House Remodeling Stinks ~ by Morris

They are messing up the house and calling it Remodeling preparation.  

She took the pictures off the wall and started taking Wall Paper down.  She pulls, strips, and goes up and down the stool thing. I watch her and it makes me tired.

Every day I have to guess where my water bowl is going to end up because She has been moving my dishes around so She can work. I hope she finishes up soon!

But then He started to work on my most ever favorite place.  That most wonderful excellent spot in front of the heater blower.

I take my toys there and lay down in front of the heater every time it turns on when it is cold outside.

How dare He?

I should have seen the signs. 

Invaded by tools.

When He uses the pounder thing, I don't like it much.  I climb that step stool thingy where She is working and hide between her legs.

Especially when He starts the Thing He calls the Shop Vac.  

I wasn't really scared.  I just wanted to make sure They knew that They were disturbing my place.

I just wanted to lay in the sunshine on the couch with my favorite toy and enjoy the afternoon. 

But NO.  

Pound, pound, pound.  Noisy Vac Thingy.  Scary, nasty, dusty, and noisy.  I kept climbing the foot stool and making Her laugh.  She had to stop pulling wallpaper and comfort me. I think I'll make a big fuss every time He brings out those tools. I learned a good trick, she gave me a treat and held me.  I like that.

I didn't even want anything to do with my comfy corner of the couch or the heater.

Before the work:

After yesterday's pounding noisy session:

It is just not nearly as nice.  

I have lived here my entire life and saw absolutely nothing wrong with the house what so ever. And now I find out that They are going to change things around.

Finally They quit making a mess of things and cleaned things up.  I finally was able to grab a little quiet time on my corner of the couch.  

They talk like this Remodel is going to be a great thing.  I don't think so, not if it is going to disrupt my life.

I may just run away from home.

Or...

Sleep on the couch with my Angry Bird Toy.

Or...I could hide the remote on Them and see how They like that!

Remodeling stinks.  And that is my opinion on the matter.

She needs a break ~ By Morris

What a past few days it has been!  SHE is trying to do some things with this camera group thingy she belongs to.

So she gets all obsessed by wanting to take the exact right photo.  Huh.  
I nagged at her until SHE took me for a walk yesterday.
Time to leave the photo brain behind and relax and enjoy taking photos of me, her all time favorite model.

 

Of course it started to snow right away as soon as we got out in the woods.

The snow is over my stinkin' little head.  If I get off the trail, I literally have to snow swim.

Hey, don't laugh.  It is not easy with my magnificent height of about 12" to my back.  9" to my chest if you need to know.

First off to irritate her I usually need to find something buried in the snow.  We ALL know what I am looking for, especially if you've read any of my other posts.

I am looking for 'smart pellets'.  You know, the kind left behind by rascally rabbits, and deer.

A jack russell delicacy ... they ARE!

Find a prospective spot, sniff.
Then shove your whole face deep into the snow to get a good whiff of course.

Keep an ear out for HER...she may start something quick like hollering ....
Those every famous words that all good dogs will ignore....

ICKY!  ICKY!

Ignore.

But make sure you keep an eye peeled in case SHE comes to push you away from the delectable delights.

Then casually nibble on the forbidden goodies.  Lick your lips and enjoy.

Then when SHE starts getting upset, just sort of saunter away and ignore her for a a bit.
However don't ignore HER too long SHE can get ornery.

I can always resort to pretending to be cold.  I walk up and put my paws on her leg...look sorrowfully into her eyes and emit a wee shiver.

Works every time.
I'm scooped up.

Then I don't have to wade through all the snow!

Despite my best efforts, I think she may have sorta got the photo SHE was looking for.
But I think I really got her to relax and just think of fun for a while.

She's Packing AGAIN ~ by Morris

Dang, she is packing bags up.  Again.  
She did it once before and left me with HIM for a very long dog while.


SHE did say something about washing my blankets and giving me a bath.  
Mebbe.
Mebbe, I am going with her?  Oh joy of joys .... not to be stuck with the Grumpy HIM!
I've been laying on her feet so she won't forget me.
I've been putting my hedgehogs in her way.  I even put one in her work bag just in case she needed something to remind her of me.


SHE sort of gave me the eye over that.
But I don't care.
I want to go with her.  And I think that might mean that I get to ride in that fancy thing she calls a Jeep!  Oh boy!
I've marked the tires on it really well, so I can figure out which vehicle it is.


I'm hoping that I get to visit a place where I have dog friends.  Like Teslin or the Grandma dog, Sammy.
Yep.
I gotta keep a close eye on her.


When she packs her camera bag and puts my tie out cord in my travel kennel I'll KNOW!
Truly yours.
Morris