Well this week has been a week of contrasts. On Monday I went to Drumheller as Mom had some chores to do for Nana who I hadn’t met. I also had a chance to meet uncle Glenn and Aunty Kandace. In June, we’re going glamping with them (whatever that means) so that will be fun I’m sure. 

On Wednesday Mom started shifts so I staying in my kennel for the morning until Dad came back from the office to work from home for the afternoon and of course to get distracted by me.

I didn’t feel well after Dad got home. He took me for a quick walk but I didn’t enjoy it. I didn’t want any treats and half way around the block I wanted to stop so I sat down. Dad persuaded me to keep going but he knew I wasn’t enjoying it as I was slow. I walked behind him and he had to slow right down. When we got back I just lay down. I heard Dad talking to Mom on the speaking thing. He called me lethargic. I think that’s a new word for he loves me cos he spent a lot of time checking on me and giving me lots of love and attention. They didn’t feed me that evening but I didn’t mind. I didn’t feel well at all. When Mom got home, they chatted about going to the vet. I like the vet but we didn’t go. In the morning I felt much better and have been fine since which is great but I don’t want to feel like that again and I’m not sure what caused it. 

In other news, I’ve been to Nose Hill again. This time with a 50 foot leash which is nearly long enough for me to chase around with other dogs. The other thing I love about a long leash is that I’ve learned if I run around the humans In a big circle I can make them practice jump-rope .. well jump-leash really but it’s almost the same. I still reckon recall is for wimps but sometimes I let Mom and Dad think I’m getting it. 

One thing I am getting though is ‘Place’. My place is a bed in the kitchen. It’s where I can go and lay down for a couple of minutes and get a treat. That works!!

The other thing I’m getting into the habit of doing is putting myself to bed. Tonight for example, Mom’s on nights so it’s just me and Dad. When we went to bed I climbed on the bed as usual and got some loving from Dad for a few minutes. But I was getting tired so I climbed down and went into the kennel that I sleep in in the bedroom. Apparently this is pretty cool as I get high praise when I do it. 

Love and licks, Maggie  🐕 🐾