We were going on a trip together! I love it when my friend takes me along with him for a nice trip to somewhere. I don’t think it matters where, just so long as it’s not to the doc’s office. And I’m pretty sure today is not the day for that because we had my walking leash.

I sat in the front seat, watching and looking for a good place to go. I could see my nose prints dragging all around the window already as I searched for a good sniff. We past a park and I looked over to my friend to ask him about it, but my friend didn’t stop. There were some other peoples walking down the sidewalk, but we didn’t stop for them either. It began to feel like even if there was a clown blowing up weenie dog balloons and juggling pancakes we weren’t going to stop.

Finally we slowed down into a place full of other cars like ours. This had to be the place. There where other peoples and doggies walking in and out of the place, so we should just fit right in around here. Which is really cool! I can’t remember a place where I got to go inside.

We managed to dodge the sliding doors before they closed on our tail, and that’s when I knew we had found the most awesome spot. There were all sorts of cool stuffs for me! I couldn’t decide where we should go first, this way or that one or play with the balls or run around and chase my tail.

So I let my friend lead the way since I couldn’t make up my mind. The first stop we made was just for visiting or something. Many of the creatures were in boxes, some of them staring back at me. I watched a big ball of fluff wiggle it’s nose and stare at me with beady little eyes. Then it sneezed on the side of its box and continued running in it’s wheel. That’s sort of cool, I wonder if I can get one of those for our house?

It turns out that I cannot have a big wheel to run inside the house.

I met another pupper that was trying to pick out stuff too, but she was way too hyped up about picking out a new leash that there wasn’t really much time for more than a friendly sniff and tail wag. Oh well, we had our own mission or something. I don’t really know, I didn’t plan any of this.

We finally agreed that I needed a new bed. And the toy I’d dropped in it. The squeaking one with the big tail that I can spend all day pulling the fluff out. I didn’t even really have to be either, my pal just went with the flow and things were easy. Today is turning out to be a mighty fine day.

And the part at the end where I got a treat from the guy at the counter was cool too. The only problem I think I’m gonna have now is trying to convince my friend that we gotta do this every day!

I realized that my tail is always following me. This is not always a problem, but it does get annoying sometimes. I’ve been stuck, caught, and even blamed for things jumping off the table before because of my tail. So yeah, it’s gotten me into trouble more often than a cat naps.

Perhaps the biggest problem with my tail is that it always gets stuck when I try to make a break for the door crack. Yeah, I’d have made it out so many times if I didn’t have that big bushy tail lugging my hinder quarters. I’ve had it stepped on too, but at least my friend always gives me the love when I let out the yelps. And you know I have to play it for every bit of love I can squeeze out of such a painful situation.

And another thing about having a wavy flag following me everywhere is that everyone can find me. It makes it that much harder to hide when bathtime rolls around or even when we’re doing the chasing games.

Sometimes it can be nice though, especially since I can wave it around like flag so when people see me, they know it’s time to pet me and give me some attention. It waves around, wagging itself from time to time, most of which I seem to have little control over.

In fact, one time my tail even scared me. I was just sitting there, chewing my bone and being the good boy, when all of a sudden I noticed something was waving around next to me. But when I got up to bark it away, it wasn’t there. I must have spent time enough for a long walk by the time I realized that my tail had been waving at me.

Then again, I’ve seen some pups without a tail following them around. They don’t seem to notice that they don’t have one until they see mine. So it’s like having a pal just to myself. A personal little friend that does what it wants sometimes, but I can always count on it to be there.

So I guess I wouldn’t know what to do without it too. When I’m alone, I always know I’ve got someone tagging along with me.

I woke up this morning and things were not the way I would have preferred them to be. There were too many things going wrong with all the stuff right from the start. I even considered going right back to sleep and starting over, but even that didn’t really pan out.

First of all, when I woke up I found myself all alone. My friend was already doing things, but the breakfast time was already passed. Yes, I had slept through breakfast and was left to leftovers in my bowl. Even after I asked for seconds, what I got is all I got.

Then I found my ball. It was flat. What kind of ball goes flat on you? I tried tossing it around, but all it did was flop on the ground. Not very impressive. It didn’t take long for me to just toss it to the side and look for something more entertaining.

But there was nothing else to play with. All my toys had been put away, probably in my box. And that means I can’t play with them right now. Sure enough, there was the box on top of my toy box, and it was way too heavy to push off so I could get inside. Bummer.

When I went outside, the sun was not out. It was all the clouds with plenty of wind rushing around the yard, making things sort of dreary and not much fun at all. But at least there were some fresh scents in the cool air. At least that was the way it was at first. Just when I found a good spot to go potty, it started to rain. So I raced back to the door, but ended up tripping on the steps and splashing into a fresh puddle of water. By the time I made it back inside, my fur was cold and wet and sticky and my friend told me I was now stinky.

As it turns out, it just so happened to be time for a bath apparently. I definitely would have slept through today if I knew about this one. But there was no chance for such an escape. By the time I knew what was going to happen, I would have run. Not a chance though, and I ended up in the tub with soap in my eyes and up to my ears in water. No splashing either, so that’s no fun at all.

At least things ended on the good side of things. I got to lay on the sofa in a nice fluffy towel while my friend rubbed my back. So very relaxing, all quiet and such with a fresh feeling down to my paws, it was a good spot to end the day so hopefully I can wake up tomorrow and everything will be alright.

My friend has taken me on the trip. Normally, we’d just be going to the park, the same ball and a fine walkies through the park and such. But today, we had some extra stuffs, like a baggy, like a doggy baggy full of some cool toys and other things. I had no idea what we were doing, but as long as I’m tagging along, that will be just fine.

So being packed in a car for what feels like forever is totally boring. All I can do is sit down in the back and watch some of the stuff fly by outside. No sniffing, no stopping to check things out, and very little on the snack side of things. But my pal does like to make the singing, but when I sing along, he stops.

When we finally arrived at wherever it was that we were going, I realized that it was all worth the wait. The sand, all the sand! And so much  of it to run through. I had to make a mess out of it all. I did the digging and made the piles. Awesome stuff everywhere, and all the peoples too. Many peoples were all playing their own games already, some with balls, others doing the digging, while some just ran around chasing one another.

So much excite! One of the toys my friend brought for us to play with was a big bouncy ball. I couldn’t really nab it with my teeth, but bopping it around was so much more fun. All I had to do was smack it with my nose and it would go flying! Totally way cooler than my regular ball. And it would float in the air too, especially when the chilly wind blew a refreshing blast.

I didn’t really want to go near the water though. It was the big water, all splashy and splooshing at the edge of the sand. I couldn’t even see the other edge it was so big, and that scared me. While we played, I made sure to give the splashing waves plenty of room to do their thing far away from me.

So when my friend threw the ball and it flew into the splashing waters, I froze.  I looked at my friend and he looked at me. The standoff lasted for a few moments before my pal told me to go get it. I was mortified! All that water was sure to lap me up and leave me in the world’s biggest bath.

My pal finally caved when I refused to budge on this issue and he went and got the ball. It floated on the water, bouncing back and forth, sort of taunting me. But I wasn’t about to go rescue it. No way.

So I’ve decided that the beach is a good place for dogs to play. However, if you do not like the bathtime stuff and those big splashes, probably better not let your ball get thrown in the water because you aren’t getting it back very easily.