The weekly trip away.

I thought I had it made when everyone finally came home. But Momma has been leaving every week. Two times back to Detroit, and this week to Long Island, NY - all for interviews. BUt this week she came home late Friday night. I've been cluddling her as much as possible in hopes that she won't leave next weekend.

THis weekend we're having tons of fun - lounging around the house and occasionally playing frisbee outside on the frosty grassy.

I love hunting!!

I've learned that any time anyone says hunting it's a good thing. It usually means a ride in the big red truck, and running through the woods. Sometimes I find a bird.... I chase it, and chase it, and chase it until it flies. Then (usually) there's a big BOOM- then I get to find it and bring the bird back to Daddy who likes it very much. I said usually because the other day, the usual happend- I found a bird, made it fly, then there was the BOOM- but there was no bird to be found- I was so confused.

Sometimes Buddy comes. He finds more birds than I do, but I'm still just learning and he's old and stinky. And to prove I'm cooler- he found the bird the other day and wouldn't give it to Daddy- he wanted to keep it all to himself.

So if you want a sure-fire way to get me excited- just mention hunting and you've go it.