Are You Ready Yet?

Whenever anyone takes too long to leave the house for a walk, Bailey begins to pout. She will make it known that she is upset by first following us around the house, then if we decide to sit down Bailey will sit in front with glaring eyes. If the humans still don't get the picture, Bailey pulls out her last move - complain as loud and ridiculous as possible.

A Letter to Say Thanks

Dear Mr. Bread Man (aka Nick),

Thank you for all the mid-walk snacks and a doggy bag full of your deliciously home made bread for when I return home. I don't blame my humans when they sneak a bite or two from the freshly made loaf of bread because I would do the same if I were them!

Normally, I am only fed a few slices as a treat while the rest of it is saved for the next day. They believe that if I eat too much bread in one day I might have a tummy ache. I think it's an excuse to trick me into eating my dinner.

With many happy dances,
Bailey

A Mountain Dog's Dream

It was snowing quite heavily the day we chose to head up to the mountain for some fun. Being conditioned for that kind of weather, we didn't mind at all. Instead, it was bit of a relief from the rain. 

It was so chilly out that icicles were forming on Bailey's whiskers! On top of that, we slathered on an invisible boot balm on her pads to protect them from the frigid weather. The balm did in fact help shield her pads, but it didn't help prevent formation of snowballs between her toes. Does anyone have advice on how to prevent that from happening?

Naturally, Bailey's instincts kicked in at the first scent of snow. Once off leash she is like a Tasmanian devil, darting all over the trail and passing everyone who was too slow. At one point when she couldn't stop herself from running at full speed she ran into a man, stepped on his skis and almost tripped him. She seemed to learn from her mistake as she would pull over to the side of the trail and let people pass.

"I dare you to jump..."

The Case of the Kibble Scatterer

"It wasn't me. I'm not the one who's been spitting out the old food to eat the new food. Rather the old food 'slipped' out of my mouth and onto the floor..."