Well, wiv Mama being so sick, Charley and I decided to head outside wiv the camera and show you what's happenin' dude.
Hmmmm, this camera thing is not as easy as Mama makes it look. You humans should try operating one with yer feets - or two pairs of feets. Ya gotta hold the camera and look through the back part and push the little button - that's not easy when yer a dog!
But here ya go - pictures of our world:
First thing ya gotta do when yer a dog is to learn to roll around on the grass on yer back. When ya do that, look up at the sky:
And at the trees - do they look like maybe they haz a little spring colour on them already?
Then ya flip back on all fours and head over to the piggy yard. Oops - they is being lazy today cuz Mama didn't make them get up. In fact, they are sleepin' and it's the middle of the afternoon!:
Hey piggy, don't ya think you should go outside and play?
Okay, Ms. Sadie, maybe I will!
Next, ya head out into the pasture to see what's new. We found these interesting mousey tracks - at least we thinks they is mousies but maybe they is voles. Mama sez the snow was on the field for so long, and was so frozen hard, that the little critters dug their tunnels along the surface of the dirt beneath the ice. Mama sez it reminds her of the roads she and her brother used to build in the dirt beside their childhood home, roads for their matchbox cars to travel, with little tunnels and overpasses and cloverleafs.
By now, some of the pigsters have ventured out of the barn and all the way down to the bottom of the piggy yard so they can keep an eye on us.
This country bumpkin (wiv the straw in hiz mouth) is checkin' out the last of the snow wiv his big toe:
The pigsters would like us to open the gate so they can come out in the pasture wiv us, but Charley sez we might get in twouble if we do that when Mama don't have no voice to call them back again. We dogs is not very good at calling "Piggy, piggy,piggy soooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
It must be dinner time, because we notice the sun is lighting up the trees and casting shadows and changing the colours of the sky:
Back in the house, Oliver and Belle are demonstrating the latest in doggy trundle beds. Mama had to put a piece of foam in front of the Petmate bed, because Princess Belle was having problems jumping into it. But then Sir Oliver took it over, so the poor Princess has to sleep on the lower half, like some maidservant on a pallet.
Sometimes, though, the Princess gets a bed an' Oliver has to sleep on the floor if he wants to stay close to her. (He would like to cuddle up to her, but she's havin' none of that!)
And that is the end of our adventure. We is allll tired out now, so Charley takes one last picture of yours truly, Sadie, photographer and tour guide extraordinaire. I forgots to take a picture of Charley!
I hear Mama barkin' ....er...coughing....so I better go see if she needs me to refill her water bowl. G'night!