Beach Bums

A couple of weeks ago, we loaded up the SUV and headed to the beach for the weekend. It was a looooooooong drive, but we had a lot of fun! (Like, sleep for the rest of the week kinda fun!) Dagan and I got to hang out on the beach and play in the water.


Let me tell you this about ocean water - it chases you!! Umm... Hello?!?! Can't you leave me alone??


Well, since Dagan is OK with it, I suppose I should be too. I'll follow that boy anywhere! It was super fun to romp through the water and zip all around. It was kind of a bummer that I had to be attached to a leash, but I learned run in circles around on my flexi leash like a crazy dog. SO fun!


All that running gave me my tired face! When I get tired, my ears get super heavy. I just run out of energy to hold those puppies up!

When the tired face came, it was time to get in the car and head home. We got all dried off and jumped up for a ride back to the house. It was super sunny, so I decided to use Dagan as a sunshade. He makes a great sunshade! Love it!




Time for a nap - just thinking about all that fun tuckered me out!

Wags,
Foley

Camping to do's

When camping, you should always:

1) Pack at least one friend


(Dagan and Foley in the xpen)

2) Relax in the sun



(Foley lying belly up by the lake with John rubbing his belly)

3) Always swim with a friend


(Foley and Levi in the lake on long lines)

4) Relieve yourself in appropriate places


(Foley peeing in the lake)

5) Sleep peacefully



(Foley's rear end, next to Dagan's face, next to a sleeping John who has his arm flung over both dogs)

Seems simple to me! I can't wait to go camping again!

Wags,
Foley

The Places I Nap

I don't know about you, but I love me a good nap! I love to snuggle in and rest my eyes. It is a ton of work being this cute, so I have to squeeze the rest in when ever I can! So, I practice, practice, practice! After all, practice makes perfect!!
Naps at home are good - find a comfy blanket and curl up for a snooze! To drown out the noise, just cover your head. Beware though - I got kicked on last week! I was just sleeping, minding my own business, when *BAM* someone kicks me! Just because I was hidden by a blanket, they think its ok not to know where I am! Maybe next time, I will stick my head out.

Hair salons are great places for naps! We are there for-EVER! The floor is cool! You just have to keep an eye out for falling hair! This is a much bigger problem if it is a Mom hair cut than a Dad hair cut!
Naps with friends are particularly satisfying! Granted, I would prefer to be romping with that yellow bundle of energy. But, if we are stuck being good, we may as well nap!
Then, there are those moments when Mom has her chat on and I just can't convince her to walk away from people. Best way to pass the time - take a nap!

But, I have one place that is my favorite napping spot! I get to nape there every single day and it is always SUPER hard to wake up from these naps!
There is something so relaxing about the vibration of the road beneath the wheels, something lulling in the rocking of the car. BEST naps ever!! Mom has to coax me to wake up when we stop. I just get so comfy, ya know?? Speaking of car naps... I'm gonna try to convince Mom to go for a ride!

Wags,
Foley

Trading some Joe

Grocery shopping is no fun for dogs! All we get to do is wander around, dodging legs and carts and ignoring all the goodness assaulting our noses!

But, we have one store that I visit with Mom that I am always excited to get to. My buddy Jen works at Trader Joe's. And, all her work buddies think that I am fabulous! So, I get TONS of attention when there. I almost wag my tail off when I am there!!

But, some times when I go, my Jen is not there. Then, I put my sad face on and mope.
No Jen makes Foley a sad boy at Trader Joe's. Mom, can you please call and make sure she is there before we go next time?? My tail needs a work out and my face can't take much more of that look! Thanks much!

Wags,
Foley

I didn't sign up for this!

SO... Let me tell you about a stinky part of car rides. Sometimes, when the car gets too full, we have to squish. Usually, "squishing" means that Dagan and I have to share the back seat - a seat made for 3 butts, rather than the cargo area. Every once in a while, "squishing" means that I have to sit in front with feet and Dagan gets a seat in the back. But, on a really squishy day, this is what it meant:
Yup... Me and Dagan sharing the space meant for feet! These people are crazy! I was super duper tired that day too. We had been to Fun Day, then loaded up the car to come home. The problem was that the stuff we had to take home went to Fun Day in 2 cars! AND it was just me on those trips!

But, when we were heading home earlier than expected, and only slightly squished, someone had the fantastic plan that we should pick up Dagan from the sitter. Umm... If I am sitting with feet, doesn't that tell you there's no room for an extra dog?? Guess not. Sigh. So, the original plan was for me to sit on the floor and Dagan to sit on Mom's lap. Not fabulous, but at least Dagan's big butt wasn't taking up my space - just my looking room was limited.

But then we hit a bump.

While going around a corner.

Dagan slid off and landed on top of me! Big Butt is not a light weight! Seriously people! We are talking at least 10 pounds heavier than me! Squishing me to the ground, pushing all the air out of my body, not allowing me to move. It was like Chinese Water Torture. Only without the water. And it was Labrador, not Chinese.

Once all the air had been squished out of my body and I could no longer stay conscious, I let myself dream of things awaiting me in the cargo area...
To keep bones safe, slip them into the door pull. Only occasionally do they slip out while the lift gate is up, falling to the ground. Luckily, when that happens, Mom is usually there, so her head breaks it's fall (I mean really! I would be seriously bummed if my bone got hurt!)

OK - just writing about this is bringing the Labrador Butt Torture back in such vivid color (or no color - I had so little oxygen that my eyes weren't working correctly!), that I have to go hide. On a dog bed. Under a blanket.

Wags,
Foley

Movies in the Park

What's a boy to do on a Friday night?? That's right! Grab your Dagan and hit the road! OR, head to the local park for a movie! Umm... a movie?? In a park?? Don't these people know that we watch movies in theaters? We PLAY in the park! Nutso!

But, at least Dagan got to come with us! We got there and set up shop. There were TONS of people there!! Mom guessed like 500, but turns out it was over 1500. Mom was way wrong! There were some other dogs there, but mainly there were just lots and lots of people. OOH - and hamburgers! They were being cooked right next to us! TORTURE!!

So, the blankets were out, the chairs were up and there were lots of people. Umm.. Where's the movie??
Dagan and I decided to just go with it (still - I kinda thought they were crazy!) and listen to all the people passing by and telling us a) how cute we are b) how well behaved we are and c) asking if we are related. Seriously people?? You have nothing more interesting than that?? At least there were some belly rubs involved.
Mom, Dad and friends got some food out - people food! Ugh! Rude! No one even thought to pack us some popcorn! Dagan begged and I was disgusted. So beneath him! Though - I guess it did work for him. Dagan got popcorn. Me, not so much. Maybe that begging thing works. Whatever.

Finally it got dark outside and the movie turned on! Who knew?!?! So fun! We all sat out and watched Rio. Super cute birds! I totally wanna learn how to fly now! And go to Rio! I could totally work that parade (especially with Nico's bottle cap hat!)

Once it got cold outside, I used my "sad eyes" to lure Mom down to cuddle with us. That's right! A blanket, my Dagan and sharing Mom's lap - sounds good to me! Hopefully, we can go see more movies outside! Inside movies are SO last year!

Wags,
Foley

What? I don't see anything wrong!

So, this is the life of Dagan. Sleeping on the couch. Eating food off the floor. Chillin' on the chaise lounge. Snoringing on the bed. The boy does a LOT of sleeping! All while I am out working!

Dagan lounging on a chaise lounge in the sun

So, he's black. I'm black. We are just about the same size. If the people aren't paying attention, I like to see what I can get away with. If I slink up really calmly, without making any ripples, sometimes, they just think that I am Dagan. DUH! SO NOT!! That big glug lacks any capabilities that would allow him to operate in stealth mode! I, on the other hand, am a stealth bomber.

What? I don't see anything wrong with this picture?? Dad, taking a snooze on a weekend get away. The black dog crawls up for a nap. Totally ok, right??

John sleeping on the couch with Foley laying on top of him

Dang it! Caught by Mom and put back on the floor! Maybe G-ma will be a better mark. Wait until everyone is comfy. Wait for Dagan to climb up, then ooze up there as thought Dagan has just spread out a bit. Think it will work??

G-Ma sitting in a recliner reading a book, Dagan sleeping on her legs and Foley sleeping on her chest

Dagan and I just look like one really big dog, right?? You don't even know that I am there! What? You mean you can see me? Dang it! Caught again!

I think I need some lessons on being more sly. I keep getting in trouble. More trouble leads to less trouble and more supervision. That right there is a real bummed. So, maybe I should stop trying to be Dagan, rather than trying to be more sly. Being good is the only way to get Mom to stop calling me Senor Naughtiness.

Sigh.

Wags,
Foley