Baby Man turns three!

Hi everyone,
This past week has been exciting. We've had Yorkie sightings I went on the "Little Bus" to go shopping and Monday was Sunfire's 3rd birthday! If it got anymore exciting than that I'd probably just keel over. Okay, we had an actual Yorkie sighting this past weekend. Yorkies are kind of like moles (not the face kind, the dirt kind). They don't venture out much when it is hot outside. I guess their tiny bodies can't take the heat. But on Thursday last week, I saw one playing outside. He was the little one. He was just having a time of it running and jumping at the little blue moths, acting like a real dog. I figured that his people didn't know he was out there and I was right. His mom came out and started calling him. Again, acting like a real dog, you could see his little mind twitching, "should I ignore her or be a good little toy dog and go to her. Well, good won out over bad and with his little ears down he went to his mama and went inside. I kind of felt sorry for the little booger. This little guy and I are kind of friends. Ever since I baby sat for them, this little one runs out onto the porch every time he sees me and gives tail wags and little barks and jumps up and down. I still don't know what his name is, I call him Critter. The other two don't trust me and still do the ferocious bark thing and run like hell when they see Sunny or Mira, what they don't realize is that the other four are just as likely to eat them as Sunny and Mira, Actually, Mira might eat them, she damn near eats anything, but Sunny can be a fussy eater and I don't know if Yorkie is on his preferred list. I know cat is.

Oh the joys of being an old fart. I may never drive again. I found that Rabun county (GA) has a great service. Actually it has several services. This county has a lot of seniors and is also a pretty wealthy county to boot. The service I used is called "Dial-a-ride". This is so cool, you call the day before and schedule a pick up (of you) and a little bus comes right to your door and a nice bus driver helps you into the bus. In my case, I even got a little footstool because of my little short legs. I got taken to the doctor's office first and then picked up when I was done and taken to Walmart to shop. I got picked up when done and the nice bus driver unloaded all my stuff from the cart into the bus and then unloaded all my stuff into the house when we got to it. All this great service and for only $6.00! That includes being picked up, stopping at up to three places and being brought home. As I said, I may never drive again!!

Okay, for the big news, ta-da..... Baby Man (Sunfire) turned 3 years old on Monday. Remember that I told you that male Dals don't grow a brain until they are at least 5 years old? Well that still applies. He is still a goober and a silly dog. I had bought some ice cream for his birthday, vanilla, because I am not even going to deal with the "I want this type etc". If ice cream came is "butt" flavor everyone would be happy. I also got some hot dogs too. So we all had a "Doo birthday party". We don't wear hats, but we do dance and eat and sing. Siren favored us with her rendition of the "Boogey woogey blues". Which is made up of some complicated shuffles and jumps along with a lot of body wagging. That girl can cut a rug. Sunfire and Riggins sang the "Wooo-wooo-wooo song" They are a great duo. Mira practiced her slight of paw hot dog stealing. Sunny of course couldn't attend because he acts like a complete asshole and fights with Sunfire, but he did share in the goodies. Lotto just hung around and ate and smiled. The rest of the evening was given over to competitive farting. Dogs are lactose intolerant and hot dogs make everyone fart. Lotto won the contest, she has years of practice on all of them.

Okay, last bit of news is that Sun man has decided to throw his paw back into the ring. He is going to be shown as a veteran starting with the Atlanta shows in October. He is very excited about this and very sure that he is winning material. We have already begun a show routine with him which involves an hour or two of exercise, usually running through the creek followed by scaring the crap out of the Yorkies. His diet is also changing, he is now regulated to eating only high quality dog food, no more pizza or oreos. That one hurts, but no pain, no gain. Finally we are extending his rest period by 1 hour, so instead of getting 13 hours of sleep a day, we have upped that to 14. The good part of that though is that he gets to sleep that extra hour sleeping on the bed, same as the other 13.

Well folks, I'm gonna sign off for now. I have plans in the future for visiting the Senior center. That ought to provide some great material. Seniors are even funnier that Yorkies......