Lazy Sunday
Today feels like a day to be lazy. Ahhh…
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Part of our training regime for Mocha is to have him sit before we let him throw a doorway. He learned this rule surprisingly quickly. It took him only three tries before he understood what he is supposed to do at the doorway. Good dog.
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Oh no she didn’t.
We left Mocha in a kennel this past weekend. When we picked him up, he had on an additional garment. A bandana. Around his neck. Which Mommy later fashioned into an old lady head scarf.
Poor, poor, poor lil Mocha… Does he look happy? I think not.
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You know what’s great for traveling with a dog? A dog hammock car seat cover. It drapes over the rear seats, so your dog can sit back there without falling into the foot-space below the seats. These covers are also generally water-proof (for potentially wet accidents) and washable (for those same accidents).
They work better in sedans and SUVs though. I have a two-seater with small rear seats. The dog hammock seat cover just barely covers those rear seats. If Mocha’s not careful, he can still slide into the bottom foot-spaces. Or, if I’m not careful and stop short. Fortunately, whenever that happens, Mocha just gives me a goofy look, then returns to the seat. Good ole’ resilient boy.
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Streaks of sun,
form black & white lines.
Is he in jail,
for chewing Mommy’s Kleins?
Or just resting up,
Recharging with the sun.
Being an energetic pup,
It can be tiring having fun!
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Woof woof woof. Woof woof woof. Woof woof woof.
Woof woof bark! Bark! Bark bark bark!
Translated from Dog:
I love playing a game of Hide the Ball. Especially in hotel rooms. Although sometimes the ball rolls out from under the bed, where Mommy and Daddy can get it.
Which means I have to scramble out and get it back, quick! Ahhh! Must get the ball back quick!
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Back home, we never let Mocha on the furniture. He abides by those rules faithfully.
When we’re out and about, we don’t let him on the furniture either. He abides similarly.
But this weekend, we decided to spoil him a bit. We let him climb onto the hotel bed. And joy of joys, he loved it. He nestled right between us and fell asleep straight away. It was like having a furry, stinky baby next to us.
Fortunately, he didn’t pick up this habit. Once back home, he didn’t even try to get on our bed.
Good boy! I hope you enjoyed this little splurge!
This past weekend, we took Mocha up to San Francisco and went for a nice run in Golden Gate Park. The little boy loved it. Especially the off-leash area, though the sounds of the city put him on alert a few times.
I guess Mocha’s a country boy at heart; the noisy city just ain’t for him!
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Mocha’s frappuccino. And a lite one at that!
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Bark bark! Bark bark! Bark bark woof bark! Bark bark!
Translated from Dog:
My ball, my ball! Get away! No one touches my balls but me! My ball, my ball!
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