Barefoot in the Park, Part 2

Sorry it took me so long to get the second part of this up - Mom has been hogging the computer, and she found out I was using it when she was at work, so now she has been putting it up when she is gone. But no worries, I will foil her attempts to monitor my internet activity! If I can learn how to open a door, I can learn how to open her laptop!

Anyway, back to my story.

All the dogs at the park started to follow me - probably because I am so pretty! BOL!

Then Mom took this picture of me, which was just plain rude - dogs need privacy, too!

I just wanted to meet all the people at the park, and these dogs kept getting in my way!

That little white and brown dog is Oliver - he was everywhere! He was like the Energizer Bunny - he liked to run and run and run!

But here he is trying to keep me from getting some rubs!

And this black dog was all kinds of trouble!

Look at him trying to steal my tennis ball!

Here's a bunch of dancing doggies - I'm just not into that kind of stuff, although I have been known to dance with my Mom.

And look who's right in there, trying to dance: that same ball-stealing black dog!

So here is how I told Mom I was DONE with this park thing -

I put on my tired face, and started heading for the gate.

Other dogs at the gate were waiting for that lady to let her dog in - they are like the park greeters, or something.


But I edged in front of them, planning my escape!

And I almost made it, but that lady caught on, and foiled my plan. She used her knee to nudge me back inside the gate.


So Mom got my leash out her bag (that's her bag hanging on the fence behind me)- and I got all excited, because I love my leash!

She put my leash on me, and I started prancing around the park with my leash - I was so happy, I didn't want to leave anymore!



One guy at the park kept calling me a "show-off".

I'm not sure what that means, but I think he was jealous. His dogs probably don't know how to carry their own leashes, so he has to do it!

But I can walk myself wherever I want to!

So Mom and I left the doggy park, and walked all around the rest of Pendleton King Park.

I checked out this pretty gazebo - but it was boring.

Then Mom walked right past our car, and headed out of the park!

That confused me. But I was walking with my leash, so I didn't really care.

Mom read this boring sign.

Then she took about a hundred pictures of this house.

Mom can be really weird sometimes.

I was SO bored. She tells all about this boring stuff in her blog.

We finally headed back to the car! Yea! I love the car!

And she got really, really lost. I didn't know it at the time, but we were headed over to her shop, but I knew we were driving in circles, getting nowhere.

Mom talks to herself in the car sometimes, so I finally figured out where we were going, and here is a picture of me trying to tell her which way to go.

She didn't listen to me, and kept driving in circles. But we finally got to the shop (after she stopped for some fried chicken - and she didn't share ANY of it with me!)

I am always a big help at Mom's shop.

This picture shows me heading back to the classroom, so I can help everybody with their class.

Look how ready I am, in case someone needs help!

I help the students a lot, but the person who needs my help the most is this guy - he's the teacher. His name is Daniel, and I help him all the time.

I'm heading over to help him organize his tools.

I'm making sure he puts everything where it belongs.

I'm standing in his toolbox, so he will know where to put that Dremel thing.

I watched him very closely when he was polishing the student's pieces with it, and I almost got my nose polished!



I like helping with Mom's classes! I get lots of pats and rubs!

And I even got some Cheez-its!

Finally, I was ready to go, but Mom wasn't.

So I had to dance around the door with my Baby, so she would get the message.

She finally got my leash, and we went home.

She promised that she would get me a new soccer ball (FINALLY!) and take me back to the park. That will be fun, because I love playing soccer!

Good things come in Orange Packages

First, let me start by saying I looooooove Cheez-its!

Mom's favorite flavor is Parmesan and Garlic - they're OK, but the bestest Cheez-its are the plain cheesy ones, and the second best is White Cheddar, but now Mom only buys Parmesan and Garlic, so what can I do?

Mom and I have Cheez-its lots of time for nighttime snacks.


Sometimes, she forgets that I need my nighttime Cheez-its, and if the box is anywhere in our room, I will go stand in front of it and stare at it, so she will remember.

So, last night I was really excited because as soon as Mom got home from work, she grabbed a brand new FULL box and brought it upstairs, and threw it on the bed while she changed clothes.

I just knew good things were coming my way!

But then, as usual, she got out her dumb old computer, and started playing with it instead of with me, and soon enough, she forgot all about the Cheez-its.

I even grabbed the box and brought it closer to her, but she wouldn't get off the computer. For Hours. And Hours.

But finally she did, and then we had snacks!

And then the best thing EVER happened - Mom put the box on the pillow next to her so she could keep playing on the dumb computer, and she forgot all about the Cheez-its. I wanted more Cheez-its, and I kept bugging her, but she ignored me. I kept creeping closer and closer to the pillow, trying to get her to give me some, but nothing.

And then I creeped one more time, and the whole OPEN box fell off the bed, and I leaped for it, and Mom pushed her computer off her lap and tried to grab the box, but it was too late. There were millions of Cheez-its on the floor, and Mom let me have ALL of them!


You probably remember that I like to recycle the Cheez-it boxes when they are empty.


But we didn't empty the box last night, even after it fell off the bed, so that means more Cheez-its for me, soon!

Then I will get rid of that empty box, and a new full box will magically appear in the kitchen!



And did you know that I love Cheez-its soooo much that I will even do dumb tricks to get them?



Oh well - anything for that cheezy goodness, I guess.

No - not anything. I will NOT wear a hat just to get a Cheez-it.