It's All Been Worth It

 Seriously.  Check out the Smirk on his EVIL face. 

As you know, I have suffered much humiliation because of the smirking devil of a cat, but since My Vickie read all your comments and did a little thinking herself.....I have been 100% absolved of any guilt what so ever.

She has made it her peronal goal the last three days to do everything she can to make it up to me. 

So all in all, the scratch below my right eye and the degredation of Peeing In the House in front of everyone, have all come down to my benefit.  Yes, it has all worked out.

 First My Vickie called my girlfriend Annie (on the right) my new friend Ressie (cause he was found in a deserted area of the Reservation) Murhpy and his gal pal Baci. (on the far left), and we all went to the lake.

 The river that feeds this lake has been all blocked up with debrie so the lake is not getting its flow of fresh clear water.  That makes it a little mucky, slimey and totally great.  It is like swimming in thick thick water and sludge, but I love it.

 I am doing a fully body dive here for my girl.

 Murphy, of course just stands and watches from the shore cause he don't like to get dirty, or wet, or in anyway messed up.  He says it is "Hard Core" grooming if he gets yucky.

 Then I got to go to a Puppy Party held in a town about 20 minutes from our place.  It was actually a special "One Year" celebration for Mugsy. 

 Mugsy used to live with us at Canine CountryClub after he was left here by his previous family.  They sent him to be boarded and never came back.  Boy that makes My Vickie mad.  We searched and searched for the family, finally almost nine months later she figured it would be safe to find him a home.

 Mugsy could not have landed in a better home.  Robbie and her little family brought him in and showed him what it was like to be unconditionally loved by humans and other dogs.  They taught him happiness, they take him hiking almost every day in the beautiful mountains behind their house.

 And a couple of times  a year, they throw a big party for all of us to come to.   This time Steve cooked some wonderful vegetable wrap that tasted incredible and others brought drinks and treats.

They didn't ask My Vickie to bring anything cause they read the blog and know that her cooking can be a death sentence to folks.  It was supposed to be a good party , not a wake. 

That is ok cause My Vickie knows what she knows about Not cooking.

 At one point they put this really cool toy up in a tree to hide it from me, but I found it (cause I am a search dog, who thinks they can hide something from me).  It was kinda hard to reach but I stretched up as high as I could and grabbed it.  If you look hard you will see it behind me in the bird feeder in the picture above.

The scent was pooling in the tree next to it which explains why I am looking where I am looking.  Seconds later I figured it out and got it.

 After it got Dark  Kellie Dowler got a few of us out there in the grass and gave us a few fun lessons in obedience.  She did pretty good with me and My Vickie is thinking that I should go take a few classes from Kellie too.

 Next day it was back to the lake to meet my Saturday Dog Socialization group.

We mostly really just play but at first we do a little obedience and socialization skills, so it counts as My Vickie's repentance process.

 Murphy isn't really doing a good "Sit Stay", he is just focused on a weed and can't quite bring himself to move for fear the weed will dissappear.

 We came to a place where they had used sand bags to hold back the water so everyone but me got their picture taken on it.

Why not me there?   Dahhh, Because I am me......I don't have to do the group thing.  Do I Vick?   Mmmmm why does she have "that Look" in her eyes.

 There is a cool trail turn off that goes up the hill and down the otherside.  All in all, it was a great three days of repentance on My Vickies part.  I wonder what I can do next week to make her feel sorry for me. 

Any Suggestions?

 Now just a few pictures of beloved faces.  Above is my precious mentor Jamie

 My great friend James Dean

 The noght howling McKinley

 Cleo has little patiene with the younger breeds. 

And to top it all off, a picture of "Willard"

He stayed with us last week and My Vickie considered hiding him and keeping him.  She said he was so funny looking and so sweet.....

Well, thanks again everyone for being on my side in all of this.

Sending my love and some cool weather for all of you

Bert