Atlanta's changing seasons

It's summertime in Atlanta right now but I've been around long enough to know about the changing seasons here: they're out of this world.  

In springtime I like to smell the flowers, roll in clover fields and chase the hundreds of squirrels that come out of every hiding hole.

In summer the days are so long because the sun doesn't set until 9.30pm and I can spend much longer than usual playing at the park or at grandma's.  This means I'm warn out well before bed time

In fall (or autumn as mommy calls it) I love crunching leaves beneath my paws and catching them when someone throws them in the air or they fall from a tree. 

My very first fall when I was still a pup in Piedmont Park

In wintertime it snowed last year but my parents say that's not typical.  I loved the snow and sat by the door begging to be let out so I could sniff it and taste it but also feel it melting on my fur. 

But even if it doesn't snow I like to be outside because I have lots of coats to keep me warm.  

My trip to Savannah

I got to go along with mommy and daddy to Savannah over the weekend: it was so much fun! Here are some snapshots:

The trolley tour was pet friendly!

And I was very well behaved

We ate out a lot

Went on heaps of walks

Did some shopping

And had plenty of down time

Sweetwater Creek Park, Atlanta

Mommy's been working a lot lately, she's only home with me once or twice a week now -  that's why she's been too busy to update my blog (even though grandma and me keep bugging her to)!  It's almost been an entire month since daddy found us this wonderful, dog friendly park... but mom's only just got the pics up, so I can finally share them with you!  It's called "Sweetwater Creek Park," really close to our place, we spent an entire afternoon there and walked almost 6 miles!  I was wiped out when we got home.



Hurry up and take the photo mom!

It's about time!! That took forever... I'm off!

One bath later... I'm done!

My Midtown life

We've lived in Midtown Atlanta for almost a year and a half now. I've gotten used to living in the city.  Mommy says I'm the perfect size to be an apartment dog.  I disagree with that. I wish we had a yard because there's nothing I love more than running free and rolling around in grass to get rid of the doggy deodorant smell that mommy loves to spray on me.  But mom and dad are determined to live in the city and although it's boring being cooped up all day while they're at work; they are quite good at making up for it when they get home at night. Weekends are my favorite! We get to go visit various family members, go on trips to the mountains and parks or spend more time at Piedmont park off my leash. (shh! don't tell).

Here is Piedmont Park where I go for walks most evenings: 

Here is my favorite park in the city:

(It's a private garden for people who live near it - we used to live near it but since we know everyone there now and I have lots of friends, we're still allowed to visit.  And I get to spend the whole time off my leash!) 

Here is where I get "groomed" (tortured more like):

The man who cuts my hair is called and I suppose if we met under different circumstances I would like him but as it stands, he always washes me and cuts my hair so I run away every time I see him.  

Still, I guess living in the city isn't SO bad...

Where the heart is

Mommy says we're 'moving,' I'm not sure what that means but things have been so confusing lately!  “Home” isn’t home anymore – I sat by and watched as mommy and daddy took everything apart, carried it out and scrubbed head to toe until there was nothing left in my “home” aside from the nails in the walls that our photos hung from.  I searched for my kennel and toy box but they were nowhere to be found until daddy brought me to a strange new building that contained with all of my things!   

I didn’t like it one bit when he left me here and went out again – it seemed like they had left me here on my own!  I sat by the door and cried, no longer interested in my toys – why was I alone with all my things?  Then suddenly, I could smell mom!  I got my courage up to go and find her, following her smell to where I thought she was… but it turned out to be a box full of mommy’s clothes.  Still, I decided this meant that at least mommy would be coming to live with me and this perked me up.  I nestled into her things and went to sleep feeling silly, when has she ever left me before? 

I was right!  Mom came back later that night and with her came dad and all of his things!  They set up our bed almost straight away because they were tired and when we went to sleep I left my usual spot at the foot of the bed and snuggled up to mom all night. 

After that, mom and dad came and went a lot over the following days – each time bringing more and more things that smelled like home.  Now most of what we had at “home” is at the new place and it’s starting to smell like home did.  Mom and dad haven’t brought anything else into the house for almost a week now, so I wonder if that means we’re settled?  I for one, still don’t like it here and I miss home. This place is very loud at night and I get startled frequently by our neighbors out in the hall or wailing sirens and tooting car horns out in the street.  S'pose we are all together though and I definitely like having mom and dad near me better than when I thought I would be alone.  Maybe home isn't in a building at all...

A walk in the nick of time

I'm glad mommy took me for a walk when she did today - otherwise we would have been rained on!  Not that I mind getting wet but mommy would have hurried home and I would have missed out on a decent play in the park. 

It was lucky she put my sweater on too cause it sure has gotten cold outside over the last two weeks!  Although the good thing is that Mom's walking a lot faster in this cold weather and I like that since usually I can't wait to get to the park and I pull her along but now she's keeping up with me and we are at the park in no time!



Howl-o-ween

Halloween turned out to be so much fun!  I’d heard mommy talk of it and I knew it would involve me partaking in the humiliating spectacle of wearing a costume – but I didn’t realize that Halloween would mean me running around outside and all over the place with my two best friends (Roxy and Bella), or that they would be wearing costumes too!  Their ones were even more embarrassing than mine:  Roxy was dressed as a pumpkin and Bella, a unicorn!   I jumped around them in my football costume (which all of a sudden seemed pretty cool) and teased them relentlessly!

Yep, I felt proud of my football jersey and even posed proudly for mommy while she took photo after photo; I just didn’t like the “helmet” on top of my head since I hate my ears being covered. 

The other two insisted that their costumes be removed as soon as possible. he he he. Here’s a photo of me and my best friend Roxy resting on the ottoman after a long play. 

Here's a photo of me playing with the kids.  Kids really love to play with me since I'm so easy going.  I just sit there and let them do what they want to me.  Sometimes it hurts me when they pull my hair or try to get me hyped up; but mom's never far away to set them straight.  They're so little that I just don't know how to play with them! 

Here's a photo of me outside by the scarey yard decorations.  They move about and make all sorts of sounds when you walk past them and I had to stay very still for this photo so that they wouldn't detect me.