WHEN WISHES COME TRUE

Well, Dutch's wish came true. He wanted less excitement and we just had a whole entire weekend of it. It started on Saturday when my human woke up with a 103 fever and ended in a very long two days of nothing but boring. 

The closest I got to an adventure was smelling the bottom of my human's shoes during a sympathy/woe is me Jimmy. Unless you count peeing and stuff in the backyard, which totally does not count. Or sleeping. There was lots of that. 

Uhm, yeah. Pretty exciting stuff.

The good news is whatever was wrong seems to be done now. I told Dutch to please be more careful about what he wishes for. My birthday is coming up and if he has some new magic power to make wishes come true, I don't want him ruining anything. 

DUTCH FRIDAY: exciting + less exciting = happy

Hello friends! As usual, I can't believe it's already Friday. Again! The past week was just a regular week. Nothing crazy bad or crazy good, the days just sort of... happened. 

In a good, warm and sunny way :)

Sometimes part of me wishes every single day could be full of crazy fun and exciting things. But the rest of me thinks if that was true I'd have to spend a lot more time napping just to stay awake. Not that more naps would be a terrible thing, but it seems kinda of silly to sleep just so you can stay awake. 

Luckily, life is full of less exciting things to keep us from getting too overwhelmed. Things like standing in line at the post office:

Or saying hello to a friend.

And naps. 

Of course running into Ernie is not the same as standing in line at the post office because I love Ernie and only like the post office, but I think you know what I mean. 

Pug said he heard some things about next week that make me think there might be more excitement than I'll know what to do with. This worries me a little but I think after the last bunch of weeks of I'm ready for it. 

I hope! 

xoxo,

Dutch

VOICE IN MY HEAD

After months and months of trying pretty much everything me, my human and Google could think of, I finally found a cure for my snoring habit!

It happened last night by accident when my human gently moved shoved me off her side of the bed after I took over the whole entire thing somehow accidentally landed there. 

Now, I hate hate HATE being on my back. It's only happened like five times in my life and four of those times, I was asleep (time #5 was after eating the cramit brahooley). But last night when I landed belly-up, a little voice in my head said play dead and she will leave you alone. So I did and she did and this morning I woke up in the bed where I belong.

I have no idea where this voice came from, who it belongs to or why I haven't heard it before - but I reeeeally want to know what else it knows. Like, how do you open the refrigerator? Where can I get a free bacon breakfast? Why don't I ever get to eat lunch??

Dutch said he only ever hears voices coming from outside his head and when I asked my human about it, she looked at me kinda funny so I stopped asking questions. Google said some stuff about head-voices that kinda freaked me out and now I'm a little worried about the voice. 

Do you think I might be possessed?? 

HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?

We ran into our neighbor Ernie yesterday. You remember him, the adorable little puppy who drove humans (and me) crazy with ridiculous cuteness? Uhm. Yeah. Somebody's not so little anymore.

I'm not 100% sure how this happened. Since he's our neighbor, we see Ernie all the time and I don't remember him being this… well... GIANT. I mean, he's always been giant for a puppy - but now he's giant for anybody. He's even bigger than Dutch and Dutch is old.

Not like I'm complaining or anything. Giant puppies look a whole lot like regular dogs and humans don't go nearly as nuts over them. This means Ernie won't be sucking so much attention out of my neighborhood and that means more attention for me.

I will complain about the kissing though. Ernie is a kisser. And now that he's officially giant, I guess I'm not that scary anymore so even when I say no to the kissing he does it anyway. 

My human says there are worse things than being kissed by a sweet giant puppy, like going to the vet or stepping on a scale. And I guess she's right. Ernie's not so bad. I just wish he'd stick with Dutch for the kissing. He actually likes it.

ALMOST WORDLESS: signs

When you start looking, there are conspiracies EVERYWHERE!