Tuesday, August 11th

Well here I am again. Mom finally said it was OK for me to blog tonight since it isn't too late yet so maybe I can get all my peeps caught up on my travels so far.

On Tuesday I think hell must of froze over or there were pigs flying or some such thing because Mom and Dad were awake and getting up at 5:00 am!! It's a good thing my bed sits close to the floor because otherwise I might have fallen out and got a concussion. So then they left me at home when they went out around 6:45 am...the nerve!! I didn't know where they were going at such an hour, but oh did I figure it out when they got home. Those little woofers went out to breakfast without me!! I know the smell of Family Pancake House when it wafts off their breath while saying hi to me and acting all innocent!!

Later on these two guys I had never met came to our house. Mom says they were there to help pack all our stuff into that big white box in the driveway. I never realized how much stuff Mom and Dad have. It sure wasn't my stuff because Mom threw out all my old toys that I had ripped apart. I don't know why...I'm sure there was still plenty of good chewabale hours left in those toys!! But, you know what? She bought me my very own cow to take on our trip. He's kind of flat for a cow and squeaks instead of mooing, but I like him anyway.

Here is a picture of the big white box with just a little of Mom and Dad's stuff in it.



After those guys left, I had a special visitor...my puppy raiser Lisa came to say goodbye. I was so excited!! She brought my mom a card and a small calendar for next year with black lab puppies in it. That has got to be the best calendar ever except they forgot to put me in there! Here's a picture of me with Lisa.



When Uncle David came home he helped Dad finish packing stuff in the big white box. We were all so tired after that. Dad said he had muscles that hurt that he didn't even now he had. After that we went to the Hampton Inn up in Lynnwood to spend the night because those guys had packed the beds. I mean really...what were they thinking? Don't they know we need beds to sleep on? So then you know what? They did it again!! They left me in the hotel and went to have dinner with Uncle David.

That's OK though because I got a real good laugh watching Dad try to get Mom into bed later on that night. There was this box thing under the bed and Dad was fussing up a storm, but he managed through it all to get Mom in the bed. It was funny the next morning too because Dad helped Mom get dressed on the floor. They said it was easier than trying to get on the bed again. I've never seen Mom down on my level before. Oh well on to Wednesday...