Super Storms!

I always thought the weather in Toronto was a bit crazy:
we used to live downtown and the lightening was so bright,
but the thunder that came after was
even louder than I can imagine!
Calgary has strange weather too.
One minute it will be hot and sunny,
the next minute it's dark and raining
with lightening bolts and thunder!
I'd say the weather in Calgary is a bit bipolar.
We're having a super storm, so the weatherman on the news says.
Mama was trying to capture the lightening on film,
but I don't think her timing was very good.
She did manage to catch a passing airplane though.

In the afternoons I get to play outside,
if it's not raining or hailing. I had never seen hail
before I came to Calgary. It hurts when it falls out of the sky!

Kunou will sit next to me, if and only if, he gets a cookie.
He's kind of sneaky too, when I eat my cookie,
(inevitably some will fall out of my mouth) Kunou is
on my crumbs like a fly on poo. Without fail, Kunou picks
up my leftovers. Seriously, if this is the only way he'll
be my friend, so be it.

Yata!

UPDATE: I got my peanut butter filled Kong
Mama tried to use to entice me into the new crate!
(Btw, I have no idea why this is all underlined)

Yup that's my head in the crate savouring the Kong.

I didn't actually have to go inside to get it!
I grabbed my blanky with my teeth and pulled it out
of the crate, and at the same time,
out came the Kong!!

I don't even need to be inside the crate to enjoy it!

Haha Mama, I fooled you!
I'm much more clever than you think I am!

My First Camping Trip Day 1

I went camping for the first time over
the long September weekend.
I was there with 7 of my favourite people: Mama, Papa,
Uncle Brian, Thomas Ojichan, Auntie Ada,
Auntie Trish, and Uncle Dan.
I stole this corn on the cob from the grocery bag,
and no one suspected it was missing!
Until I threw it up - twice.

Uncle Brian and I bonded over deep
conversations about the meaning life.

Sitting by the fire was nice,
especially since it was so chilly!
I even got my own chair.

It got so dark outside that Mama had
to put a bicycle light on me so that I don't get lost.

Presents!

I knew Mama was hiding my birthday presents in the closet.

I just had to find them myself!

What I found was a big box of my fave cookies, Milkbones!
And a huge cow's leg bone too!

Ooh look how tasty that looks!

Which end do I start at?

Oops...Busted!!

I was so busted this afternoon when Mama came home from the lab.
I thought I was going to be alone for a little while,
when Mama left early for the lab, and then Papa left too.

I settled into my favourite spot for an afternoon snooze,
on Papa's pillow. And then I heard the keys in the door...

Mama walked into the bedroom and I was caught!
Boy did I get the sternest lecture!
Guess they're onto me now, I'm sure they'll be closing the
bedroom door when they leave from now on.

My Post-Surgery Presents

Look what Mama got for me!
A pink and white striped rugby shirt!!
My favourtie colour is pink, and I think I look dapper!

On the back of the shirt is the number 5.
I don't think I am a 5,
I think I'm more like number 1!

Mama also got me this nice red rubber bone too.
It's good for chewing and cleaning my teeth.

My puppy and bear are a bit jealous
that they didn't receive any presents.
But they didn't have to endure bladder surgery like I did,
so I definitely deserve these presents
more than they do!

My Long Weekend

I found this old bag that used to contain rice in the kitchen. Mama was going to throw it in the trash.

I took it into the bedroom and tried to tear it apart. But it was pretty tough. It was made from plastic and foil. A pretty strong combination for a rice sack.

I love eating rice. And chewing the bag it came in.

I like being destructive. It's a good stress reliever.

I had a very productive long weekend. What did you do?

Oops I Did It Again

Yup, I ate my new bed.

This time I was caught red-pawed.

So I wonder when they're going to IKEA to get me a new one.

I Think I May Be In a Bit of Trouble

Mama left me this morning with a peanut butter stuffed Kong and my crate door wide open. She told me it was an experiment. The purpose of the experiment was to see if I would come out of my crate after she left for the lab. To bring you up to speed, I've been feeling a bit weirded out when I have to come out of my crate. I have no problems going into the crate, I just have issues coming out. So anyway, back to the story: Mama left me at 9:30am this morning and Papa came home at 1:00pm, so I had about 3.5 hours of alone time. Papa walked into the bedroom and this is what he saw:

He didn't tell Mama right away, he just took pictures of the evidence first. When Mama came home later in the evening, Papa showed her what I did. Both Mama and Papa were pretty unimpressed by my destruction. I don't think Mama is going to try this experiment with me again.

Happy April Fool's Day!

This morning I woke Mama up really early for April Fool's Day! I licked her toes which were peaking out from under the blankets and kept snorting for 5 minutes until she finally got up (Mama sure is lazy sometimes!). It was really funny because Mama loves to sleep in when she can! But it wasn't all a joke, because I really had to go potty.

Mama got back at me with her own April Fool's Joke. She gave me a cookie and left me the cookie box. I tried to get the rest of the cookies out, but the box was empty! It seems more like revenge than a joke to me. But I'll stop pouting since I got a cookie anyway.

Comfort Space

I hurt my hip a few days ago when I was playing with Mama. We had a race up the stairs and I won - but I think I really did some damage to my hip. She says I am too over-zealous when I race. I don't even know what that means.

So my hip is really tender and I hope it goes away soon. Mama and Papa have both made me squeal by nudging at my hip. I'm not mad at them for doing so, but they shouldn't be so nosy. I know they feel bad about it too, because now they let me get away with all sorts of stuff. I can sleep on the couch, and eat lots of cookies, and even be pouty with them all day long.

Here I am in my crate, this is my comfort space when I don't want to be bothered. I love it in here. I have all of my toys and everyone just buggers off. It's great! I really do hope this hip thing isn't too serious. I wouldn't want Mama and Papa to spend $700 on x-rays like they did the last time I tumbled down the stairs. I suppose this means that I get to ride in the elevator all the time now!