It rained last night and this morning, and the backyard is still soaked. A couple times, FatBoy let me out to do #1 and #2 but I've never liked Going Potty when the ground is wet.

So, about 10:30pm I finally felt it was dry enough (well, okay .. it was dark and I couldn't tell one way or another) so .. out I went. Yuck. Now I have wet leaves and mud stuck between my pads. When I came inside, FatBoy tried to wipe most of the mud-leaf mix onto the rug by the door, but he didn't get it all.

Then, he made me sit in the kitchen for an hour or so while it dried! Now, when I snuck back to the office to update My Blog, I didn't track anything on the carpet. Where's the fun in that??

I went for a short ride in FatBoy's car today. Then, the nice man at the vet squirted liquid up my nose (I think the called it Bordatella, or Portobella, or something like that). He also put a camera down my ears, checked out my pretty teeth, and made sure all my bones were where they belonged.

With that much excitement, I came home and napped all afternoon. Wouldn't you be worn out if someone poked and prodded you that way?

Oops .. gotta go .. I can hear FatBoy coming down the hal