A few weeks ago, our friends Kimmie, Jamalyn and Leah had a party and let lots of puppies and dogs come. Their friend Brian came and helped some of them learn how to behave better. Scout got to go, but I stayed home (I’m perfect, so I don’t need any more training.)

He told the folks that if their dog was misbehaving, make the dog lay down and put one hand on his neck and one on his back leg to make him be still and relax. I overheard Mom telling someone that she’d been doing it to Scout when she plays too rough…

Well, this morning, Scout was jumping on the sofa and trying to take my bottle away – just acting crazy! So I sat on her head to calm her down. It works!

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I do NOT like thunder…. I just do not.

Mom says not to worry and Dad says it’s just noise – but I still don’t like it. It sounds like guns, or loud trucks, or something- I always think something is trying to get us. I bark to warn Mom and Dad but they don’t seem to worry about it.

Scout isn’t worried. She just runs around and plays and doesn’t even notice it. Maybe I just need to pray about it.  After all, Jesus says take all our cares to Him.

Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.  I Peter 5:7

Guess what? This weekend we get to celebrate a birthday! Dad says  that it’s our country’s birthday – Dad says we get to celebrate our freedom from oppression from another country. I’m not really sure what that means, but I think it means we can play like we want to, and say what we want and worship God like we want (I really like that part). I’m real excited about it- I hope we get to cook out, because that means we might get to catch the pieces that drop!

Some folks like to shoot off fireworks, and I know Mom and Dad like to watch them. But please remember that to us dogs, fireworks sounds like thunder or gunshots – so please make sure we’re safely inside so we won’t get scared and  run away. (Last year there were several dogs who ran away during the fireworks and I don’t think some of them ever came home.) Mom and Dad will have us inside, and Scout will be in her crate- and they turn the TV on to METV so the cowboys will be louder than the noises outside.

Please remember to keep your furbabies safe during all the excitement!

It’s tough being a furbaby mom, especially if you have more than one. We love Hope and Scout, and we enjoy giving them treats, but sometimes it gets a little confusing.

You see, this morning I visited the new pet store in Troy, and they had pork bones on special for the grand opening, so I bought two: one for Hope and one for Scout.  Simple, huh?

Well, not so much. I unwrapped them and gave one to each girl- they got up on their sofa and started chewing away.

Everything was great so I came back to the office to start back to work. Soon they came down the hall; Hope had this piece of bone in her mouth, and Scout was barking at her.

So, it comes down to a tough decision- did Scout eat all of hers, and then try to take Hope’s away?

Or…. did Hope eat all of hers, and then decide that Scout wasn’t eating hers fast enough?

I ended up giving it to Hope, and then found another piece hidden in the blankets and gave it to Scout. Hoping that settles things.

Feeling a bit like Solomon in the story of the two mamas – though not quite that dramatic.

This weekend is Father’s Day – so you should make sure you tell your dad how much you love him!

Dad does an awful lot for us- he gets us meatballs and makes sure we have a bunch when he and Mom have to go somewhere. And when he’s making a grilled cheese sandwich, he always gives us some cheese too.

Best of all, he loves us and takes care of us…. so we’re gonna give him some extra doggie kisses this weekend.

Give your dad a call!

Earlier this week, our friend Ms Liz came over;  she brought her new baby,  a tiny little puppy whose name is Trixie.  Mom let me come outside to meet her, and we played in the yard a little bit. She would run at me, and then when I ran back towards her, she would hide behind someone’s feet. After a few minutes, Mom picked her up and started talking to her- then she told me that Trixie is my little sister! I couldn’t believe it.

She said that Trixie and I have the same mama (not Mom), so she really is my little sister.

Mom wouldn’t let Scout come out and meet her this time- Scout might accidentally knock her over and we didn’t want her to get hurt.

I’m so glad to find out about my little sister; even though we won’t live together, it’s nice to know that I have family in other places.

Mom says sometimes people get adopted too, just like me- ’cause you know Mom isn’t my ‘real’ Mom, right? Sometimes people aren’t able to live with their ‘beginning’ family, so someone else who loves them a lot adopts them and they become part of that family. I think that’s pretty cool.

If I could have a wish, it would be that every dog and cat, and every person, could have a happy family who loves them forever. I’m gonna put that in my prayers tonight.

Ya’ll are not going to believe this! There were monsters in our yard this last week. But let me start at the beginning.

First, Dad told Mom that the air unit outside wasn’t working, so we just threw all the windows up and turned on the fans ’til Dad figured out the best thing to do. This gave Scout and me lots more stuff to watch outside- in fact, one day we got so excited about something outside that we pushed the storm window loose and Mom had to fix it.

Then Dad bought a air conditioner and put it in the window in our bedroom (we are very nice and let Mom and Dad share it with us) – boy it feels nice and cool, but it blocks the window.

So Scout and I have to get up on the bed and watch that way. Which is exactly how we found out about those monsters. Yeah, they looked like regular people, but they kept walking around in our yard, and digging holes and sticking little flags in the grass. What real person does that?  I knew we had to keep a close eye on them – they even parked their truck across the road – and I don’t care what anybody says, that is still my yard because I can see it.

We kept a close watch til Mom started laughing at us – she even took that picture to show Ms Leah and Ms Kimmie and Ms Jamalyn and my BFF, Jordan.

They’re laughing now, but just wait til somebody tries to eat them all up while they’re sleeping – then I guess they’ll believe us.

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For thus the Lord says to me, “Go, station the lookout, let him report what he sees. Isaiah 21:6

PS- thank ya’ll for praying for our buddy Carl- he’s doing great and should be coming back home before too long!

You may not know, but before Scout came to live with Mom and Dad and me,  she lived with Jennifer and Daniel, who  have Fat Boy (her dog dad), Deedee, Petey and Monkey (her dog mom); Jenn and Daniel kept one of her brothers, and his name is Carl.

Well, the other day Carl was outside playing, and all of a sudden, Daniel and his friends heard him screaming, so they ran outside.  One of his legs was broken, and another one was scraped up real bad, and his mouth and his back were hurt.

Jenn and Daniel took him to the vet and he’s going to be all right – but he’s gonna have to stay with the vet for a while ’til his legs get better. Mom and Dad were scared, and so were we – we like Carl and we didn’t want him to get hurt.

When we say our prayers every night, we’re praying for Carl to get back as good as new, so he can run and play.  We hope you’ll pray for him too.

And if you’re out driving, please watch out for kids and dogs and cats. Sometimes we’re playing so hard  we get distracted and don’t realize we’re too close to the road. If you do accidentally run over someone’s dog or cat, please be kind and stop to let someone know. It’s the human thing to do.

I know Mom has told ya’ll about how Hope likes to chase the ‘possums when they’re on the porch at night. And I’m sure you remember the night she ran right off the end of the porch. Well, now she’s done something that even tops that!

The other night when we were going outside, Mom put my harness on me and we went out the door- I guess one of the ‘possums was on the porch, but instead of running off the end, it just ran down the steps and out into the yard.

Of course, Hope jumped right over the steps to get to it- Mom was yelling at Hope (boy she sounded scared), trying to get her to come back on the porch, and Hope was barking at the ‘possum, and the ‘possum was hissing at Hope! They were circling around each other, and it looked like Hope was going to bite the ‘possum. Meanwhile, I was pulling on the leash- I just knew I could get in there and help Hope…. Boy what a lot of excitement! I loved it.

But Mom finally got Hope’s attention, and when she turned around, the ‘possum ran around the house.

We did get to finish our walk, but then Mom took us back inside so she could check Hope to make sure she was OK.  Not a scratch on her; but she sure was scaring that ‘possum!

After we went to bed that night, Hope whispered in my ear, “Let’s do that again tomorrow night!”

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Dad says he thinks Hope’s favorite Bible verse is:
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7