Yesterday Morning…As Promised

Yesterday morning was so beautiful outside.  Unfortunately, dad slept a little longer than planned so our morning walk was cut short so they could get to work on-time.  I hold myself partially responsible for this delay since after breakfast I went back to bed and curled up next to him and was shocked when Mom woke us up.  OOOPS!!!

Even though the the walk was just “The Short Block” I had a great time.  Had some good sniffs.  Marked some trees and marked where Ella (a lab puppy down the street) had previously peed.  My brother Sammy taught me how to both just pee a little each time so you can mark a lot of things on a single walk and also how you can really get things like trees and fences real good by lifting your back leg.  I’ll get into the details of this in another post.

Like I said, the short block was great but when we got home I still had a bit more energy.  The below video I think illustrates how I burned some of this off and how Sammy worked out his excess get-up-and-go 🙂 !

I should also mention what happened this morning prior to our walk.  I should preface this section by stating this is not something I am particularly proud of – especially when I realized exactly what it was that got…um…ripped?

Mom was working in the kitchen getting set for her busy day at work.  I was playing with the stuffed hedgehog that I got this weekend.  Don’t worry though.  Mom didn’t have to pay attention to me because I had already ripped out the squeaker and little rattle in that puppy…HA!  That part of those toys only takes me a few minutes to go through.  Therefore, mom didn’t pay attention to the shredding and ripping noises occurring in the living room…apparently she hadn’t heard me take a break to go downstairs to the basement.  Anyhow, after really getting my teeth into things and giving some very good yanks to rip things apart, I realized I hadn’t checked in with her in a little while so I carried what I had been working on with me into the kitchen – didn’t want to forget where I was at in my project.   Somehow the thing in my mouth wasn’t the hedgehog anymore but this:

I guess I must have found this sock in the basement when I went down there but I must say I don’t recall this happening.  I can’t, however, deny that what my mom found in my mouth was the black sock with the pink K on it.  I feel horrible because I know these are one of Mom’s favorites.  Luckily, she does have two of them!  I think I caught a break because she has that one as a backup…

Enough for now.

Mo-Tor