swimming

on sunday morning, we went to ashland and found a beach! i love to swim...it is my favorite and my best. when i first saw the water, mom let me off my leash and i went jumping in like a wild gazelle. i'm not sure what a gazelle is, but that's what my moms kept saying...
it felt soooooo good to play in the water...they threw my tennis ball for me and i even met a new friend named phoenix. she is pretty. i kind of wanted to be intimate with her, but she didn't want any part of that. oh well. it was worth a try. after our swim and hike, we went for a long car ride and i took a big nap. sunday was a good day.

today was a very exciting day. moms let me come with them this morning when they left, and they brought me to a big place with lots of crates and lots of other dogs. i came out to play with the other dogs and people were watching me play. after a long playtime and a lot of time awake (i don't think i napped one bit!) all of a sudden, someone came to get me, and all of a sudden there were my moms! i heard them talking and they said i was a very good boy and that i can come to camp anytime i want. moms said that i would be back tomorrow! you can watch me if you click on the day camp web cam link here: best friends
i think my moms said something about me going every day! wahoo!!!

mmmmmmm plastic

yesterday i managed to shred (and maybe even swallow a little bit) at least five plastic bags while home in my crate. Moms hung the bag collection on the back door so they're easy to grab for poop patrol. i thought it was awesome that the bags were close to my crate and played a fun game to see how many i could get INSIDE my crate. good times. cleo thinks i'm ridiculous. she thinks she knows everything.
Then, we went into the big noisy city with moms. They left us in the car for just a bit in a cool shady parking garage while they had an important appointment. I was bouncing around the car when i found a jar of peanutbutter. Mandy had put it there the day i stayed in my crate in the car (i call it the barkiest day). I realized that i do not have thumbs... shoot... so i used my teeth to get the jar opened. i realized that the plastic tasted good so i chewed on it while eating up the peanut butter. When Mandy got back to the car, of course she noticed right away... gosh she notices everything!
Needless to say i was parched. peanutbutter makes me thirsty. I closed my eyes real tight and wished for a water bowl to polish off, but nothing happened... ahhh man.
We finished our adventure off at the park in Boston. it was nice but kinda scary. we walked around in a big circle and saw other dogs, squirrels, birds, ducks, even a man feeding squirrels who mom called the squirrel whisperer.... it was nerve-racking. i was a little jumpy. Geez... cleo's always so perfect, of course she wasn't scared at all. sometimes i wish i were more like her, but don't tell her i said so.
Then we when we got home, i got a little dinner, moms totally jipped me on the grub. they said i had enough peanut butter to fill my belly. I'm not sure my belly ever gets filled, but i ate the tiny dinner and then whined... A LOT. Finally mom let me out of my crate and i kinda overreacted and got a little too excited. my made me lay down and it felt a little better, but i was still jumpin', my motor roaring. So mom put my leash and prong collar on and MADE me behave. so i was like "good night."
Then, when it was still dark, my belly starting really hurting and mom woke up when i was gagging. she sighed, i think she might have known it was going to happen. How did she know? i didn't even know.

water

i really like to drink water. i usually have a bowl in my crate, and i drink it right away. but in the kitchen, there is a bowl that we all drink from. when i think about it, i like to drink from that bowl. a lot. usually when i'm drinking, i put down my baby next to the bowl. and then i drink. i drink and i drink and i drink. sometimes my moms call out my name. i usually take my drippy mouth right over to them. but when they just say that i've had enough to drink, i go back over to the water bowl. i like to drink until it's all gone. i make a big wet mess on the floor. i just love to get a drink.

snip snip

the note from the vet, mom read it out loud, said "Jack was a good boy." I mean, I was pretty out of it, but i know i was a good boy. it was no big deal. alot of the people at the vet made a sad face at me. to be honest, i'm not sure that i needed those balls. they kinda got in the way, and i was always sitting on them, which is not terribly comfortable. Oh, and now my teeth are gleaming white, everyone keeps noticing. my moms seem pretty pleased with the vet, i think he's pretty cool. He gives me treats and tells me i'm handsome... what's not to like.

play group at the schoolcraft's in NY

this weekend i met buddy, and sarah's mom and dad. buddy is fun but he keeps wanting to jump on my bum. it is annoying. cleo and i are getting along really well. she's so barky though.

when everyone was in the living room on saturday morning, i figured out that i could reach things off the kitchen counter. i ate a whole box of cheese danish. i love danish. mmmmm.