Nana can sew!

See my new patch???  It says Canine Assisted Therapy Dog. (That's me!) and that I am a partner with a professional (that's Nana) with Ebtide.org (That is a special non-profit for training humans and now for training me and dogs like me but Nana says we have to fix the website) (I don't know what that is).
But don't I look handsome?

And if you want to have a patch too...you have to be a dog.  LOL, but seriously, email Nana.

Last week we went to College!

We talked at Yavapai College about helping dogs do their very best for the humans they love.  Cue was there too.  And Huck's Buddy. 

They train at the Verde Valley Agility Club and do amazing things.  Go Broncos!


Me...I went swimming after we talked.  Then I ate Toddie's food.  Then I ate mine and then Nana gave us our 8-on-the-dot- treats.  Grandpa thinks I have lost 4 pounds.  Nana does not care so long as she can get me off her foot.

I am telling you - it just doesn't get any better than this:

I got my new pig. I got grass.  I got roses. Who could ask for anything more?

Thanks.  Thanks a lot!

But seriously...

I went to University!  I spoke to the doctors at NAU - that is NANA's school - and it means Northern Arizona University and all of Nana's friends were there.

We talked about the Golden Retriever Lifetime Health Study and about me, and about me going to Court, and about me wearing my new neckerchief, and about me being in-tu-it tive.

We had a blast!

Next time you can come.

Cue came and she was amazing.  So pretty.  So obedient.  So not me.  Nana said I oiled my way around the floor like a politician.  lol.

 I am all tuckered out.  Again.

Nana is driving around

So here goes Nana again, driving around and she saw a truck called...wait for it...wait for it...


Angels pluming.


Oh this is too much for her.  But it is nice to know that there is a company "out there" keeping all the angels on straight.

Or picking fruit...except maybe they are in Chile because that is where they are likely to be picking plums.

But, maybe you will find the angels in the hardware store in the carpenter department.   Maybe you should look it up.  But if it DID have a 'b', wouldn't it be nice to know that angels go where electricians fear to tread? 

But I tell you. - there are no angels at my house.  At least Nana said I was in time out because of that little rat dog Toddie who squealed on me just because I ate his special dinner. 
So, hey! Todd, THANKS for the treat! A minute on the lips, a few minutes on the grass: what are roses without thorns?  Right Gabe?

Nana has a new game!

She calls it Upstairs/Downstairs which I personally believe is a copyright infringement because there is a fine tv show called that but grandpa says "oh never mind, if it makes her happy" but I know a good lawyer just in case.

So we (read: me) go up and down the stairs.

This is me going UP stairs.  Next I have to do DOWN stairs...

Nana says this will help with my love handles.  It must be because now I weigh 3 more pounds than I did last week. 

Great game Nana.  Maybe you should try it.

YEAH Me!

My results came back from the  Golden Retriever Study with the Morris Foundation and I am ACCEPTED!!!   I don't know what that means but Nana is dancing around.



Nana can't dance.



SO embarrassing.

MY wool!

Nana has a new scheme.  She has decided that she will brush me and brush me until she has enough fur to make sweaters which she will then sell to people who love golden retriever sweaters.

I would take her brushes and that razor thing and hide them but I read that story about that princess Beauty whose parents got rid of all the spindles and spinning wheels.  I know that the wicked witch found one in the top of the castle and snatched the princess away when she fainted at the sight of her own finger poke.  Now I am not EXACTLY saying nothing about Nana... but she knows where the stores are that sell brushes and razor things.

BUT.  If you want a golden retriever sweater...remember, I don't get any extra kibble because of it.