The past week has been a whirlwind, with not a minute to spare for me to share my adventures. My grand-puppy-parents flew in from California, and it was so much fun to meet them. Our whole pack went to a local walk/run that raises money for cancer treatment, and I got to meet a whole bunch of new people. My dad's birthday was earlier in the week, and all my grand-puppy-parents came over for a nice dinner. Then, I had my first experience with my parents away, as they needed to head to Boston for my mom's two-year post-cancer check up... and thankfully they came home with great news! Yesterday we had a bunch of family over for a celebration, and it was a beautiful day... which leads me to my next story....

My First Kiddie Pool

The weather was nice, and my mom had just picked up a nice plastic kiddie pool for me to play in over the summer. My parents couldn't wait to fill it up, and to share my first moments of drenched cuteness with my grand-puppy-parents. I was a bit timid at first, curiously prodding at the water with my nose and front paw. It looked inviting, and the splashing was just so much fun.

Simple math finally pushed me into the water. Pool + ball = fun.

I'm never too busy to strike a cute pose, even after falling face first in the water.

My Big Sister, Leia

Leia and I get along so well now. When she saw me splashing around in the water, she came over and carefully stepped in to join me. She isn't really a fan of the water, so she only dipped her toes in for a short while before sunbathing in the grass.

And when she trots around the yard, I love to follow her around. Thankfully she usually keeps a slower pace so I can keep up. When she is at full speed, she leaves me in the dust!

I really look up to her and aspire to be like her when I am older. Here she is displaying one of her very impressive talents: the Art of Drooling. She's a pro. She flaps her head to make war-marks across her face and dangles long delicate strands from her jowls. This one happens to be majestically blowing in the wind.

Grass Attack!

After playing in a kiddie pool, the only natural thing to do is to roll around in the grass! Fine blades of grass were held above my head and gently showered from above. One even gracefully landed upon my nose.

And then it turned violent. Grass attack. Like little soldiers, the blades of grass covered my body. I twisted and turned in horror, but they did not give up. They continued to march...

I had no choice but to retreat. Using any energy I had left, I pulled off an incredible evasive maneuver: the shake-while-running. I'll admit it was a risky move, but it worked. I successfully freed myself from the aggressive grass army, and went back to the pool. The water was much more civilized.

Stupid Kitty

I'll end my story with this final thought: cats are stupid. My mom had set the table for dad's special birthday dinner, but as soon as she walked away, my feline brother Chewy jumped right up on the table and made himself comfortable in the bowl reserved for the bread. That's one furry biscuit!