Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Not a Good Day to be a Black Dog

It was hot out today when Dave and I took our last walk. "It's not a good day to be a black dog," is what Dave says when it's sunny like it is today. I guess he's right. We got to the park today and a couple of my buddies were there. I started to run around in the park with them and, boy, did I get hot. Unbelieveable. We stopped for water at the drinking fountain but that only helped a little.

Of course, on the way home, we had to walk up this mountain where we live. I don't understand. I yell at him to carry me, but he just says something about me not being an old dog and that I weigh too much. Sure. Most of the time he calls me his "little black girl" except when I'm tired and want him to carry me. Then 60 pounds is too much for him. Sheesh!

Well, I better go rest up. I know he'll want to go for another walk later. At least he waits until the sun goes down to take me out a second time. Later!

DIVA

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Sharing a Computer

Sheesh! Dave's been so busy lately. He's been on the computer constantly so I haven't had a chance to blog. Not that I've had a lot on my mind to share. Hey, I'm a black lab afterall. We're the canine equivalent to human blondes. Not alot has been going on here. Just my typical sleep, eat, go for walks, sleep some more.

A friend named Paul has been staying with us for a few days. He's a really nice guy and likes to snuggle with me. That's a plus in my book any day. Dave really seems to like having him around too. I like it when dave's happy.

Well Dave wants the computer back, so I'll go take another nap.

DIVA