Sparky is trying out some Halloween costume.
His baby seal costume isn’t very convincing, but is easy.
He really wants to be “Sparkle, the saucy princess”.
Sparky doesn’t want to go with the obvious. He thinks that Snoopy is kind of a tool.
Whatever Sparky decides to go with, Halloween might get him a car ride. That’s about it.
Sparky took a dump on the floor in the middle of the night, but I can’t be mad at him. I might be turning into a crazy person.
Sparky was crying a little bit after I had to lecture him and put him in jail for getting into the trash.
To be a pal, I had to buy some Girl Scout merch. Fortunately, I’ve got a dog. Here’s the unboxing video.
That’s all I wanted.
It’s a 40o morning, with drizzle. By the time Señor Piglet had gotten out of bed, I had a good fire going. When Sparky was done doing his dirty business outside, he came in wet and probably cold. He laid down on the dog bed between the couch and wood stove. He looked so cozy. It would be nice to have my coffee while my winsome pup lounges by my feet.
Nothing special, just Sparky screwing around in the yard.
Sparky is frightened of thunderstorms, so it was a rough night for me. Around 4 am, Sparky’s vigorous panting roused me from sleep. I am a deep sleeper, but once awake, don’t usually go back to sleep. It was murder trying to get moving.
When Sparky first moved in, his dream barks were the only indication that he could bark. It’s usually only when he’s napping, not when he’s down for the night. When he naps, Sparky is about 80% asleep, and retains some situational awareness. It’s hard to video him because he gets more alert if I get up or the TV volume is turned down.
When I brought Sparky home after my surgery, his dream barks were troubled and whimpery for a couple of days. I hate to see him suffer, but it is nice to know that he cares.
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