Something's going on and I don't know what it is...

But whatever it is, it means that I do not get to see Daddy. I have not seen Daddy since last week when he left the house in a suit and Mommy got in the car with him. They both went away in the car. Then the car came back, but Daddy wasn't in it. Just Mommy. I did not think that anything of it at the time, but now that I look back upon the last week, I remember that things have been very suspicious around here. Mommy and Daddy would both look at me and say, "I think she nose." Nose what? Whose nose? I did not know what they meant by that.



And one night Daddy started packing his clothes into a suitcase, and some more clothes into a big, big "duffel" bag, and he even put his golf clubs in a bag. He took all that with him when he left the house last week. I hope that he has a house or even just a bed in those bags because he hasn't been in his for a while.

What else is weird? My Mommy is letting me sleep in the bed at night with her. Daddy isn't there. I get to sleep in his space and put my head on his pillows and smell where his hair and his feet were last. If I sniff long and hard enough, it is almost like he is there. But I can not see him.

Mommy is also taking me lots of places in the car, but I have to ride in the new "airline" crate she bought me. She told me that whenever I go in the crate, I get to go on a special trip. Yesterday that trip was a long one. We drove for miles and miles, but I kept nice and quiet because Mommy assured me that it would be worth it--that we would see Doggies when we were done driving. Doggies! Oh how I love doggies. They are almost as cute and smart and fun-loving as me.


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When we were done traveling in the car, I could tell right away that Mommy was right--we were going to see Doggies. Not just any Doggies, but my cousins! We saw Duffy at one house and Oscar and Frankie at another house. I liked hanging out with Duffy a lot. He is a big dog and he's got loads of class. He was so polite that he showed me that going in the pool was fun... even though I heard that he's really kind of afraid of it. So I let my Grandad bring me in the water, and I moved my little paws and somehow, I just knew how to swim! After I got out, Duffy went in all by himself for the first time in his life! I wasn't so quick to relive the experience, and I only went in one more time when Mommy lifted me into the water. I swam to the edge real quickly again, and pulled myself out. I am not really sure I like swimming.



And I miss my Daddy.

*puppy licks*

Fourth of July on the Fourth of August?

It is August 4th! That means my mommy took these pictures a whole month ago. I have been bugging her to get them up here every day, all day. How do I do that? When I see her using her lapbook, I jump up onto the couch and I step on the letters until she tells me, "Maggie, off!" Then I put my nose on her nose and sniff really hard, so her nose breath goes up my nose and I smell it. Then I put my whole belly in her face so she can not see the lapbook screen. Then I bark!

So after a month of doing this every day, Mommy has finally put up these pictures from the 4th of July.

See me?



Mommy offered me treats just to look at her camera and look patriotic.



Good treats.



More treats?!



Mmmmm.... treats.

So I keep hearing Mommy and Daddy talking about "moving to Colorado." And for some reason they are worried about ME moving to Colorado. Something about flying in a plane or driving a truck. I do not know how to tell them that I do not know how to do either of these things. So I guess they should be worried. Have any of you moved to Colorado before? Should I be scared?

*puppy licks*