4 Degrees of Farenheit

Zoe here.

Mom took me to the river.

Mom wore lots of clothes. I wore my leash.

We had a short walk today.

Mom's Still Here!

Zoe here.

Mom is still here! Walks in the snow, walks in the rain, walks in the sunshine, and walks in the cold!

Mom is still here!

Boy am I tired.

AAAR-OOOOH!

Zoe here.

Aaar-ooooh!!

Mom's here! Mom's here! Mom's here!

Snow!

Walkies!

Ear rubs and side thumpings!

Second breakfasts!

Mom's here!

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Jib here.

Mom and I went to agility class again.

I have fun running and jumping and going up the ClimbIt and through the Tunnel! I don't have so much fun on the Teeter Tip-It or the WalkIt. They are sometimes scary. I don't know if the board will drop out from under me or not. So today I didn't do either.

Mom says she will help me remember how make each one fun. She will do this after our vacation from agility. Then I will like doing them. Again.

Mom is getting better, too. She gives me signals in time. I don't have to stop and do something over. I don't like doing something over. I like just DOING! And I especially like GoGoGo over the last four jumps!

But paying attention to Mom hurts my brain. My brain is more tired than my feet. Mom says that using my brain is harder than using my feet. That is why I am tired after obedience dog school, too. Says Mom.

So after class, I sleep. I sleep on and on. Sometimes I dream. But mostly I just sleep. All curled up in my dog bed.

Zoe Weather!

Sailor here.

Mom says it's Zoe weather.

I say it's cold. It's frosty. My feet need licking to warm them up. Even the dog hair on the lawn is frozen. Solid.

Mom says we're having a cold snap.

Jib hopes not. The last time anything snapped at him, it was to keep him off the kitchen counters. He got snapped on the nose with Mom's Flappy Snappy. It kept him off the counters. Forever.

I hope the cold doesn't snap ME on MY nose.

Hawk

Jib here.

Mom was playing Frisbee with me. She stopped. She heard ravens screaming.

Then she dropped my Frisbee and ran inside. She came out with her camera. She took a picture of the top of a tree.

She said the ravens were chasing away a sharp-shinned hawk.

The hawk flew over me. Mom was more excited about that than about throwing my Frisbee.

Drat.

I Am Thankful

Sailor here.

Today is the day to be thankful.

Mom says she is thankful for me and Jib. Jib says he is thankful for supper and squirrels. And for Mom.

I am thankful for supper and breakfast and all the snacks in between. I am thankful for chicken legs and cheese sticks and freeze-dried liver.

I am thankful that I can run faster than Jib when Mom calls us.

I am thankful for watching over Mom at night while she sleeps. I am thankful that she says good night to me, just me, with special scritches under my chin and behind my ears.

I am thankful for rides in the car.

I am thankful that the mailman goes away when I bark at him.

I am thankful that the gardeners and garbage men go away when I bark at them, too.

I am thankful for dog school because I get cheese sticks and freeze-dried liver.

I am thankful for walks to the park.

I am thankful for the park.

Most of all, I am thankful for Mom.

But I am NOT thankful for the bath I had today.

Does this mean I can still have turkey necks for dinner?