Day 95: The Power Of The Cheeto!

Took a nap by cool airs to detect if the carbon man detector was gonna speak to me again.

Spent some time out front and watched a squirrel come down the tree and frolick in the grasses not ten feet away from me. Thought he must be crazy so I "leaved it".

Visited with Aunt Monica and Uncle Oscar, and that was fun. Aunt Monica shared her cheetos wif me and Uncle Oscar held my string while the mail lady talked to the Mom.


Which reminds me of something I find curious... the mail lady is terrified of sweet ole Luke. I won't take it personally as she seems like a nice woman and I never even ever barked at her. Gotta assume somebody done her wrong one day...

Aunt Dav and Uncle Benjy talked the Mom in off the proverbial ledge, and then we went on a long and fruitful (wink) walk.

Our loud thing is working hard to drown out ever body else's loud thing and cool airs are blowin.

The sounds bother me a lot, so I was happy journaling in the bunker on the cool floors... but the Mom brought in a bag of cheetos. Suddenly the big bed seems most inviting!

Day 88: Kinda Love The Outdoor Lifestyle Again!

It's late and we just got back from Aunt Monica's and Uncle Oscar's. All my friends were there, and I even made some new ones.

Startin to really love livin (mostly) outside again... but that's prolly cause the peoples are outside wif me!

Before we went over there, I had to wrestle the windows shut and locked. And by wrestle, I mean that I followed the Mom from room to room and watched her use broot force to close em and then holding a flash light in her mouf, WD40 in one hand and a wrench in the other... try to get the lock back in place...

Tomorrow's her birfday and cause I can't check my poll, got no transport or other resource, decided I'm gonna give her the thing I treasure the most at this moment...

Day 87 / Day 88 Night Blends With Morning

Uncle James brought the Mom some Meskin beer, and since I'm her drinkin partner, she set me up with a stainless steel bowl and Ozarka waters... and we parked ourselves in the driveway to enjoy the cool airs.

Uncle Oscar came over to join us and later my various nay-bor-hood kin (including Aunts Michelle and Monica and Uncles Jeff and Chuy, Aunt Veronica and Cousin Gabby). I was quite sociable ceptin canine competition.

Fact one is... Luke likes all the peoples to himself.

Fact two is... Uncle Oscar rocks. He is way good to me, and I like him for myself, thank you.

Simple formula: Pork rinds (didn't know what they were till tonight) + Pecans = Love.

Day 87: Insult To Injury!

Slept like a pup last night and woke up to a clap of thunder that sent me straight to the bunker to dig for my pal Dino! This morning is way worse than Ike ever thought a bout bein!

The Mom took these pictures as she was fightin the waters comin thru the back door. And Uncle Oscar and Aunt Monica just checked on us.

Rain's slacked a little and Mom's out of doors doing damage control. I'm in of doors not likin this not one little bit.

Day 86: Life In The Front Yard

Got me a sweet new lobster I call Ike. And I chewed hell outta him like he did my yard.



Been out back on a leash... just ain't the same as free roam.

Took me a good sweet poop in a yard bout a block and a half from here. Musta made the Mom proud, cause she bagged it and brought it home!

I had my regular dinners by lantern and the Mom had a ham sammich cross the street with Uncle Oscar and Aunt Monica. She's home now and to bed as she's tard and so am I.

Day 86: Ike Left A Mess

Fences is down partly on the side and all the way down the back of the yard, so looks like Luke's on a leash for a while.

Uncles James and Chuy cut the tree off my house, and me and the Mom are x-uberant (you know... happy). Aunt Monica and Cousin David helped the Mom rake and clean up the rest of the front yard.

Lookin more and more encouragin for me to proach as I start up new territories and expand my businesses.

Whole neighborhood's been out helpin each other clear yards and streets. Even the Mom... for a ole gal with a desk job, she's really pushin rake..

She even chased down the tricity man four blocks over and lured him from his designated job... with her pan of double fudge chocolate brownies. Ya see, we had a limb on the power line and he got it right off on a counta he had a sweet toof!