Murphy's Law Struck Our House

Hi everyone,

It's me, Joey, telling you how this thing called Murphy's Law struck our house on Friday.  Mama applied for a second job a few weeks ago.  She had to take two classes and do a lot of homework and studying. She has been so stressed about it especially since Daddy kept asking her about it.  It's not a job that will replace her other job.  It's just a second job that is really just a seasonal, part-time job, so why worry right?  Well, she didn't want to fail again after taking a second job over the summer and absolutely hating it.  She worked really hard to get it and then found that it involved a lot of upselling which she hated doing.  She didn't like customers yelling at her because she pushed products on them and she didn't like trying to talk people into buying more things that they probably couldn't afford. She doesn't like when people try to do that to her.  She really hates sales.

She scheduled the second and final class for Friday morning.  She scheduled a time when she knew that Scout and I would be napping and not making any noise.  It's not that we are noisy anyway, but she wanted to be sure because this job requires no background noise AT ALL.  If you get caught with background noise of any kind you are suspended.   Well, Friday morning I woke Mama up at 4 a.m. because I had the "Big D".  Mama thought everything was okay, but took me out at 9 a.m. again to be sure I would be settled down before her class. She should have let me sleep.  I couldn't settle down and I kept running through the kitchen.  My nails were going click, click, click.  I would then come in Mama's office and whine, whine, whine, huff, huff, huff and then run back in the kitchen and click, click, click.  I did this through Mama's entire class and verbal test.  She thought for sure she would get in trouble.  She kept muting her phone.  The instructor kept asking her questions, so there were many chances for her to get caught. She almost just hung up the phone a few times, but she didn't.  Finally, two and half hours later, she was told she passed and could hang up the phone.  She hurried and put my boot on me and we ran outside and I did my business and then I was happy.  We came back in and I promptly slept the rest of the day.  That's the story of how Murphy's Law struck our house.

Joey
The Greyhound Who Doesn't Like Murphy's Law



Camping Season Is Officially Over

The camping season here in Missouri is officially over.  It ends on Halloween.   People can still camp, but the state parks turn off the water.  There are some parks that keep a hose going for people to fill up their tanks, but not all.  Most people fill up their campers with water from home if they are going to camp now.  It is more expensive doing that because it weighs down your camper and if you pay for your water, well, you have to pay to fill up your camper. 

This past weekend, the park was almost full.  We stayed until Monday, so we watched everyone leave on Sunday.  It's really strange to see a park go from being full to empty.  Sunday night, it was just us and a pop-up at the campground.  Mama took pictures of the empty park as we were leaving.  It was sad saying good-bye to the park.

We really should have taken photos of the park when it was full.   The whole place was full of tents and campers.

We followed Daddy home instead of riding in the motor home because Daddy was concerned about the brake that the cars uses when it is towed.  We were only about 40 minutes from home, so it wasn't a big deal to ride in the Jeep.

I've really enjoyed my first three camping trips.  It's so much fun seeing new things, people and strange looking dogs.

We may go camping for Thanksgiving.  We have to wait and see how the weather is before we can say for sure.  Next year, I won't have my cast or bandage, so I will have even more fun than this year.  I can't imagine having more fun, but Mama says I will.  Weeeee!

Joey
The Greyhound Who Likes Camping As Much As His Big Brother Jack did

I'm A Big Boy Now

Apparently turning four makes me a big boy.  Mama said it was time for me to give up my crate.  I loved that crate!  She said that I no longer need it and we need to have it ready if our group, Greyhound Companions, needs it for another grey that is hurt or sick.  She took the extra foam that she had it in the crate and put it in my bed, so I guess that will make my bed more comfortable.  It's going to be strange not sleeping in the crate even though I haven't been zipped in it since I learned how to escape from it.

I visited the vet on Halloween.  I didn't wear my costume.  Daddy thought it would be silly, but some of the staff were dressed up, so I think they would have thought I was cute.  The vet said my leg looks great.  I didn't have any sores under the bandage, so that's really good.  He put a new bandage on me and I will have it taken off on the 10th.  If all goes as planned, I will come home with a naked leg on the 10th.  We did receive some disappointing news.  Mama still hasn't told Scout yet.  The vet doesn't want me running, playing or walking without a leash for four months!  I won't be able to play in the snow.  I'm bummed.  Scout has been trying her best to get me to play with her and I want to so much, but I can't.  The vet is very cautious and Mama said we need to do what he says.  Mama promised to take us to the park and on hikes to make up for the no playing rule.

I had a nice birthday.  Mama put a little peanut butter on our frosty treats.  I like peanut butter now, so that was a nice surprise.

After we had our treats, I opened up my present.

Oh, it's a skunk without a head.

It squeaks and it has something that sounds like crackling in it.  It's pretty cool!   I have to remember that my skunk toy is in the house and if I see something like it outside, I can't grab it.

After we played with my new toy, we each had a bully stick.  It was a good day!

Joey
The Greyhound Who Enjoyed His First Birthday In His Forever Home

It's My Birthday!

It's my first birthday in my forever home!  I'm so excited.  I never celebrated a birthday before.  I am officially four years old!  I know that I am getting a gift after dinner tonight.  I don't have a clue what it is.  I hope it's something that squeaks and not food.  I'm really not a food hound.

Joey
The Greyhound Who Is Now 4!

Happy Halloween!

We just got back home and I wanted wish everyone a Happy Halloween!   I think I had the best weekend of my life.  It was so much fun!

We were surprised that we had TV reception at the campground, so we were able to watch the Cardinals win the World Series!  It was so exciting!

Saturday, we walked around the campground and looked at everyone's decorations. They really go all out with the decorating.  Daddy decorated our camper with a few lights. There are pumpkins and ghosts. 

He carved us a pumpkin.  I had never seen a pumpkin before.  I was very curious about it when it was inside the camper.  I sniffed it every way I could.

This is it after Daddy carved it for us.  Our fire is in the background.

As soon as it started getting dark, the kids starting coming around in their costumes.  Scout and I got dressed up too.  You can see the boot I wear over my leg.  It was my pegleg for my costume.

We loved it!  We stood at the end of our driveway and greeted everyone who came by.  We did a lot of kissing and got a lot of loving right back.  We were disappointed when we ran out of candy and had to go back in the camper.  It was the first Halloween that I have celebrated and it was so much fun. 

One person said that I looked liked George Washington because I was wearing a coat.  The coat wasn't really meant to be part of my outfit, but it was cold out.  Mama said pirates get cold too, so I wore it. Mama tried to help me find a good picture of George Washington to compare, but we can't find a good one.

Do you think I look like George Washington?

I have a lot more to say, but I have to get ready for my visit to the vet to get my bandage changed.   Tomorrow is another big day here.  I'll give you a hint.   Today is my last day being three. 

Joey

The Greyhound Who Looks Like George Washington?