A Boring Week Wrap-up

I didn’t fall off the face of the earth. Honest. It’s just been boooooring.

This is boring…

And noisy.

See, some guy came and put some very special stuff (an epoxy) in a wall in our basement where water came in last winter. And Mom had to chisel off the coating he put on. 

I don’t go downstairs, but you should have heard it. No wonder I had to do an extra amount of sleeping!

Then some other guy came and he’s going to tear out the driveway and put new concrete down. That’s going to be this week. What is this world coming to anyway? Doesn’t Mom know I have to run and play ball?

Sage! Quit your whining…how many walks have we been on? How many times have we been to the river this past week? 

Well, maybe that’s right.

WHATEVER!

I did do something really good though. Mom went out the front door yesterday (without me, thank you very much) to talk to the yard man. So, I decided to go to! I’m not allowed to go out that door because every other time I’ve run across the street to find an elusive cat or squirrel. And Mom and Dad have to chase me down. I don’t go far, but sometimes I find some really stinky scat to roll in.

I digress….I got to the sidewalk and I heard Mom say: “Sage! COME” And I turned myself around and went right up to her! See? I can do something right. AND, I got lots and lots of treats.

And just for that (well I think that’s why), I just heard we are going to the coast in a few minutes! Maybe I can dig for dollars again.

Wordless Wednesday 4-17-13

Toddler on the Go

Do you know how Mom calls her granddaughter ‘Popstar’? Well, I just found out she really is a star. 

We love kissing!

Her Mom writes/edits/produces cookbooks and her latest–Baby & Toddler on the Go–is available for pre-order on Amazon and will be out the end of this month. Poppy was the happy tester for all the recipes and consequently eats everything her Mom makes for her. I got to sample some of it and, let me tell you, it was GOOD stuff.

If you have a few minutes, be sure to watch what made Poppy a star. She absolutely loved making this video and even threw in a few unannounced dance moves as she walks up the street!

Digging for Dollars

You know how hot I get when I run, run, run and then have to wallow in the nearest mud-puddle? Well, it’s the same when I go to the coast, except there’s no mud. I just race out to the surf and lay down to cool off. Then there’s the problem with what to drink. I was drinking the ocean water even though Mom took lots and lots of fresh water with us. She kept telling me to ‘leave it’ and I think I finally figured out why. (Mom says, if you’re squeamish, don’t read what I did). That’s the weirdest water–you drink it and it comes back up so fast my head spins. Sometimes it was coming out both ends. So, this last time, I didn’t drink the ocean water! Mom was sooooooo proud of me. Instead, I had the best time frolicking in the waves.

Then I had a thought about earning some green papers. Do you remember that some bipeds used to Dial for Dollars? That was way back before I was born, but Mom remembers.  I wanted to take that one step further and Dig for Dollars.

Aha! I found one.

The dig begins

Now I’m digging in earnest

It’s not easy to find a a perfect dollar, but perseverance wins and success was had! 

Do you think this’ll get me a whole lot of green papers, Mom?

I Must Be Living Right!

Those of you who are my Facebook friends already know the big news–my Sagemobile is fixed! Here’s what I think happened:

The people at the Volkswagen plant way over in Germany read my blog and knew…just KNEW…how important the Sagemobile is to me. So they hurried up and made a new ignition switch, put it on a rocket and sent it all the way to Portland, Oregon. It landed BAM right into my car. And it was all fixed. Just like that!! 

I knew what that meant.

Anticipation was building.

I was pacing the floor…

let’s go MOM, let’s go!!

So off we went to my favorite place ever…1000 Acres.

I had the best time running and playing. There were plenty of mud puddles and I made sure to inspect most of them. I saw this giant bird (a blue Heron) out by a pond and swam over to see it better, except it decided to go somewhere else. I think it dipped its wing at me as it flew over. 

Blue heron taking off

B&W Tongue

Friday Wrap-Up–A Must Read!!

Lots going on here in Sageville, so, let’s get started!

Treeland Security:

There’s been a lot of chatter in the trees in and around Portland about two cells of terrorist squirrels. One cell’s red and the other is brown. The chatter has gotten so intense, that I was appointed Head of Treeland Security for the Region. Holy crow, what a job! Sightings have been EVERYWHERE.

While at the Mt. Tabor dog park this week, I spied a member of the brown cell. I know it was plotting something nefarious, so I took up the chase. I came upon a gate going out the dog park which opens inward so ‘most’ dogs can’t just push their way out. With a flick of my paw, I was out the gate and hard on the heels of the terrorist. I cleared another fence without batting an eye and cornered the critter up a tree.

You say: Where was my faithful assistant, Mom? She was standing back there looking stunned at my fearless exploits. What’s up, Mom? You can’t open the gate? Do you need my help? Shake a leg!

Needless to say, the terrorist eluded me yet again. Never fear, though. It’s the brave exploits of myself and members of my team that will keep us safe.

I SCORED!

A bi-ped form of evil came to our house the other evening and tried to steal the Sagemobile. Yes! You heard right. MY SAGEMOBILE. The only form of transportation I’m allowed in when I try my best to get muddy. Fortunately we have a vigilant neighbor who chased the evil one away, but not before the ignition switch was ripped out of the steering wheel. Mom said he was going to try to ‘hot-wire’ the car, whatever that means. 

The bad news is it’s gonna cost Mom 525 green papers to get a new switch. The GOOD news is it’s going to take about 3 weeks to get fixed!! What? You say? This is what Mom told me: Volkswagens have very good security and ignition switches are specific to the VIN number on the car. It has to be manufactured in Germany and shipped to Portland. Way too technical for my little brain.

So, why is this good news? Because I get to ride in the new car!!

AND, because it’s for so long, Mom will have to take me to lots of somewheres where I’ll get dirty. I just know it.