Hi all!
Cinnamon here -Mom has let me use the computer for a while this morning and I thought I'd let you know about my first golf outing. Mom & Dad don't play, but my human brother does. He took me out to practice in his yard yesterday and I had so much fun! He woud hit the ball and I'd bring them back for him. I guess they weren't real balls, just some practice ones, but I had such a good time bringing them back. He was impressed that I didn't chew them up. I really wanted to, but he kept telling me no. Plus that he would hit them too fast for me to think about chewing.
After we played golf, Dad and my brother played with a weird looking ball they called a football. Didn't look anything like my foot. Kind of like a pointy egg. But that's what they called it. I didn't get to chew on that either, but after they were done playing I found a good stick to chew up. Dad calls it making mulch. Jason sure has a lot of it in his yard, so I thought I'd help make more.
Mom tells me we're going to see my grandma this morning. I don't like her house, even though she gives me treats. Her dog doesn't want to play. Greandma thinks he's too old. I think he's just stuck up. (Mom here - Shadow is a 13 yr old Shitz tzu - sp?) And grandma has a really small door they call a dog door. I guess it's called that because a dog can go through it. I can't so I must not be a dog. I didn't think I was.
Well amost time to go. I'll write more later about my trip. Maybe when I get home. There is just so much to do here in Cinci! Ebbe, you are so lucky! But maybe you don't get to go a lot because you have already seen it. When we come here I get to go see all the family I don't get to see too often. What fun! All these places have all sorts of new smells!
Your friend,
Cinnamon
Cinnamon here -Mom has let me use the computer for a while this morning and I thought I'd let you know about my first golf outing. Mom & Dad don't play, but my human brother does. He took me out to practice in his yard yesterday and I had so much fun! He woud hit the ball and I'd bring them back for him. I guess they weren't real balls, just some practice ones, but I had such a good time bringing them back. He was impressed that I didn't chew them up. I really wanted to, but he kept telling me no. Plus that he would hit them too fast for me to think about chewing.
After we played golf, Dad and my brother played with a weird looking ball they called a football. Didn't look anything like my foot. Kind of like a pointy egg. But that's what they called it. I didn't get to chew on that either, but after they were done playing I found a good stick to chew up. Dad calls it making mulch. Jason sure has a lot of it in his yard, so I thought I'd help make more.
Mom tells me we're going to see my grandma this morning. I don't like her house, even though she gives me treats. Her dog doesn't want to play. Greandma thinks he's too old. I think he's just stuck up. (Mom here - Shadow is a 13 yr old Shitz tzu - sp?) And grandma has a really small door they call a dog door. I guess it's called that because a dog can go through it. I can't so I must not be a dog. I didn't think I was.
Well amost time to go. I'll write more later about my trip. Maybe when I get home. There is just so much to do here in Cinci! Ebbe, you are so lucky! But maybe you don't get to go a lot because you have already seen it. When we come here I get to go see all the family I don't get to see too often. What fun! All these places have all sorts of new smells!
Your friend,
Cinnamon