Mom had her usual Motivational Interviewing workshop this week with LA Best Babies, and Dad had multiple assignments with shooting PEOPLE vs. canines – we all know how much I’m not a fan of that type of photography.
My schedule did not mesh with theirs so I got sent to the country. I shouldn’t say sent since I really wanted to go. I never get to run as much as I want to in this urban life that I live given Dad’s slow human pace on walks and not enough yard to run.
When I overheard I might be going, I soon realized I could barely wait to go. When the trainer lady came to get me, I ran across the lawn and promptly jumped up into the van in my own personal crate – something Dad has never see me do before. Even though I’m a city dog I guess I’m country at heart. I love running all over and looking at the farm animals especially the horses. I’ve been called a horse before but not really sure why (?)
I unfortunately missed Auntie Chris’s annual St. Patrick’s day party. I got to go 2 years ago when I was about 10 pounds but since I’m now 75 pounds I’m over the weight limit for coming, plus I’m not a fan of green or costumes.
It would have been fun, especially since she has felines (like Bashful pictured here in MY place) I could chase, good food to eat and lots of people to give me the pets I deserve. Maybe next year if I beg hard enough the weight limit will be removed and Dad can find a better green outfit than the skeleton one I hated for Halloween. Mom did not wear green so Auntie Chris made her wear these glasses.
Well, back to my running since I have to go home tomorrow. Later people and Happy St. Patty’s Day!
No weather report today but I hear the sun is shining in Santa Monica!