You Say La-Nay, I Say La-Nie

The lanai out back was done yesterday.  Now some people call it a la-nay and others call it a la-nie. However mama and dada say it, most likely it will be wrong. Whatever, its a screened in patio which was doubled in size.  The three amigos who worked on it scared the heck out of me at first so I barked really loud at them. I kept an eye on them pretty much all day. Its what I do.

This morning mama took off for rummage sales and whatever she could find and left us at home to watch dada finish painting the outside of the house.  Not fun but the house looks good.

Then we were off to the Waggin Tails Dog Park, something mama insisted that we join even tho we hate it.  All these other dogs are very annoying, barking, pooping right in front of you, chasing you, smelling butts they don't even know.  Its insanity.  But she keeps taking us there and saying "play, play."   How can we play when we are constantly watching our butts and where we step?  After she tortured us there, she dragged us downtown to the Cape Coral Arts Festival. For some reason, dada didn't want to go.   And did we get the looks, especially Mojo, everybody asks, what is she, where did she get the spots, blah blah blah.  Hello? Am I invisible?   And then some guy says to mama that he has 5 mini doxies, that its like potato chips, you can't stop at one and I could just see the wheels spinning in mama's head, she got that crazy lady look, oh no, pretty soon we'll wake up and they'll be another one tormenting me.   But enough of my troubles, I have to go bite Mojo.  Happy tails, DeDe