My Birthday - Bear

Yesterday was my birthday.

The house person told me to post something, so I barked really loud, but she said that wasn't posting and would help me.

The busy black cat thing baked me a cake thing.  Said it was a surprise.  There was an orange cat thing in the middle.  It was supposed to jump out and say "Happy Birthday" or something.  I ate it.

Not the orange cat thing.  I'm not allowed to eat the cat things, not even the plump black cat thing that the Man person hangs around with.  This is a shame as they are annoying, but they don't harm the dog sheeps, so they are out of bounds.

I took the night shift as usual.  I guarded the dog sheeps good.  There was a lot of barking and chasing things that tried to get to the dog sheeps.  I was tired.

Cricket told me to take the day off because it was my birthday.  I love Cricket, she taught me how to guard the dog sheeps, and she is afraid of the thunder too.

Hehehehe, she kissed me.  I loves Cricket

So I got to sleep during the day.  I slept in the straw pile near the house... just in case I was needed.  Even though it's my birthday, I need to guard the dog sheeps.

The House Person gave me a fish!

It was a good birthday.  I am five.

- Bear

If You Are Just Patient....

....Solutions Will Present Themselves.

You may remember earlier this year when I was bemoaning having to get Cricket into my Toyota Highlander to get her to the Groomer. She is a 'big, boned gal' weighing in at about 106 lbs (48 kg) and while I do like to think that I am fairly strong, getting her into the vehicle, especially when she figures I'm up to 'no good', is a huge task that usually leaves me broken and gasping in the driveway.

Yesterday, after we unloaded 120 bags of dog food from the trailer I walked up to the house to have a cup of coffee and when I came back outside the solution for my 'get Cricket to the Groomer/Vet' presented itself....

Awesome...

Do you think she will lie there while I strap her down to the deck??

Yeah, me either.....guess it is back to the gym...

Yes Cricket....I do have chores to attend to. I will leave you alone and get to them......

Shhh, I'm not here - Bet

Howdy ho everybodies... shhhh, I'm hiding.

I'm hoping the Musher can't find me here.  I think I'm pretty camouflaged, so this may buy me some time.

You may be asking yourselfs... selfs... why is Bet trying to hide from the Musher?

I'm glad you asked... but it should be pretty obvious to everybodies...

THIS!!!

I am a fearless guard dog... stop laughing

If you look close enough, you can see me inside the house, and generally I'm thinking HOLY HANNA TRIMMER GONE MAD!!!!

I am dumbfounded that both the Musher and Musher Mark think this is an improvement.  Even the Pretty Curly Tails are laughing (the Musher thinks they are barking because they don't recognize her... but they're actually calling her not so nice names and stuffs... and things).

It's just a matter of time before they get it into their heads that I need to go to the groomers, and if Cricket is any indication of what could happen.  I've also seen pictures on the interwebs where peoples have dyed their pets strange colors to look like tigers, or panda bears, or just really wacky things, and then they try to entice me into the truck to "go to the store" and the next thing you know...

I come home looking like guy laundry where they throw the brand new jeans in with the white undies or something.

So, shhhhhhhh, don't tell the Musher I'm behind the curtains. 

Sigh... I think we're having spaghetti tonight too

- Bet