WIND!

I've been so preoccupied with worrying about my beach and this storm called Irene that on Friday I forgot to post DAD'S HOME! DAD'S HOME! DAD'S HOME! I'm ever-so-happy when my favorite humans are in one place.

So Saturday morning we had to walk the whole length of the beach sidewalk to get to the handicap ramp because all of the stairs to the beach were gone! They took away the trash barrels too. I tried my best not to poop, but a guy's gotta go when a guy's gotta go... Mum had to carry my stinky bag the whole time. She said it was OK and still loves me.

I got to see Lily's mum, George's people, Mrs. President, Maddie's people and lots of others for love and pats. I didn't see cousin Ruben though. I met a "St. Pierre" vacationing from Montreal; she is half me and half Lab and is in training to be a service dog for the blind. I'd probably be good at that if I wasn't so big. I'd make an excellent therapy dog, though.

It rained really hard all night and I got soaked when I went out for my morning pee. I like getting toweled off! I hate to understand it but I know that when it's raining it means no beach. We went for a ride, went for a ride, went for a ride in the Jeep and I was soooo excited cuz we went the way we go to the beach! But it was really windy and the waves were scary big and noisy so I didn't have a good time when I decided to try a little walk.

Now I've been home, snoring in-between keeping an eye on my people, making sure they're safe in the storm. I love my people.

Woof!