It’s Just Us……….

Mom’s not adjusting to this working stuff.  She leaves us alone all day but she turns off the computer.  We can’t reach the button so we can’t talk to all of our friends.  We told her she better shape up!!!

Not only do we not get to go outside and play every day, but now we can’t go outside at all for two or three days.  Seems Pam’s brother put down some stuff to help make the grass grow.

We’re not sure why he did that ‘cuz he’s always complaining when he has to mow the grass.

It’s a human thing.

So, here we are gazing out the window:

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And here we are showing Mom what we think about not being able to go outside!

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We also found out that it was four years ago that we started blogging.  We were just young pups then.

I’m not a pup and never was!

Relax…’s one of those humanisms again.

Anyway, Mom thought it would be fun to share something from when Shakespeare was little and didn’t know much.


Cinco de Mayo

Hemingway, what is Mom talking about?  I’m trying to figure out another one of those “human” things.   She said something about mayo in the sink.  I went and looked and I didn’t see anything.  Am I missing out on something?  Do you know what she’s talking about?

Shakespeare, you know you’re not supposed to be up on the counter.  I’m going to tell Mom that you’re snooping again.

Well, I’m just trying to figure out what all the excitement is about.  I even heard them talking about it on the news this morning when Mom was trying to wake up.

I didn’t hear anything about it but I was busy staring at the dirt again.  I love to do that.  Maybe I can become the world’s best “dirt starer” and make lots of money for treats and toys.

Hemingway, you are so strange.  How can I find out about  mayo in the sink?

We could Google it.  Mom showed me how to do that.

Hey, I never thought about that!

I can’t see when you have your big tail in the way, Shakespeare!  Hey…………is this what you were hearing?  Is it Cinco de Mayo?

Maybe.  I heard “mayo” and that made me think of sandwiches and you know I love bread.  I figured Mom had some sandwiches in the sink or something.  If there isn’t any bread involved then I’ll let the humans deal with the “mayo”.

Well, I’m not too sure what it’s all about but I don’t think they mean there’s mayo in the sink.  We’ll have to ask Mom about it when she gets home from work.  I’m going to go take a nap now.  Leave the computer alone!