When I went to the lake…

When I went to the lake I took a lot of walks, and I went to the store, and I saw the lake.  I stayed in a cabin.  I think it was very comfortable.

I know how to be at home wherever I go.  Do you?

When I am tired, I know how to rest.  Do you?

Some days, I worked so hard I was exhausted!  This is a picture of me, after working very hard.

Some of my jobs are:

1)  being friendly,

2)  sniffing everything to make sure it is safe,

3) being friendly,

4) making sure Mom and Dad aren’t bored by doing something funny,

5) being friendly,

6) misbehaving so Mom and Dad have something to do.

a new picture of me

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My Vacation

I got to go on vacation with Mom and Dad!  I got to ride in the car!  I got to see a lake (I only went in a little).  I got to meet two dog friends!  I got to go on a lot of walks and I saw a funny round and hard animal that had soft parts that kept popping in and out.  It was very exciting!  I liked our house, and I liked our lake, and I liked sitting in the sun with Mom and Dad.  And I liked that they took my picture, too!  I am very tired today.

I like hanging out with Mom and Dad all day.  I like it when they don’t go away to wherever they go (I think Mom , goes to the big place where I got blessed sometimes.)  I like taking walks with them and hearing all the sounds (birds, wind, water) and smelling all the smells (animals, grass, flowers, weeds, people, air).  I hope I get to go again.

I don’t think I would like to go in a boat.  They are all shaky and I am not sure about that.  Also, I don’t like those long thin things people carry around.  They look like weapons.  However, I think I would like fish.  Mmm-mmm, they look good.

I think it’s good to be willing to go new places and at least try some new things, don’t you?  I wonder where we will go next!

I never worry when it’s time to go in the car.  I know they will take me to a good place.  I only worry before we leave, that maybe this time, I will not get to go along.  Being left behind is the worst thing, worse even than going to the veterinarian. 

A Summer Meme

Mom tagged me for a meme (what’s a meme? I don’t know, but I’ll answer the questions)

1.) What first tells you that summer is here?
When Mom starts wearing shorts, and has more time to take me on walks.  Also, I pant more.

2.) Name five of your favorite distinctively summer habits or customs.
*Going on long walks around a lake
*Going up to the Big Lake Far Away and Staying in a Room.
*Going to something called a “Dog Park”
*Riding in a Car with my Nose out the Window
*Chasing Rabbits

3.) What is your favorite smell of summer?
Favorite smell??? I like all smells.  I like the smell of holes and wet leaves after rain, and toads on the road, and trees.  I like the smell of the lake, and all the people we met, and the puppies, especially labs!  they are so cute!

4.) What is your favorite taste of summer?
runner up:  ice cubes

5.) Favorite summer memory?
I live in the moment, so I’m not sure what a memory is.  But I like when we starting going to that place called a “Dog Park” together, when I was little, and met all kinds of dog friends and people friends every morning.  It was so fun!  We used to go every morning.

6.) Extreme heat or extreme cold? Which would you choose and why?
I like cold better, because of rolling around in the snow, but I know mom likes summer, and I like summer because mom and dad have more time.

7.) What books do you plan to read for the season?
I am not going to read any books, and I wish Mom wouldn’t either.  Except books about dogs.

8.) How does the summer affect your faith? Is it a hindrance?
Summer is good because my Mom has more time and we do more things together.  I think it is always good to do more things with my people.

I go to the farm

…. but mom forgot her camera.  Too bad!

On Sunday after Mom came home we got in the car (I got the back seat) and drove and drove and drove.  We drove on a big road for a long time.  When I looked around, I saw there was a lot of space to run — more than I had ever seen before.  I didn’t know where we were headed, but I was patient and waited until we stopped in front of a little white house. 

I got out of the car and sniffed the people who lived there.  There were some awfully good smells coming out of the kitchen.  And I made sure to sniff everything in the living room, to make sure it was ok.  I ran upstairs and downstairs to check out the whole house, and then sat under the table while they ate dinner.

After I ate we were all sitting in the living room and I was playing with a ball, when all of a sudden more people were standing at the door making a loud noise!  And three of them were Boys!  They were nice boys and they wanted to pet me a lot.  I felt like a Very Important Dog when they petted me, so I sat just as straight and as still as I could.

Everyone else ate cake and ice cream and Mom seemed happy.  I was glad about that.  Then we all went upstairs and went to sleep.

The next day we went to ANOTHER house, out where all the running space was.  There was a bigger house and lots of big buildings.  I sat behind Dad’s chair, just because it felt better to do that. 

Then we went to one of the big buildings where a Strange Man showed us something in the corner.  There was a cat and five little furry things that looked kind of like big furry rats!  I didn’t think they were cute.  Actually, I think they looked yummy.

One of them ran out toward me, so of course, I started to scoop it upin my mouth, until mom yelled at me, so I dropped it.  Then SHE picked it up, and she acted like she LIKED it.  She petted it a little, even.  Weird.

I really wanted to see those furry little things again, but Mom wouldn’t let me.  I don’t know why.

I hope I get to go back there again.  There was so much space to run, and I could hear and smell other Dogs around, so it must be Good.

And there were Boys.  Boys are always good

The Best Dog Died

….and I am sure that my friend Cub is in Dog Heaven.

I am sure that Cub is in the place where there are no fences

and running and playing and chasing balls

Cub is playing with other dogs and people

And no matter how far Cub runs

she will always find her way home

and the gate is open for her


I write a poem!

My job

When I go out

It is my job

to pick up all the sticks

on the street

especially the sticks

that are twice as big as me


When I go out

it is my job

to drag the sticks

as far as I can

for as long as I can

and then drop them

and smile


When I go out

it is my job

to notice every rabbit



(oh birds! in every color chirp and flutter!)

and chipmunk

and the chipmunk holes


I have so many jobs

and these are only the ones

without balls

The End

Love, Scout