Monday, July 27, 2009

It gets lonely traveling - the dingy hotels, the bad cable programming, the surly employees at the when Mom came back from visiting with her Indianapolis friends, I was ecstatic for to have her company.

The only thing I miss about Indianapolis

On Thursday, Mom and Dad decided to treat me to a day at Camp Bow Wow. When they dropped me off in the morning, my favorite camp counselor, Radinaa, was at the front desk. (I happen to know I'm Radinaa's favorite too; she often plucks me from the masses, brings me up to the front, and lets me sit in her lap.) When I saw her, I ran into her arms and didn't look back, crying out of sheer delight all the while. Mom and Dad have never heard me cry so much and think they're chopped liver now.

Look at my report card! I already can't wait to go back.

Snug as a bug

Here I am, ensconced comfortably in my new carrier under the seat in front of Mom
on our flight out to Indianapolis (by way of Atlanta). Most other passengers were shocked to learn there was a dog in their midst - I was a very, very good girl. From our cab ride to Laguardia at 6 pm til our arrival in Indianapolis at 3 am, I was accident-free. I think I passed my test with flying colors!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Girly time

Mom and I have bonded quite a bit these last few days. Last night I helped her paint her nails; tonight we may get ambitious and watch a chick flick. She has brought fro-yo home every night because she knows I enjoy licking the bowl, and even hunted down several bags of "Cheese, Please!" crackers, which we finally ran out of (they dole them out too sparingly if you asked me).

I especially like it when she wears Dad's favorite shirt and lets me sit in her lap like he does:

She's about to leave for the pet store to buy something - more cheesy treats, perhaps?

Missing my Dad

Dad is away on business yet again and I'm in a decline. I'm so depressed that I plopped down on the newspaper Mom was reading in bed. Little did I know at the time that she was right in the middle of the Times article about flying with your pets on commercial airlines. Hmmmm, I wonder why she was reading that?

Monday, July 20, 2009

Who's Shaggier, me or Dad?

I think Dad wins right now. Although, I hear he's getting his hair cut this week. You know much has been said about me always being in my Dad's arms. Everyone says how I'm such a Daddy's girl. But maybe it's just because I can get a better view of my Mom from his arms!

Monday, July 13, 2009

First NYC Taxi Trip!

Hmmm, what would be the best route to take?

Driver, south on Greenwich, please!

Now I'm going to sit back and enjoy the ride.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

On the road to DC...

Dad is quite the traveling businessman, so Mom tagged along to visit with her childhood best friends. They brought me too: here I am on my traveling perch (on top of their luggage in the back seat).

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Bonding time with Mom

Dad went back to Indianapolis on business this past week, so us girls were on our own. In my typical fashion, I was naughty for the first day, but we eventually settled into a nice routine. When Mom doesn't have to act as a foil to Dad's Good Cop routine, she can actually be pretty fun. Dare I say I actually enjoyed her company just as much as Dad's?

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Trying to class up this joint

While Mom and Dad were indulging in low-brow abominations like deviled eggs, potato salad, (soy) hot dogs, and the tackiest dessert I've ever seen (white box cake [oh, the horror] soaked with strawberry "jello" and topped with COOL WHIP), I decided to raise the level of refinement in St. Michaels Maryland by holding a tea party. To wit: