Aahhh, time to play catch up. So, Mom filled you in on her business trip (aka: abandoning Kirby) and she deeply apologized for not blogging or visiting other blogs while she was gone. We're now all caught up with the quality Kirby time and I have been spoiled for the last few days, so it's time to get back to business.
A few weeks ago, Mom's best friend and fellow dog lover, my Aunt Amy came for a visit. This was the first time I've actually met Aunt Amy, but we've talked on the phone several times. I had to smother Amy with slobbery kiss after kiss. She was lavished with Kirby love over and over. Poor Aunt Amy, she's not used to a big dog jumping all over her. She has a Chihuahua named Spanky, and he's just a wee little guy. Aunt Amy tried to teach me a few of her favorite ticks, but I just wanted the treats. Hey, what can I say, I'm quite food obsessed!
Over the weekend I decided to work on my basketball. See, over the last year or so, I've 'taken care' of several balls that Mom and Dad have given me. The cute play ball, kick ball, soccer ball, volleyball and several others have met their demise in my jaws. Then Mom brought home the basketball.
Well folks, I thought this was my Everest. No amount of gnawing, chewing or licking could get me teeth into that ball. So, I decided to bide my time and let the air slowly sneak out of the ball, and waited till it was just slightly deflated.
Then, I pounced! I could finally get my jaws around part of the ball and with consistent gnawing I did it. There was a slip of my tooth and then a satisfying pop and hiss. Then my old friend, my nemesis the basketball slowly began to collapse. All that remained was a sad slumped up ball, which Mom promptly threw away. Apparently she feels that I will eat the carcass of the ball. Whatever!! Now, the ball is gone and I'm starting to check out my giant tennis ball. Perhaps it too will go the way of the basketball.
Oh, and good news, I heard Mom and Dad talking about getting me a new basketball this weekend. Oh boy! Another toy to destroy! Yum Yum!!
'Till Next Time,
Kirby
I found a whole bunch of fun with Mom's exercise ball. Not only is it big and round, but it rolls and bounces around. I was rolling on top of it, but Mom couldn't take the picture fast enough.
Since I'm a master of popping basketballs, I thought I'd try my luck at this one. I tried and tried, but couldn't get a good bite.
Mom wasn't too happy with me trying to eat her ball, but when she wasn't looking, I kept trying to get in a good bite.
When I wasn't playing with something, I would nap, and sometimes so would Mom! Here we are sleeping in her big bed. We were tired of waiting for Dad to finish setting up the new laptop, so we fell asleep. I've got to say, their bed is so much better than mine! Dad came in to see what we were doing and took the picture. He thought we looked so cute snuggled up together.
Well, it's back to bed for me. All this blogging has made me good and tired.
