I can't think of a subject. It's just about everything.

Hi, it's Samantha! There's not been too much going on around here to blog about. Boooring. It's burning hot outside, I think I get the worst of it cuz I'm so close to the sizzling ground. Maybe my tummy has a sunburn.

The big ugly atrocity of a retaining wall is gone out front. I'd show ya pics but that's Bear's thing. He's pretty insecure as it is so it kinda helps his confidence to brag. I'm sure he'll be around here soon to talk about it.

You might remember like a hundred million years ago (Maryann - it was April & May) we got those big horrible storms that poked holes everywhere?!? Well, our poo-filled insurance company just finished paying us for everything and we're getting a whole new back fence by the end of the month! Aaaaroooooo! I'm pretty excited cuz it'll mean we can go outside to play and explore and not have the humans breathing down our throats that we'll escape the whole time. Finally, freedom!! Well, kinda anyway. It's like calling the prison yard at Sing Sing being free, but it's better than being inside all the time.

In other news, Dot-Spot had an "incident". I want to go on record saying I don't know what happened at all and had no part in anything at all ever in a million gajillion years. I just know Mom got home and freaked out cuz Dot was holey and there was blood.

Can you see it? It's kinda on her shoulder and I heard that Mom had the nerve to say it was nipping height for the stubby one. I think she meant me and I'm really offended. She stays with Tucker and I during the day so Mom has it narrowed down to one of us. A regular Sherlock Holmes, huh? You know where my paw is pointed. Either way, it doesn't need stitches but it's pretty gross. She has to put the medicine on it she has left over from her spider bite last year. Yuck. For the record, us brown dogs have unattended wounds all the time but since we don't look like a horror movie against that blinding white pasty fur we just get ignored.

I guess that's all that is going on here.

Our dinner is late tonight cuz she forgot to start the dishwasher and our bowls are dirty. I think it's finally hitting the rinse cycle now. Hope we don't pass out waiting.

Smooches - Saaaamantha!

PS Oh Oh! I almost forgot! We've figured out we must be like celebs cuz there is somebody coming tomorrow to pick up our poop and take it away! Can you believe it!?! I wonder if they'll bronze it and sell it on ebay. Mom said they're gonna come every week and do it, I bet we're gonna get residual payments like the Golden Girls in syndication. What I don't get is she said she'd rather give up eating out once a week then deal with our crap. I hope that doesn't have a double meaning.