Aunt Mainey's back!

The airport has been good to me lately. First, my Momma and Pops got back from their trip to Bali, which was great! And now, Aunt Mainey is back from Australia to play with me!

Well, like the Beagle from down the road always says "The airport taketh, and the airport giveth."

I don't really know why he lisps sometimes. Maybe it's a beagle thing.

And in other news, Aunt Jol passed her driving test! Now maybe she can give me car rides too!

My Humans are back from Bali!

So just to get things up to date, I've spent the last 10 days in misery. Well, it's nice to hang out with my grandparents and all, but they don't pamper me the way my Momma and Pops do. And they definitely don't let me sleep in their bedroom either.

When I smelled my Humans coming through the door, I was so happy that I farted three times in a row! And then pooped twice, but not in row.

It was so wonderful to have them back! I ran around in circles, I pounced on Momma over and over again, and I even occasionally showed my Pops some attention (when Momma insisted). Then they started unpacking, and that's when I noticed something was wrong, and maybe my Humans didn't love me as much as I love them.

Momma... where are my presents?

They didn't buy me anything from Bali.

No snacks, no toys... not anything. I thought maybe that was just a little mistake. But things got worse!

After 10 days away, the first thing my Pops does for me is to take me into the torture chamber and give me a bath! Why would he do that? I've been grooming my doggy smell for the past week, just to be all nice and smelly for them. Sure I had some pee-paw action going on, but that's no big deal, right?

I hiew-hiewed a lot in the shower, and did my best to hide in corners and keep away from my Pops. He got annoyed at my antics, and started telling me how lucky I was to have someone pick out my dingleberries for me, when the dogs in Bali didn't get proper baths and were poor, dirty, and hungry.

Pops says that the dogs in Bali are hungry
and poor, and I should feel very lucky.

So that was that. I didn't get any presents, and I got showered. But not everything is all bad though....

At least I get to sleep on their feet again. I like snuggling up to my Humans when I sleep.

Back from my break!

Hi doggy pals!

It's me, Sonic! I haven't been blogging for such a long time, that I think some of you might have completely forgotten about me already. I blame Pops, of course. Because it's never my fault... it's always the Humans' fault.

So I've been chilling out a lot...

So here are a few updates about what's been going on for the past few weeks:

There was a week when Pops and I made many many trips to the nasty place the humans call the airport. First we sent Aunt Mainey away, then it was Momma, then my grandparents, then finally Uncle Eff. Basically, in 10 days Pops and I sent every member of our family away! It was so awful. I missed everyone so much!

Being home alone with Pops meant we had quite a bit of quality time together. We had a long talk about Pops' childhood and how grandma used to bring him along to awful activities like shopping or visiting her friends, and Pops would have nothing to do but sit in a corner and stare at a wall. You see, this was a long time ago, before humans had things like iPhones, laptops, or even something my Pops called a "Gameboy".

He then promised me that he would never bring me along to boring places like that. I'm not sure I know what he's talking about though - everywhere is interesting to me, and I can always keep myself entertained by leaving Golden Offerings around.

Pops bought me some snacks to
distract me from missing Momma

Momma and my grandparents are back now. Momma went to Bali again, and came back  all darker... like a daschund. Then she raved and raved and raved about the beauty of the ocean and how fun it was to surf, while Pops just smiled and stared blankly.

So excited was Momma that we ended up renting two surfing movies for her to watch: Point Break and Blue Crush. And then that weekend, they took me to the beach for the very first time!

I have to say, I didn't really like the beach. It was awful and scary! It's hot, the ground is funny and soft, and the water! There was this part where the water kept rushing at me and trying to wash me away! I was so scared, but my Humans thought it was funny. They're weird like that.

That's a lot of water out there...

No, Momma... I don't want to go there!

Time to get out of here!

Anyway, I'm going to go and catch up with your blogs now. I'll write again soon!

Momma went away... again!

This morning, I thought I overheard something strange... something that sounded like "airport!"

Oh no! And my worse nightmares came true... Momma was packing to go away again! I tried to stop her again, but her packing skills were too good for me.

What are you doing, Momma?

Anyway, Pops tried to console me and tell me that she's only gone for a few days, but it's already feeling like a looooooong time. Dog time is reaaaaaally long.

No, don't pack those things away, Momma!

I mean, it's been only one human day, but in dog time it's been a week. Hiew hiew hiew!

I tried to hide in the luggage again, but failed.

Airport pwnage

Now as you all know, the airport is a nasty, nasty place. Every single time my humans need to go to the airport, it means one of my favorite humans will be going away. My Momma went to Sandy Eggo for two weeks, and Aunt Mainey and Uncle Eff are still away in Australia right now.

No, not the airport!!!

So I was kinda a bit freaked out when Pops took me to the airport the other day. After all, it was just me or him. So either he was going away, or he was sending me away! I didn't like any of those options at all.

But it turns out that we were just picking my grandparents up! And everytime grandma goes away, she comes back with presents and toys! I was so excited!!!

So we parked at the carpark and waited, as the plane was delayed. We couldn't go into the airport itself as non-government dogs aren't allowed there (I saw a van drive past carrying some government issue German Shepherds). Pops took me out so that I could sniff some international-smelling grass and leave some Golden Offerings on the trees.

Something tastes foreign...

It was okay, I guess... funny smells, funny tastes... There were giant metal birds flying past, leaving behind yucky tastes and smells. I think I prefer the trees and grass back at home.

International relations

Anyway, we picked up grandma and grandpa, and I DID get presents! But Momma won't let me have them yet, until I decide which of my old toys to throw out. Anyway, I'll post about my new toys later.

Momma's home!!!

Yay! Momma's back! Pops was actually planning to go and pick Momma up at the airport, and surprise her with a super-tidy bedroom and flowers, but he was such a silly human and he got the dates wrong! So imagine his surprise when Momma calls up the night before we were planning to go to the airport! Luckily, grandfather was there to pick Momma and grandmother up.

What's in the bag, Momma?

Snackies!

So anyway, Momma got back and she brought snacks!!! Snacks from Sandy Yago! I gobbled one up pretty quickly, so now I'm hoping to get more.

The complete collection

Poor Momma is exhausted now though. She's been walking around like a zombie since she got back. I hope spiders didn't climb into her ear and mind-controlled her. Naw... that only happens to pitbull terriers.

Where in the world is Sandy Yago?

This morning, we went to the airport and it was just as I feared! Momma went inside with Grandmother, and then Pops and I drove off without them!!! Hiew hiew hiew!

How will I get to sleep without my Momma to tuck me in?

Pops told me that Momma is going on a holiday to a place in America called Sandy Yago... I'm not sure where that is, but it sounds a bit like a beach of some sort. Pops says she's only going to be gone for 10 days, but that's like 3 dog months!!! I'm going to miss her so much!!!

Actually, I miss her already! I hate the airport!

This is my first night without Momma, and I've spent it hiew hiewing at my Pops. I think he's getting pretty antsy... he must miss Momma as much as I do.

Airport? NOOOOO!!!!

Last night, there was some very unusual stuff going on in the bedroom. Momma was tossing some of her clothes into a big black bag. She doesn't normally do that at all. So I went to check it out.

"What's with the clothes, Momma?
What are you doing?"

So as I snooped around a bit more, she kept piling on and on the clothes, and then started charging up the camera and asking Pops for SD cards and stuff. What's an SD card, anyway? Is it something like a V-day card, like the one Brutus got from Stella? I didn't think so... and something wasn't right.

Then I heard my Humans use the terrifying word: "airport."


Noooo!!! My Momma's going away??? What if she goes away for a long time, like Aunt Mainey and Uncle Eff? What am I going to do without Momma? I'm freaking out here! I don't know what to do!!! What if Momma's leaving me forever? Pops doesn't even know how to give me a bath without getting soap in my eyes!

I'm soooo sad! Hiew hiew hiew!!!