I’m SIX Years OLD!

I’m SIX: I’m finally at the “supposed to be” calming stage that most dogs hit at two but somehow it just hasn’t quite happened yet. I LOVE to exercise and get in my walks and still have lots of energy to spare. I’m way more energetic than the parentals but that’s not saying much since they are both almost a 1/2 a decade old.

My birthday was coming and I was feeling a little down and all of a sudden I smelt something or should I say I HEARD something and then I knew “the Tutu” was coming.  For most of you that don’t know this girl she is sort of this bossy gal who makes a lot of noise and steals my toys. I do secretly kind of like her, but I heard her coming and braced myself for the unexpected.  She came bearing birthday gifts from Beverly Hills so I must have done something right. These cookies were SO fancy that Dad even tried to eat one.  But we had to make sure that these fancy show cookies from Pussy Pooch were gluten-free as I am SENSITIVE and had a bad reaction in the past. But Tutu’s Mom made sure they were okay – she hooked me up with some birthday fun so I’m feeling better now.

Once we got the okay I was able to have a pre-birthday cookie in sheer SIX year old fashion – I chose the pretty blue star and here I am anticipating the deliciousness I am about to experience in my mouth. Life has been good in the Dopart-Batchelor house and I’ve missed all of you. As usual lots going on with books, trainings and work but I’m just glad to be a part of it all.

Happy New Year to all of you in 2018!

Love,

Perry

P.S. – I almost forgot my weather report. After only .12 inches of rain all year we are about to get a deluge of 2 inches so hopefully my back yard will start to turn from brown to green!

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Slow, Hot and Political

PerryhotAs summer is trying to wind down it continually feels like a hairdryer is blowing in my face…ALL THE TIME…and I don’t even have Trump hair.

Even my nemesis, PITA, attempts to taunt me by the window and I am too lazy to even lift my head to pay much attention to his pleas for play.

I have been a dutiful dog as Dad has been sick the last month with pneumonia and he has needed my company. I do get up with him when he slowly tries to do something. I mean we are talking slow like molasses with everything.

Thank goodness for Mom! She has been taking me on my walks and makes sure we get at least 45 minutes of healthy daily exercise. I still am working on my pulling issue but that comes from my Weimaraner genes.

As for the political front…

Orange pantsuit Hillary is roping off reporters and wiping servers clean with cloths…

Good Ole Bush is all about anchoring babies…

And Trump is trying to build a wall with his hair…

OK, back to being nurse dog for Dad and Mom’s walking partner because exercise with a partner is much better.

This Weather Weimaraner reports the weather as 85 in Santa Monica.  Some days it is 90 in our house so please continue to send ice cubes for snacks.

Stay cool and out of trouble people.

Perry