Renewed Love

Something has been wrong lately. Something feels off... Specifically with Georgie. We just aren't connecting anymore...sigh...it hurts.



I remember when we used to rule the backyard... She would dig and hide her bone. I would promptly get her bone and play keep-away. She acted like she hated it, but I knew better...



We'd play chase around the house before bedtime. Sure, she was usually sleeping when I'd initiate playtime, but we always ended up having a great time.

I feel like she has been suffering from a general malaise. Even Puppies could not cheer her up.

It was bad.



I tried.

"HEY JORT! LOOK AT MY WACKY GLASSES!"

No response...



I played outside. It wasn't the same...

FYI - Gutters are totally lame when you're by yourself.



In a moment of weakness, I considered replacing my beloved Jort with perhaps a little duckling or goose.



But then I thought better of it...

Dad read me stories about other dogs and that was okay for a while. But still... it lacked something.

Then, one day - out of nowhere - she came back to us!

And once again... Life is good.

KDig rocks it like Uncle Rico

I think that anyone can see that my athletic prowess is far more advanced than most 1 year olds. Dig it.

On the road again...

Since the weather has been pretty chilly and windy at home, I managed to talk Mom and Dad into taking me back east to visit my Peedles and Poppy and enjoy some warmer days!

In order to prepare for the trip, I studied up on what vehicles would take us there. And all you cynics out there - Yes. I can read.



Once we got to their house, I was able to show them what living in Cowboy Country has taught me.

Giddy-up. I'm awesome.



I also showed 'em my new tat. Nothing says classic white trash like a nice tattoo and a plain white t-shirt. It's the look I'm currently going for.



So while we were there, Mom and Dad ended up leaving me alone for a few days with Peedles and Poppy.

OH the tricks I learned...

First up - car racing. Although strangely, a little boat was consistently faster than every other car and truck.



I also learned how to mow. Don't even get me started on how long it took... Nevertheless, I delivered the goods and dominated the grass.

In fact, I dared it to grow again.



Poppy taught me how to fly a geliguck on the computer.



And in turn, I taught him how to read. Quid pro quo and all...



Peedles introduced me to a magical movie called "Cars". I can't stop talking about it still. I'm like a tiny Rainman - "carscarscarscars" ALL the time! Mom loves it of course.



Uncle Stew came to see me too and we went on several walks. Of course, we had lots of good talks about this and that. It's tradition...



We also snacked on dandelions. A tad more bitter than one might expect, but I digress...



Soon it was time for Mom and Dad to come back though, so I began a vigilant watch for them...



Well, kind of vigilant.

But in my defense, I was really tired.

Happy Easter!!

Happy Easter, everyone! I hope that you all had a wonderful day celebrating the risen Lord!!



I certainly did. How? By eating more sugar this weekend than all the other days I've been alive, combined.

The Easter weekend began with a bang - an egg hunt. Naturally, that brought some delicious treats.

I used this particular hunt more as training or practice for a bigger hunt on the horizon. I quickly learned that you need to be focused and aggressive.



OH WAIT!! Are those ducks!??!

"GACK! GACK! GACK!!!"

So much for the hunt...

Finally, Easter morning arrived and this strange basket appeared... I kept hearing that it was from some giant bunny. Well, I saw that bunny in the mall and it freaked me out.

So no thank you Easter Bunny. Mom? Dad? Kindly pull me back onto the bed now.



Oh man - nothing sucks me in like a guck with buttons, lights and sirens.

I concede this year, Easter Bunny, but you'll not dupe me again.



I hate how much I love this truck.



Next up, we got ready for church... and candyfest #1.



Absolutley, I'll be quiet during church! I'm able to handle big kid rules. I mean... I am wearing a vest.



So perhaps church was a bit more of a challenge than any of us imagined. And perhaps I ate two suckers and a cup-full of jellybeans.

So as soon as we got home, Dad took me out to run off the energy with my new kite.



After taking a breather, I got myself psyched up for the real-deal egg hunt.

Game on, Mom. Hold my basket where I can put the eggs in quickly!



WAITTT!!!! Eleven jellybeans are NOT too much for my mouth!! It's bigger than it looks! IT'S BIGGER THAN IT LOOKS!!!!!



I lost that battle. But no worries - I blew off some steam by taking on the big-kid slide. Notice how much I look like a four-year-old.

Eat your heart out one-year-olds!!



Moral of this story? Candy does strange things to me.

Words According to KD

HYYYS!!! [Hello] Welcome back yet again!

So I had the opportunity to go to "The Farm" this week and it was fan. tas. tic. Pretty much every animal that I love was there and I had quite a time showing everyone that I knew what each was called.

First up - Urts [birds].

Next...an owwww that says booooo [cow that says moo]. Unfortunately, you cannot see that my finger was nearly lodged up her nostril.

Then I got to ride on a guck [tractor/truck]. As you can see, my excitement nearly overwhelmed me.



We also saw warses [horses] and lots of gucks that go gack [ducks that go quack. And yes, you have already seen this word once]. Most of the animals were untouchable... such a bummer for me. Perhaps not for them...

No matter how exciting though, I was eventually was ready to go home and play with my own cadre of toys. Before investing too much into playtime, I first took off my ooosh [shoes].

And then I grabbed my geliguck [helicopter]. I love it so... In fact, sometimes as a treat to my chachooos [trains], I stuff them into it and take them for a ride..

Later, I played with my caRRRRRssss [one single car] while I had a snack of ish [goldfish] - a fun little combo if I might say so.

And if you're questioning whether I lined them up like that - you bet your sweet bippee I did. Sure, I'm only 20 months, but I'm certainly not too young to show signs of compulsive behavior. My mother is proud.

Before long, I was exhausted and settled in for the evening with my guhgurrrrrl [good girl aka Georgie].

A little reminder...

Since it's been a while since I updated everyone on just how the Diggy does roll, here you go...

First up - I'm always ready to go at a moment's notice. Maybe even when we're not going anywhere. That's just my way. Dig it.



Do I poke holes in the middle of every piece of banana before I eat it? You bet I do.



And sometimes I like a good fuzzy boot. Don't knock it - they are like little ovens for my tiny feet.



A little alteration on the ol' 52 card pick-up. For a real challenge, I like to play 1,500 puzzle-piece-pick-up.



Okay, so maybe 1,500 was a bit much.

What's that? Am I all boy? OR is half of me really a mystical dragon?? I usually keep my tail and claws hidden in my pants and shoes.

When I'm feeling tough, I like to take my shirt off, throw a hat on (slightly crooked of course) and respond only with grunts and head-nods.

Enough of that.

OHH!!! STICKERS!!!!!!!! I LOVE STICKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to wrap up this update, I also like to wear a bag on my head (yes, it's breathable) and run around the house with it. Do I sometimes run into things? Sure. Do I get hurt? No - because I'm tough. (for a reminder, see two pictures above.)

Peace out.