Our Mom's just really super lame these days. Did you happen to notice that all the pictures/videos in our last three blog posts were taken in Mom's office? There is a reason for that - and it's because we've basically been living there the last couple of weeks. Now, I am as dedicated an employee as anyone ... and more so than most ... but I am getting fed up. There are other things in life besides work ... and plus, helping Mom at work so much has forced me to neglect my blog and miss out on visiting our friends as much as I like to. And, I'll just cop to this right now ... Remington, I promise that we haven't eaten any of your treats or played with your toys, but Mom has still not gotten to the post office to mail your package. Olivia is mortified, as I am I. And even if I have to put the bitey on her, like our friend Spitty suggests, I will make sure that it goes out on Tuesday. (Well, ok, I won't bite Mom - I just couldn't. It is not in my gentle nature to do such a thing. BUT - if I have to mail it myself, I promise on my honor as a canine, that it will be in the mail on Tuesday. Promise!)
So anyway ... Phoebe, Cosmo, Aunt K. and I are at Grandma & Grandpa's for the holiday weekend and we've been really busy playing with our Uncle Riley. On Monday we're going to have a BBQ - I'm looking forward to that. Maybe tomorrow I can get Mom to take some pictures of us to post so you don't forget what we look like. But right now, Phoebe and I are tired ... and I think we're going to have to go to bed now.
So anyway ... Phoebe, Cosmo, Aunt K. and I are at Grandma & Grandpa's for the holiday weekend and we've been really busy playing with our Uncle Riley. On Monday we're going to have a BBQ - I'm looking forward to that. Maybe tomorrow I can get Mom to take some pictures of us to post so you don't forget what we look like. But right now, Phoebe and I are tired ... and I think we're going to have to go to bed now.
Night night!
P.S. Spitty, Olivia sends her love. She, Tanner, and Finn are home getting "sat on." They are not happy. Then again, they wouldn't be happy if they were here, either. That is one of the troubles with cats. They are only happy when Mom never goes anywhere. But of course that means that then Phoebe and I don't get to go anywhere either ... so since I love to travel, staying at home being sat on is just something they have to deal with every now and then. Mom left lots of treats and nip, so I think they'll survive till we get back.
