Everything must be smelled. There are no exceptions.
Everything is to be tasted and chewed, at least once.
Even if there is lots of room, the best place to wrestle is on mom's feet. This is not a metaphor: Right. On. Top. (These are 40+ pound dogs, remember.)
When the owners have guests, the best way to stay out of trouble is to pull out whatever is in the bathroom trash can and take it out into the living room. And chew on it.
If you can find a way to get out of the yard, you should.
If your owner runs toward you, yelling and waving their arms, that means it's time to play tag.
If it is within reach, you may eat it.
Owners like to play games with you. They'll do it by filling in your holes. You should dig them out as soon as possible to continue the game.
The also like to put plants in the ground for you to pull out, so make sure you do that.
The best, really best chew toys are those little black hoses that go through gravel in the garden. I think they're called "drip lines".
I'm sitting here, looking out the window. I did 3 miles this morning. Big whoop. After recovering from CDiff last month, I got a cold...
Ahhh. That crispness in the air. The blueness of the sky! Can you see it? Can you feel it?? IT'S MARATHON SEASON! So, my friend ...
Dear diary, is anyone out there? it doesn't take a genius to notice the rapid decline in the number of posts on this blog in the pas...
Even though I was in awful shape in 2016 I was still stubborn and foohardy...so I spent a year running down whatever fitness base I had left...