I had a break from the parental units this past week and it was most excellent. I got to hang out in the country and play/run around with my people. However, as I am getting older (almost 3½) I am a little more chilled.
Mom was teaching people Motivational Interviewing this week at a wonderful place called Family HealthCare Network in Visalia, California. I hear it is by the Sequoia National Park which is very beautiful, although I have not visited there yet. Dad was impressed this town did not have ANY parking meters like they do everywhere else and the people were really nice.
However, thank goodness Dad did not get me a gift. He wanted to bring back a baby Pygmy goat for me as an early Christmas present. Can you imagine? A little bigger PITA all up in my grill daily – that’s all I need! Not a good option. Apparently pops had a little crush and Mom was even on board. Traders!
Thank goodness Dad came to his senses after he did his usual investigation to ad nauseam and found out his little furry friends would have been more problem then cuteness. Saved by the bell!
Plus, I would not want to share the spotlight…my video of my head in the box has had 1,100 views and that is way cool for this dog.
The weather has been pleasant 65 degrees in Santa Monica. Summer is almost here!
Peace out Perry!
Thank goodness your Dad didn’t bring home a goat. Apparently he forgot about all the trouble we had when your Grandpa B brought home that goat named Lazlo. It was not a positive experience. Grandma B