Wow. Today has been an especially crazy day. This morning, my people ate their breakfast in the living room so Dad could watch the DVR of the Kentucky Wild(kitty)cats Big Blue Madness from last night. That really threw my morning all off, but I did like sitting on the carpet instead of the cold tile. The temperatures have been dropping lately and the tile is extra cold right now!
Anyway, after forever, Dad finally said we could go on a W-A-L-K. Hooray! It drizzled the whole time, so I had to get wiped off and I hate that part. But I love W-A-L-Ks more.
Then, I got the best news: Grandma was coming to visit! Hooray! Both of my Grandmas always bring me treats so I love them.
Right after Grandma and Grandpaw got here though, the worst thing happened. The Thing walked in the door. I thought I got rid of him! The even worst part was, he had a second thing with him! At first, I called her The Blur because she. Wouldn't. Stop. Moving. My humans kept calling her "Stella," but I'm pretty sure it's The Blur. Uncle R says she has to have surgery next month and that might slow her down a bit. I'm still calling her The Blur until then.
Checking out The Blur while she's still
I'm her favorite because I take treats gently. Unlike certain OTHER dogs (pictured)
Turns out though, The Blur is a pretty handy thing to have around (and he was only here for a visit this weekend) because The Thing didn't bother me one bit! They chased each other and romped and fought over toys and never once tried to make me play. Which was good, because their fighting made me kind of nervous. I even shared my toys with them...even though they destroyed some of them. It's cool. I don't really play with them except when I get the occasional "wild hair up my butt." That's what Mom says anyway. I'm not sure what that's supposed to mean.
The Thing and The Blur playing Tug...
...while I help Grandpaw in the kitchen
Treats, Grandma? P.S. Mom is very impressed with herself that she got this shot!
The Thing, The Blur, Uncle R, Grandma, and Grandpaw all left eventually and we settled in for some football. Dad's team didn't play today, but Mommy's Tigers won their game. Mom was very excited, but I was scared because she was cheering so loud. She said she was sorry and gave me ear scratches, so I forgive her.
Since I was so good for The Thing Blurs, and because it's supposed to be super cold tonight, Mom and Dad have already said I can sleep in the Big Bed! It's going to be the best weekend ever!