Tatum Tot Spice

So the Mum says this weekend we get to go train doing agility again. Yay! I love to train more than the scary trials. They make me nervous even though I know how to do all the things. They are fun things to do… but I still get nervous. The Mum says maybe she’ll get me a cart and we’ll do carting instead, which I think I would like better.

This picture of me is at camp on the pier again. Because the Mum hasn’t taken many pictures at home anymore. But she needs to take more of me at home very day because I’m a pretty girl! And I don’t need any appetite suppressants because I can eat all I want! Even though the Mum says when I eat a lot I get wings, but that’s okay, maybe I’ll fly!

I did agility again last weekend but I didn’t run very fast. It was sunny outside when I ran and I didn’t really want to run when it was too warm. I did good though and the Mum gave me lots of tuna brownies and liver treats too, which I really like.

I still with that we could go to camp more often because it was fun. This picture is of me, Levi and Jet when we were on our way down to the beach to run around and play. The beach was fun and I want to go back. The Mum says I should learn to swim, though, and I really don’t want to! Just because Levi got pushed off the pier and into the water because I accidentally bumped him… she says I should learn to swim too so if something like that happens to me, I can swim out. I just say, no pushing in the water for me!

Instead I think maybe I’ll buy the Mum some hp laserjet ink cartridges so she can print out all the cool pictures she took of us at camp!

This weekend I’m doing agility with the Mum again. And it’s okay kinda fun, but I liked going to camp better. I want to go back every month, or every week, or just live there, but the Mum says we can’t. We can’t afford it with money (whatever that is) and then it also gets cold and snowy in the winter and the Mum doesn’t like that very much either.

So we are back from camp and we get to go to the park and do agilities and stuff, but it’s not nearly as fun as camp was. Mum says we can go back next year, and play on the pier again, and run around on the beach and in the camp and have fun. But for now we have to live in our house and sleep on the comfy beds and make the best of walks and the park. Which is okay because I still love the Mum and the Dad and the rest of the dogs here and we have fun and eat good food and yum treats.

Maybe we could get a steel drum and do some drum circles in the back yard and call the calm and peace of the forests of Lake Tahoe to visit us here, too.