A Letter From Doggie Camp

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Things here at camp are awesome!  I really did not want to write and check in since I know you still think of me as a puppy – maybe because I still act like one!

I just cannot get enough of the running around, playing with others and all the animals. When I was riding up here my traveling companions were these big rats that were also hanging out at Daneen’s to help with training – I’m not sure what that was all about but I decided to remain calm since you never know what those non-canine creatures can do.

Now, if I saw them in my yard I would have gone postal. However, it was different somehow and I was as content as could be when I got in the truck since they were my neighbors for the next hour. Dad – you would be proud of me!

I have been getting in plenty of exercise up here and don’t need the fitbit as Dad does, and Mom – you will be pleased since I am eating for healthy and not using the vacation to be off my “health vacation.”

I hope your conference at Sweet Success was good and your talks went well. I heard there were over 300 people gave a lecture to and I would have been a little more than nervous.

OK, got to get back to my running and will see you in a few days.

The weather up here in Acton is quite a warm 82 degrees. I really prefer the calm Santa Monica weather but the 22 exercise play yards here, along with my sheep, donkey, horse and pig friends is way more exciting than our small yard – hope you are enjoying your “Perry free mornings at 6 am.”

I’ll be in full force when I get home Dad so enjoy your rest now while you can.

LOVE,

Punky

I Got Sent to the Country

IMG_7958 copy-2We all needed a break from each other.

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 (?)

IMG_7930-1I 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!