work. The water was just bigger and better than we were. Pack Leader (out of town golfing) sent Superman through the backyard (via the cell phone) to save my family. He did an amazing job.
Note to self ... Pack leaders need each other. Grandpa and Grandma also showed up around 12:30 a.m. to lend a hand. It was crazy! but I knew what I had to do. I escaped out a door and raced through the torrential downpour, dodging lightning bolts, saving my family, from I don't know what, but I was out there! When I finally returned I found out that Tess with mom and grandma went to the ER at 2:30 a.m. for a high fever, Grandpa was in the bedroom trying to wet vac. the carpet, and Superman had flown home in hopes of getting a few hours sleep before having to chase down his trampoline that had flown over to the neighboring cornfield. I thought I saw that thing airborne but in all the excitement I failed to report it. Unfortunately for me I couldn't find a dry towel anywhere! I am happy to tell you that things are quieting down now. I gotta go - weather report is coming on soon.

Isn't she beautiful!

Where do I begin? Her name is Brooklyn. She is a little sassy, but I think I am falling in love.

My family counts!

No really - They are counting all the time! Every time they see each other they announce another number. I think it has something to do with summer but I'm not sure. I first thought they were counting the number of times I have attempted (and been successful might I add) crossing the great divide (the dreaded electric fence line). I have a new friend, but I'll save that for another post. Today I'm pretty sure the counting has to do with school, working, and general stress - I really can't relate so I'll go back to making my next escape plan. Stay tuned!

Do you see me in the pool?

No you don't! Family went on a field trip and left me home - nice

Happy 4th Birthday Lucy - wherever you are...

Have you ever had one of those encounters that you simply couldn't get off your mind? That memory that lingers from your past. The one that crosses your mind when you see a certain color, hear a certain bark, or smell that special smell. I certainly have. It was back in 2004, sometime during the fall, that I spent a couple of the craziest few hours of my life. It has taken me a few years to get over the initial embarrassment and sense of loss, but I think I'm ready to face it and perhaps find some peace. At least that is what my therapist suggests, so in the name of mental health here it goes... Like I said, it was early afternoon on a sunny,warm fall day. I had spent the morning doing my regular puppy type things. I don't do many of those things anymore (sigh). I was about to settle down for a little afternoon siesta (yes, I am taking Spanish) when all of a sudden the most amazing brown eyed, silky furred creature entered my side yard. My heart beat out of my chest, I began to sweat, I began to salivate. I had never seen such a magnificent four legged beauty. Her name was Lucy.
I simply lost control. For the next 4 hours I was out of my mind. We chased, barked, and ran like the wind. It was truly glorious. She matched my every move. She could out run me, out jump me, and even out pant me. I am happy to say that I was the best a drooling. That is perhaps the embarrassing part - When we were done "playing", she was soaked head to toe, but I swear to this day, she had a smile on her face. Then as quick as Lucy popped into my life, she was gone. I only have the memory, which in my old age is fading now. I miss the energy and vivaciousness of my puppyhood, but most of all I miss Lucy.

I got a haircut!

Finally - I was so appreciative I didn't even pee on the groomer's wall this time. Actually it was because I was with the mom. I wouldn't do that to her - BUT...My pack leader now that is another story. He and I enjoy a lot of mental gymnastics. Which by the way isn't easy for him. Oh you also should know I think I'm in love again. Her name is Michelle, I like Kris too. They came to my house last night for Bible Study. I just simply couldn't get enough of their glorious smell. I'm pretty sure I embarrassed the pack leader. He didn't act very Godly when dealing with me. But I guess I will be the bigger man and forgive him for his behavior.
I heard the mom on the phone today talking to my first love - Val! She's coming to Hamilton!!! I can't wait. So glad I got the hair cut. Now I just have to figure out how to get this ridiculous handkerchief off my neck. Bob (the groomer) thinks it looks cute. I think it is just a stupid way to get another $5 from the pack leader. Till next time! Jack