Ditto the Beagle

I’m back from vacation and wanted to wish all my friends a Happy New Year! I had a great time at the Cove while Mom and Dad were away. I got to stay at the house with Paul and Michelle and the kids every night. On Christmas I woke up extra early and went down to the tree and started to tear open the presents, even though they weren’t mine. I didn’t think anyone would mind. I also got to play with my good pal Marty’s new bed. He wanted to use it, but I explained to him that I was the guest in the house.

I came home yesterday. There has been some real, real bad weather. It was the worst weather I’ve ever seen and Dad kept waking up in the middle of the night because the alarm kept making noise. It sure was scary, especially when Dad made me go outside to go to the bathroom. I could barely stand up it was so windy. Crazy!

See you all in 2006!

I’m not going to be around for a week or so. Mom and Dad are leaving me with Paul and Michelle while they go to Virginia. Last time I got to go with them, but they said I’m not allowed to go anymore. It’s ok, though, I prefer to stay with Paul and Michelle and my good friend Marty. I will bother him non-stop for a whole week!

I’ll try to post from time to time if I can sneak onto the Cove’s computer.

Merry Christmas! Happy Chanukah!

Mom and Dad brought back this cute little toy bear from London. It is from some place called Harrod’s. I love him. And I made him my own. But Mom seems to think it is not mine. I managed to snatch it, though. And I tore his little arm almost completely off. He is weak, and I am strong. Here are some pictures of me being tormented by the Bear after Mom took it away from me:

They found out. It took them a long time because I’m a Beagle and much, much smarter than humans. But, today they discovered where I was eating all the extra food. See, at the new Cove all the extra dog food that dogs don’t eat goes into this garbage area. No normal size dog can fit back there. But I discovered I could squeeze in. I also taught one of my buddies how to get in. We would munch all day on the delicious food the other stupid dogs didn’t eat. I don’t know how any normal dog can turn down food.

But, Paul figured it out today and now I can’t get back there. How unfair is that?

Mom and Dad picked me up on Friday from the Cove and when I got home the house was back to the way it was before all the bad people started changing the colors. There are some new colors, I think, but I can’t really tell. All I know is that I got to go sleep on my couch. I didn’t feel well on Friday, which made it even better. My stomach really hurt. I think it’s because I ate a bunch of stuff I wasn’t supposed to while at the Cove, but I’m not real sure. It’s all a big fog for me. My stomach was HUGE, but after I went to the bathroom a few times it went back to normal and I felt much better.

Dad has been playing this new game where he tries to see how long it takes me to fall over when he drives around a corner. I’ve gotten real good at leaning into the turn but every once in awhile he jerks the car and I just can’t keep my balance. Mom thinks he is being mean, but I think it is a good challenge for me. I really try to focus to keep from falling over.

Grandma and Grandpa from Ohio were here until Saturday. That’s why I haven’t updated my blog. I was too busy barking at them every time they stepped into my house. I did let Grandma take me on a walk, though, but that was only because I was on the trail of something and didn’t want to lose it. She kept trying to pet me, but I would have none of that.

On top of all that there are all these weird people in my house EVERYDAY making the walls a different color. The house is a mess. I can barely get to my couch to rest, and Mom and Dad can’t turn the heat on because there is all this stuff in the heaters way. Are they trying to kill me???