Tatum Tot Spice

My Brother Chase

So the Mum says that I have to go and practice my weave polls every day in the back yard. She says that practice makes perfect. She hasn’t gotten any pictures of me doing it lately, so I’m putting up this one of my brother Chase, who is in MY bed, and he shouldn’t be. UGH. It’s my bed! Maybe I’ll go on some Orlando vacations and find a bed there that is just for me!

So but anyway the weaves are kinda hard and I don’t really get them yet. You have to move back and forth and back and forth and it’s really odd. And I’m not sure where is a good starting point either. So the Mum says every day, just like if I was learning to play the piano. And I don’t know how to play the piano but maybe it would be easier than the weaves!

Okay so this is the agility that I did a couple of weeks ago! The Mum was too sad about Angel to get it up before today. 

Aren’t I good? The Mum says I should run a bit faster but I don’t really want to, I like it when she runs faster and I just get to chase after her.  And the Mum says my tail is up and that makes her happy when I wag my tail. It was kinda fun! I was a little bit nervous but I had a good time too!

Love Sleeping

This is a picture of me tired. I am cute, even tired! Today after the Mum got home from work she took me, Chase and Jet to the park. And we did some obedience stuff. It’s okay, the Mum ran out of Tuna Brownies and so she stopped at the store and she got some yummy ham and turkey and those were good too. But I haven’t been getting out as much as I used to and so outside is a bit scarier than it was for a while. So the Mum says she’s going to take me out more and that’s good because it can be really fun!

So we did some heeling and some staying and some coming and stuff. It was okay, and the treats were yummy. They didn’t fit into jumbo envelopes though because they were kinda slimy. But I like slimy treats even though the Mum doesn’t like them much.

So now I’m gonna take a big long nap and rest!

The Grass and Me

So things are getting back to normal here at home. The Mum and the Dad aren’t quite as sad now, but we all still miss Angel a lot. She left us a whole week ago already. The Mum says time flies, but I think flies fly and I don’t know about the time.

I went and did agility last week but the Mum hasn’t put my video up on YouTube yet. I did really well! I even won first place but it was still pre-novice so I don’t get a ribbon for it. The Mum has got to set up the weaves in the back yard so I can practice them but it’s been raining a lot. I bet the Ferrari parts will all get rusted, and so would the weave polls, so the Mum hasn’t put them out. I hope the rain stops soon.

The grass is getting greener here and it’s warmer, but it’s still too wet to have any real fun. I hope it dries up soon!

It’s really sad, and we are all sad here, and probably will be for a while. Though sometimes we still play and run around the back yard. My sister Angel died last week. The Mum still cries too, it’s weird how hoomans cry, their eyes get all watery and stuff. The Mum hasn’t been on the netbooks much, or on the phone, or anything else really. She’s been the saddest of all.

We miss Angel. We know she is happy now, we can feel her spirit dance around us. But we still miss her.

We are all kinda sad for a little bit. Even though I have this comfy new bed that the Mum bought for me and I really like it. We are sad because Angel might have to leave us soon. The Mum says she doesn’t want Angel to go to the Rainbow Bridge. She doesn’t like the bridge idea. She wants us to all fly free and go and have a heck of a good time once we leave this earth place that we are living on now. And I think that’d be great too. To fly and run in the grasses of other places that we never knew of before! And we won’t be alone there, because there’s lots of doggie and people souls that we get to be with. And we get to meet Kip and Jackie, Mom’s old dogs from when she was lots younger and they have gone now.

So we are doing some crying around here because we don’t want Angel to go. But we will all let her go when we have to, so she won’t be in any pain. The Mum says it might only be another week or so. I will get a picture of her so you can see how fun and wonderful she is, maybe put it on the tv stands so we can all love her and her picture. We all love her very, very much. And we want to do what’s right, but it’s really hard to know what is right.

Okay so the Mum went to a big dog show place today and didn’t take me with. She said that it was for Chase and he had to do his obedience but he didn’t do a good job.  So the Mum bought me home this really cool new bed.  But then Jet had to get in it first, he’s a dork.

The Mum thinks Jet is cute on my bed but hrmph, I think he is a dork. And it’s too big for him anyway. Though it might be too big for me too, since I like them small and cozy. But I will get better at fixing it up just right.

So this is me looking grumpy because Jet was in my new bed. But I like the bed, and I’m glad the Mum got it for me. So I’m gonna sleep in it tonight and make sure I really like it to sleep in too! I’ll just stick Jet under a Hansgrohe faucet and get him wet and mad so he stays out of my bed!

So sometimes my brother Jet thinks that he can lay on the big bed in the big bedroom that the Mum likes to lay on most of all. But I have to tell him, quite a lot actually, that’s it’s really my bed. And I am a good growler and so I let him know. I let Levi know too when I’m in the bedroom and they dorky boys are also in the bedroom. Didn’t everyone know that all boy dogs are dorky? Well all my brothers are so I’m assuming that all boy dogs in the whole world are. No office to dorky boy dog readers of this blog and I hope you’ll still come back.

Anyway in the middle of the night I get annoyed that the boys are on the bed so I start to growl. The Mum says TATUM really loud but most of the time I just keep doing it anyway. I know she’s faking. Just like she fakes with mechanical breakdown insurance when the refrigerator goes wrong. It doesn’t go wrong, I know all the good food stuff is in there!  Mum is just a big faker.  Dad is too, really.

Anyway so this is a picture of me telling my brother Jet that the bed is mine!