I'd like to thank everyone for their kind words of support for the momma after my Grandpa Dave passed away. I've said it before and I'll say it again, it's really great to know so many wonderful people through my blog.
I got to go with the momma up to see Grandma Lynda last week. The momma and I stopped so I could see this sign outside of the firehouse where my Grandpa Dave volunteered for 32 years. He was a Nationally Certified Safety Officer, one of the only ones in NY State. He was kind of a big deal, hehe.
That's my Grandpa Dave
Hey, wait a minute... why doesn't it say "Grandpa Dave?"
Anyway, I don't normally get to
pester visit Grandma Lynda and Grandpa Dave... I'm kind of a spazoid crazy dog and I run around and bump into things and knock people things over. I just get so excited! But, the momma took me up with her last Wednesday.
Want to know why?
To cheer Grandma Lynda up with this handsome face, of course!
Ok, well, that was my reasoning... the momma says I had to go with her so she could keep an eye on me. You see.... when the momma wasn't home on Tuesday, I was napping on the couch and a horrible thing happened. Squirrels invaded my house and went through the trash! Can you believe it? I was sleeping so soundly, I didn't even notice, but later that night when I was getting all sickly, I realized they MUST have drugged me.
The momma didn't believe me about the squirrels.
BUT! I'm feeling much better and the momma is no longer worried about me getting sickly. I'm still worried about how those pesky squirrels got in and need to make sure it never happens again! Although, I lost my free house roaming privileges while the momma and dad are out of the house, so I'm back to crate duty.