Doggy Games ...

We got to go to the lake over the weekend. I knew something was up when I saw Daddy packing my bowls and some food for me. I never really know where we're going, but I KNOW we're going somewhere, and truthfully, it doesn't matter where we're going, as long as I get to go. I watch them intently, never taking my eyes off them, waiting for that phrase I know so well ... "C'mon Maizie, let's go for a ride!" ... I think all I really hear is "go" .. that's all it takes. I'm THERE.

Got to the cabin, and ... well ... we dogs outnumbered the humans. Let's see, I may have to use all my paws to tell you how many there were ... 3 weinie dogs ... 5 chihuahuas ... and me. I was so excited to see them, but all they did was growl and snap at me, then jump up into their Mommy's laps and shake like they were really cold. I kept trying to get to know them, but they weren't having it. Uncle Emo lit a really nice fire outside and 2 of the snobby Dachsunds started chasing each other around the fire .. I tried to join in, but they snubbed me. I looked so sad. I think Mommy and Daddy were a little perturbed, but anytime I passed by them, they gave me an extra pat and hug. I really scored during dinner, too! I don't think the Chihuahuas get much food from the table ...






I couldn't wait to get back home to Mr. Shitz ... of course he was waiting at the back gate for me. :)