Our access to Mummy’s writing
box has been extremely limited for a while.
She’s been working very hard earning the green stuff that buys dog
biscuits and keeps taking it with her when she leaves the kennel. We’ve pointed out that there are
humans who take our views on life very seriously and have been complaining
about not hearing about them for a while.
She has at last heard our nagging and has promised to give us more
writing box time.
We haven’t been on many
adventures lately, but last weekend we went on one that turned a little more
adventurous than intended.
We went to Sonoma which we
always enjoy. The smells are
outstanding. We usually sleep at the
Sonoma Valley Inn which is a special kennel for travelling humans with particularly
comfy beds that is very accommodating to their security detail.
One of the best things about
the square in Sonoma is that lots of our humans’ favorite falling over juice makers like Roger Roessler have tasting kennels that we can wander to.
They also have a very good line in water for us to try. We usually have a lot of fun on our wanders
but this time was a little different. A
motorized dog carrier knocked us over along with Daddy on the bit of road with
lines where humans walk across. We all
had to go to see doctors to take pictures of our insides to check we were OK.

All of you Pokemon catchers
out there, please note that Labradors are not Pokemon, and even if you mistake
them for one, if you’ve run out of little red and white balls, running them over
with your motorized dog carrier doesn’t count.
Talisker