Monday, June 22, 2009


OK, I didn't know what it was, but the folks were all excited to keep telling me we were going swimming! Swimming, swimming, swimming. OK, so let's go to swimming already. sheesh. This better be good.

We went to a place by the water. The bark park is by the water but this place had no fence. The water could come right at you. And it did. It would come at me, then back up and come at me and back up. Too weird for me.

I was real happy to just keep smelling that sleeping fish, but no, we had to chase the water. Mom went with me, that's the only reason I went. Had to protect her from the in and out water,

Hmm..OK...this is sorta cool, now what?

Ah, the old stick throw. They know I can't help myself

Hey. that's not so bad

And then Dad threw the stick really far and the water came up to my nose and so I picked up my legs and started running and Mom got all excited about how I was swimming! Yay Quincy! Yay Quincy! You're swimming!

I mean, really, have they never heard of "doggie paddle"?

I like this swimming thing

Mom said I was swimming in a great lake. Heck yeah, it was a really really great lake.

It would have been a perfect day if they had let me bring the sleeping fish home. He smelled really tasty. But I had to drop it.

We'll be back, though.

'cause I'm a swimmin' dog now!

Monday, June 15, 2009

I went to canada!

OK, I'm not exactly sure what a canada is, but we went there. Dad had to tell a man where he was born. Nobody asked me. I guess canada doesn't care about dogs.

It's funny, we go on really long car rides and nobody asks Dad where he was born. This canada place is just down the street near the bark park but they ask you questions. I have to figure it out.

I got to play with canada puppies. They didn't care where I was born, either.

Dear canada..My name is Quincy. I was born in a shelter. Thanks for letting me visit.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

life is good!!!!

My parts are still gone, I guess that's how it's gonna be. But guess what? The lampshade is off! Yay! That means we can go to the bark park again. And we did!

It was probably baby to cry when we got there, but I couldn't help it. It just came out. Mom couildn't get the car door open fast enough for me. I think I kinda made her mad a little because I was going from one door to another and in the back and on the floor but it was my legs. They were doing it. Really.

I got to wrestle and play tug a stick with another puppy my size. That was great. Then this little dog that looked like a chew toy came in and started yapping at everybody but we pretty much ignored her. Kids today. Sheesh.

We took a ride to see Gramma, too, but I think to her I'm sorta like that chew toy dog. She'd like it better if I wasn't there. Keeps poking at me with her cane. Maybe I'll stay away until I get less zoomie. She wants me to sit by her feet and let her pet me, but the zoomies get me.

Then we came home and I was all tired an stuff. It's been along time since I got to play that much.

And a long time since I could sleep on Dad and feel his heartbeat in my ear.

Life is good.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

lampshade 101

I've been wearing this thingy on my head forever. I'm not sure what I did, but all things considered, this past week makes "time out" look like a reason for a happy dance.

The folks are really nice to me, and throw treats into my lampshade, so I guess I wasn't bad.  I hope I don't have to lose any more of my parts, though. I'm kind of used to them. Like I would hate to lose my tail because it is very cool. It makes a "Q". Really. Well, the folks say it makes a circle, but I should know.

I haven't been to the dog park forever. And riding in the car isn't as much fun because the stoopid lampshade gets caught on the car parts. And everytime I run up to one the folks they start yellin' OW OW!

I think the lampshade gets 'em. Well, it gets me, too. You don't hear me yelling.

Anyway, I found out some good things about the lampshade. It fits right over the cat. That's pretty cool.  And you can hear really good and your bark sounds really really loud.

Oh, yeah, flowers smell better.

I heard the folks talking about when they can take the thingy off my head. I vote for now. I haven't felt a pillow under my chin for sooo long.