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Some days life is so good you don’t want the day to end. That’s how it was for me today.

Mom told me it was gonna be my day. She said we would hang together and have all kinds of fun.

She sent Tess and Jack with Dad so we could practice my training without the other mutts interrupting. Then we went shopping together.

Mom got me a couple of treats when she was at the dog store. I didn’t learn until later that she also got some fancy shampoo. We went to the hardware store where mom got some plumbing parts.

When we got back to the house, mom took the extra length of hose she bought and put it on the shower where us mutts get our baths. She gathered up the fancy shampoo, the conditioner she uses on us mutts, a bunch of towels and a pocket full of little bitty treats.

Mom asked me to jump in the tub. I always do that for her even though I know what’s gonna happen.

My skin has been itchy lately, and the warm water felt good. The new shampoo smelled okay, not too sissy. I stood real still at the very back of the tub. With the long hose mom just made, I can’t get away from the spray.

Rinse, treats, wash, treats, rinse, treats, conditioner, treats, the final rinse, another treat and then it’s over.

The whole time I’m in the tub I’m just dying to shake, but mom tells me not to. When the water part is done, mom takes a big towel and dries behind my ears. She hugs me and tells me how wonderful I am. She kisses my snout and rubs me with the towel. She never forgets to thank me for being good in the tub.

Then it’s my turn. I jump out of the tub and shake water all over mom and the bathroom. As soon as she opens the bathroom door, I tear through the house like I’m possessed.

Jack and Tess know to get out of my way. On the big living room rug I make like a whirling dervish. The whole time mom is laughing and standing next to Nellie so I don’t knock Nellie over.

After my bath we played outside. First mom threw the soft disc we call the dish. Next we played long ball. When we got tired we had a time out.

I did a little refresher training, gobbled up a frozen turkey neck to keep my teeth clean, and finally curled up in the shade for a nap.

When I woke up it was time for dinner. Oh man, I love that new grub mom made for us. I got an extra big helping. Mom worries I get too thin in the summer because I’m outside running around all the time.

Finally the day was over. All us mutts went to bed early. I dreamed of the fun stuff that happened during the day and made silly noises in my sleep. I hope tomorrow is just as much fun.

 

 

 

Yesterday Nellie barked about the homemade kibble mom was making for us. This morning I’m barking about how good it tasted.

OMG! It’s the most wonderful stuff in the world. It took forever to bake. Us mutts had to smell it for hours. It made us crazy.

Mom didn’t know how long it had to bake because she made up the recipe. She figured she would bake it until it looked nice and crunchy.

One time mom pulled it out of the oven and we thought we were about to taste it. But all she did was cut it in little squares and put it back in the oven.

After three hours of slow baking it was finally done. But could we have some? Oh no. It was too hot and had to cool for an hour.

After we had given up all hope of ever getting a taste, mom called us together. It was like a religious ceremony. She carefully slipped a bite into each of our mouths.

I gobbled mine right away. Tess took hers real polite like she always does. Jack had to smell it first before he was willing to try it. Little Nellie couldn’t find it even though mom had it right under her nose. Mom finally quick shoved it in Nellie’s open mouth.

Nellie’s eyes got real big. She started prancing around begging for more. Mom laughed, gave us each another treat and told us that was all until dinner. Here’s a picture of what I’m barking about.

The plan was to make kibble so we don’t have to eat that stuff that comes in a bag. When mom looked at what came out of the oven and thought about how long it took to make the stuff, she decided she has to find another recipe for kibble.

She’s gonna give us what she baked yesterday as treats. We don’t care what she calls it. We just want to eat it. It’s really good. I’ll let you know how this all turns out. Us mutts are pretty happy with our menu here at Asherpark.