Okay, so, I'm still alive. Just in case you were wondering. Mommy Claire might have wanted to strangle me sometimes lately, but I run pretty darn fast.
I have decided that being in the house is for the birds. When Mommy Claire gets up in the morning and lets me out, I wait for her to walk away from the door and run up and splat myself against it acting like I want to come in. When she comes to the door, I run to the FAR back of the yard and laugh. I do this about 5 times before she stops trying to open the door. She just puts water in my bowl, which I then try to shake clay into so she has to clean it and refill it. Paws work great for that part.
Today, Sabre and I stayed out all morning and just went inside for lunch. When she let us out after lunch, we refused to come in. FREEDOM TO DIG!!!! Wooo Hoooo!
The yard excavation is going well. Echo told me bones were buried out here so I'm trying to find them. I dug one hole big enough to hide in.
Mommy Claire snapped a picture of me outside after a hard morning's work excavating. The glass is really dirty because I took everyone's advice and messed it up so the ghost husky would leave me alone.
Oh, and hey Ozzie, I weigh 40 pounds!!!!! Mommy Claire said 5 of it is clay...