As promised-My Boxing Day Adventure

Mom’s sis is visiting from Texas, so we took her along on my adventure. Or was that the other way around? Either way…we went. :)

Our first stop was a cemetery—what was that all about??? Well, Mom & her sis’ great-grandparents are buried there and Mom was born on their great-grandmother’s birthday and her sis was born on their great-grandfather’s birthday. Weird, huh?Mom's GG-fatherThey packed me in the car and we took a looooong ride out the Columbia Gorge–sis had never been there. Our first stop was Multnomah Falls. There’s been so much rain that a second waterfall appeared.

I thought that was pretty cool!

And on we went–all the way out to Hood River (about 60 miles east of Portland). I took a nap.

Fortunately we didn’t run into any snow, although it was up there in the hills.

Once we got there, they left me in the car with a couple of dehydrated chicken hearts while they ate pizza. Doesn’t sound fair, does it? Hood River

But there was a really good end to my adventure.A romp at 1000 Acres A little foot wettingAnd I didn’t even have to get a bath!A treat? For me?Treat, please?

I Think I Like This Place!

Sometime before Turkey Day, and after a looooong car ride, we got to the Popstar’s new home. You see, they moved a couple of months ago to Petaluma, a small town just north of San Francisco. I thought it was pretty nice, especially when we went for a walk. 20151122_154544

I got to see sheep

And chickens

 And more sheep!

I turned 6-years-old (for real, this time) and the Popstar and I had a party, along with cake and more presents! She’s really good at telling me to sit. I wait, like I’ve been taught, but then she says “OK” and it’s gone in a flash.

One day, she fell and hurt her head. I knew just what to do–we sat on the couch together and watched Ratatouille. I wonder if mice are like squirrels? I was ready for action.20151126_092852

Mom found a little dog park where I could go run–it sure wasn’t 1000 Acres–but it worked.

I told Mom we should move to this place, and do you know what she said??? We are!! Probably in a few months.

I was soooooo happy!!!

Party Hats? REALLY??

Mr. N and I decided to take over the entire cat tree after our birthday celebration. Of course, you all know fully well the condo is MINE–I staked my legal claim many years ago. The cats granted Mr. N a temporary resident permit to the penthouse with the stipulation that we suffer the indignity of wearing party hats.

Those cats don’t know it yet, but their day is coming……

We did our posing duties without complaint–even with a fresh bag of treats right at my paw-tips. 20151117_125146I intently stared at that treat bag, hoping it would magically open. All the while, Mr. N sat patiently waiting…

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Is it time?

and then, the unthinkable happened. 20151117_125238

I think some call it a ‘wardrobe malfunction’.

It was worth it in the end–those treats were mighty tasty!

News Flash: The birthday celebration is not going to end (at least for me). The Popstar told me we were going to have another party at her house next week! So, you’d better check back. 

Who’s Ready for Stuffing?

It all started when I heard Mr. N was coming over for our joint birthday party. Mom was busy in the kitchen making pupcakes.Birthday Cupcakes

The smell alone was driving me crazy. Anticipation was building..

There was a knock on the door and there he was–let the party begin!

 Let me tell you, it didn’t take long to made short work of those pupcakes.

So, what’s all this about ‘stuffing’? 

Or, maybe it really should be called ‘de-stuffing’.

Note from Mom: No stuffing was harmed in the process–it quickly found a new home in the trash.