
I'm pretty excited 'cause Uncle Jon and Auntie Sue say that my Mom and Dad are coming home in a few days. I'm not sure what that means but I have so much to do to get ready. I asked Uncle Jon to give me a bath so I got to play in the water in a white tub for almost an hour.
Debbie dropped in the other day to see all the colours they painted the new rooms...well really after knocking out most of the walls there aren't a lot of walls but that makes it easier for us all. Mom and Dad will love it. Some of the furniture seemed excessive when there were no walls for it so following Uncle Jon's lead I got it all out on the front lawn and let it go for a song. Auntie Sue said I may have misinterpreted what Uncle Jon said about her singing and I might have got a bit more for all those beautiful red and white clothes, and the living room chairs but I think what really counts is the return of Tiger and Casey. And that was directly after the lady asked about the dining room set and I said it's free in my excitement and who can blame me knowing that Mom and Dad would be ecstatic just to see Tiger and Casey again so...no harm done. And on top of that the neighbours all said that the cedar trees in front of our house hid the beauty of the place so when Uncle Jon came over with his electric saw we all yelled timber and cheered as each tree fell. It was somewhat unfortunate about the tree that went through the front porch considering Dad just finished changing the door and putting in that new door to hide all our mess but I figure just coming home is enough and they won't mind the new mess. At least that will give them an excuse when someone drops in on us.
Auntie Sue was concerned that I might have gained weight while Mom and Dad were away but Uncle Jon has taken me on really long walks to counteract the steak and potato dinners and last night we really got a work-out. I almost outran Uncle Jon when two gigantic dogs attacked us and we both had to head for the hills. I wanted to stay and protect Uncle Jon (man's best friend, and all) but Uncle Jon took off so fast that my leash snapped and I flew after him in the wind. Auntie Barb and Uncle Ollie saw us and suggested I might like to join them in their big car but there really wasn't time to chat so we kept flying right by them along the street. I don't understand why but Uncle Jon keeps telling me that Auntie Barb was just joking about safe havens and keeps saying he never even noticed them stopped in front of our house. Exercise is good for us all...that's what he continues to say.
I was already pretty exhausted but Auntie Sue had signed me up to tag for CIB (Criminals in Bala). She said it was the least I could do considering my Dad had coped out on his responsibilities as Vice President of the organization. So I went with Aunt Sue to the LCBO - I think that means Local Criminals Belong Outside - and we harassed everybody going in and out of that place and made them give us money. That strange man, Leo, came by and forced my Aunt to give it to him. She resisted saying we wanted to know how much we had in our little box but he arm wrestled her to the ground (the patrons were cheering) and she finally acquiesced. Shortly after that Marilyn came along and said she wanted our box. I was ready to fight her but Auntie Sue gave in without a whimper so we headed down to the church to visit the wiener convener and he gave us big fat hot dogs with onions and mustard and I got it all over my face but I didn't care 'cause it tasted so good. It wasn't till we were well fed that they noticed that we hadn't paid so Auntie Sue made up a story about Uncle Jon paying and we made our get-away. Most of those people were so busy stuffing their faces with hot dogs and pop that they didn't even notice.
What a day! I'm totally exhausted and Uncle Jon is collapsed in front of that neat game where they race back and forth on ice -can you imagine, Dad! - and try to hit that little black thing with a stick. Talk about exciting. Auntie Sue has disappeared. I think she sneaked down the road to hear the music but Uncle Jon and I have more important things to do...like plan our hike through the Pyrenees!








