Lazy Days of Summer

I have heard it called “the dog days of summer”. I am not sure why though. It’s always when it is hot out and we dogs are not thrilled with intense heat. That being said I have to say that I am completely loving this summer. The weather has been fantastic and only one thunderstorm and it wasn’t even bad enough for me to lose my mind (like I normally do). Since my little one is away at her Grandmothers for the entire month of July and my dad has been working out of State on a big project, it’s just been me and my mom (well, the pug is here too but that’s ok). I have gotten in a ton of “mommy and me” time. We take walks, we cuddle, I get treats, we cuddle, mom throws the octopus (my FAVORITE toy), we cuddle…….I am loving July. Now if someone would come and remove this dang cat from the house it would be the best July in the whole history of July’s. I tried to sell it on Ebay but since my mom has to type for me I cannot be sure it actually got listed. Anyone feel like checking for me? Here is to a great, super fantastic July and paws crossed that August will be like this too. WOO HOO.

My Chair

Well, its almost July and the month wouldn’t be complete without a visit to my emergency room. It really wasn’t my fault but my mom (after she was sure I was OK) was rolling her eyes at me so much I thought they were going to get stuck. Anyhoo, I have this chair that I like to lay in on the front porch. I am more human than dog therefore my bum should never have to touch the ground. I am in this chair all of the time. Well, I am a big dog. I weigh a lot and I am very VERY strong. So, this chipmunk has the nerve to go running by me while I am in the chair. What the heck? Well, I proceeded to launch myself off of the chair in wild eyed chase mode and I seem to have gotten tangled up on my way to eat the chipmunk. I leaped out of the chair, legs and arms got stuck and I face planted straight on to the front concrete stoop. Luckily my mom was standing there and saw it all. She rushed over to me, made sure I was awake and then she gathered me up (yes, she actually did pick me up and carry me to the car) and away we went to the hospital.

No broken bones or teeth but I have a pretty good gash in my leg and my face. I busted my cheek up a bit on the inside and mom has to flush it out with water daily but other than that I should be just fine.

Only problem is that mom took away my favorite chair. Now what am I going to lay on?

Any of you have a chair or two you can spare?????