Update from the Zipster

Hello all!  I bet everyone thought I went into Witness Protection or something since it has been so long since I blogged.  Sorry about that!  I’ve been busy doing lots of cool dog things and just never got around to hitting the laptop.

What cool dog things have I been doing you ask?     Hmmmm……Where shall  I start?  How about starting with mole tag.    Ringo and I love to think we’re Great White Hunters and try to dig up moles in the yard.  Mama laughs at us because she knows by the time we dig up the run, the moles are long gone.  We have yet to catch one but boy do we like trying!  It’s so fun to dig and let the dirt fly.  It gets in my mouth, my ears, my nose but I kinda actually think it’s tasty so I don’t mind it in my mouth.  Getting it up my nose stinks though, no pun intended!  It makes me sneeze and Mama says I look funny with mud all over my face.  That hurts my feelings!  I don’t want Mama to think I look funny.  What if she takes me back to the rescue?  I must be a cool, handsome dog at all times!  The only down side to mole tag:  we both have to get a bath when the game is over.  No way will Mama let us back in the house looking like mud puppies. 

What other cool things have I been up to?  Well, I’ve chewed up at least a dozen chew toys. I just love to tear a hole in them and try to get the squeaker out.  It’s like finding the prize in the cereal box!   Exciting!!!   But Mama is afraid I will swallow it so she always takes the squeaker away from me and throws it in that metal can thing with a plastic bag in it.   I can’t figure out what that metal thing is??   Mama is always throwing good stuff in it like squeakers and food scraps but where do they go?  I never see them again. Maybe she is stashing it away to surprise me. One day she will take me to some secret room and it will be full of all the squeakers I snagged.  That would be like a dog dream come true. I am going to have to put some surveillance on her and find out what she is doing with all that good stuff.

Oh yeah, and of course I have been chasing the cats.  That is most definitely my favorite past time. I love to see those cats puff up and get all mad when I bark at them.   You should have seen what happened the other night.  I was chasing Tootsies when she tried to jump up on the table.  She’s so stupid!  Dumb cat didn’t know that when a table has a tablecloth on it,  you can’t get good grip.   She hit the table, cloth goes sliding off with her clinging on to it.  And even funnier was the fact that this is the table Mama keeps the cat food on (because I LOVE to eat cat food so she has to put it where I can’t reach it).  The bowl full of food went flying off the table too.  I saw that for the opportunity it was and quickly scarfed up the food that fell on the floor.  But then I hear those pounding footsteps coming down the stairs. Mama heard the commotion and came running.  She was M-A-D!!!  I tried to look innocent but she knows better. I even tried to tell her I helped clean up the mess by eating the spilled food, but she didn’t go for it.  She told me I better behave and leave the cats alone.  Even worse, the bowl holding the cat food broke in the process so now she is garnishing my allowance to pay for it.  And all this happened because the cat is too stupid to know not to make a flying leap on a table with slippery material on it.  And they say cats are smart???  Yeah right!