Woof.  Hi, Sugar here.  I am just now getting to by blog, because I had to wait for Jack to get in the shower.  I think he knows about my "other life," but no sense in taking chances.  Besides, what he doesn't know, can't hurt him.

I am still not comfortable sleeping in my usual place.  I don't really know why.  Jack and Mary want to chalk it up to something abnormal, but the truth is, not even I can fully explain it, I just feel it. So, until something changes, I will continue to sleep where I please.

The last few days, I have gotten a lot of "Lap Time," in an effort to feel more comfortable.  I hear that I snore, but since I am asleep, I don't know and don't care.  It seems to amuse my humans, so I guess it is okay.

I was checking out Jack's blog earlier, and he mentioned something about spending time in the kitchen, one of my favorite places.  As you know, next to sleeping, I love cooking the best.  Well actually, I love eating more than cooking, but cooking leads to eating, so what's not to like.  I know that I will have to go out, and I do like that, but it looks windy out the Weather Window, so it may not be all that much fun.

So, I 'd best be on my way before Jack gets out of the shower and I get "caught."  So until next time, this is Sugar saying, Woof.

Woof.  Good afternoon GH.  Gosh, I am starting to sound like Jack.  I guess that isn't all bad.  Jack and I got back from our morning walk, and it was great being out in the snow.  Everything smells so fresh, and I do mean smells.

We walked downtown, where Jack tried to buy a newspaper, but the machine was jammed, as usual.  So, we walked over to our home street and got the newspaper there.  While we were on our way back, I stopped and did my business.  When we were out yesterday, the same car tried to run us over twice.  I guess when someone is in a hurry, they don't pay much attention to us walkers.

Right now, the outside temperature is cool, but nice as far as this weather dog is concerned.   The kids next door cleared the sidewalk in front of our house, so it was easier to walk.  Downtown, the snow melting system was working great.  The sun is shining, and the snow has stopped falling, at least for awhile.

I had a good breakfast of bread, and yogurt, and before that I got a special treat that was part of my Christmas present, I think.  If I could just remember what Christmas was all about, that would probably help, but at least I got good things then.  So now, it is time for more of my second favorite activity.  I should mention, that I am having problems staying in my bed at night, but I don't know why.  My humans tried moving my bed away from the window, like Steph suggested, and I tried sleeping in it, but I ended up back in the bathroom.  I dunno.

Otherwise, I doubt if I will be doing much before dinner.  Since my humans had a late breakfast, or an early lunch, I can't count on any fallout for this afternoon.  So, until next time, Woof.

Woof.  Jack and I just got back from our afternoon walk, and since he is outside, I think I'll take this opportunity to blog.  I just have to watch out that I don't shed all over the keyboard.  I don't know about the humans in my pack, but for me, the weather is just fine.  Not too hot, not too cold, but just like Goldilock's porridge, just right.  I am gong to sleep until dinnertime, because I am tired from having to escort Jack all over GH.

Mary made lunch today, right before Jack and I went for our afternoon walk.  She let me have some of my favorite veggies, green pepper and tomatoes.  I like them.  Go figure.  If it wasn't for me, they would create a lot more trash.  I have a duty to keep the trash level down around here, and believe me, I take that duty seriously.  We got a card from my doctor the other day.  She says I need to make an appointment for my next series of shots.   I don't much like shots, but they help me to stay healthy.  So, I know that Jack and I will be walking over to the doctor after the New Year's Day festivities, one of my favorite days, I think.  So, until I have another chance to blog, Woof.

Woof.  Hi, Sugar the Weather Dog/Sous Chef here.  Although I don't really understand why, I am having difficulty sleeping in my bed.  Maybe it has something to do with a noise that scared me.  I don't know.  But this is my chance to do my blog while Jack is still sleeping.  In my capacity as the official Weather Dog here, the view out the weather window is still dark.  Currently the temperature on the desktop, is 26°.  That always seems very important to Jack.  Me, I plan to go back to bed.  But, I had a few things to bark about.  I had a great day yesterday.  First, we all got up, went downstairs, and opened presents from under the Christmas tree.  I still don't really understand what Christmas is, but I got a really neat gift, so that's all good.  I got something that every dog wishes they did, a box with dog biscuits.  These were the kind of dog biscuits that you only at the gourmet dog store.  Boy, you talk about being a lucky dog.  I also got a broken candy cane at the same time.  Jack got the coolest John Wayne ornament for the tree.  Mary, got these really neat bowls for cooking.  She didn't use them until after they watched their morning movie, The American President, one of their favorites.  Before, the movie, Mary, chopped some veggies, which they both carried upstairs.  Of course I was there to help.  My efforts were rewarded.  I got some celery, carrot, and something else but I don't remember what it was.  Then, they watched the movie.  Then, it was time to make lunch.  I helped then too.  It doesn't get much better than that.  Mary made something called Shepherd's Pie.  I got more veggies then too.  I didn't much like the spinach.  But, I did like the sample I got when she made biscuits.  It all smelled very nice.  Then, they ate lunch, and we sat around for a while.  Finally, it was time for their next favorite movie, Love Actually.  That movie always makes Mary cry.  I don't understand it really, but I do empathize.  After all, I am a dog.  Anyway, soon it was time for my dinner.  I don't think I got as much, but I really didn't need it.  Now it's time for bed again.  So, for now, I'll say woof.

Woof.  Hi, Sugar the Weather Dog again.  Jack is sleeping in this morning, so I thought, what the hey, I'll get in a short blog on Christmas day.  I am not certain what Christmas day actually is, but I think it has something to do with food.  Just a guess, but Mary seemed intent on having her kitchen ready for today, so I am just guessing that it has something to do with my favorite activity. I do know that it has to do with a tree, dogs like trees, some extra mail from Dave, and a sense that the world is ready for new things in some way.

Yesterday, we went for a couple of walks, and that was good by me.  Have I mentioned that I mostly like walking?  Except when the wind is blowing too hard, and then it isn't as much fun.  I got to smell new things and places, leave a few messages, and in general enjoy GH in all its glory.  Mary and Jack stopped off at the local deli, that's a place where they make sandwiches and things, and they picked up something.  I thought it must be for me, because Mary put it into her pocket, where all my treats seem to go.  But no, she had to tell me several times that it wasn't for me.  I wonder what it is.  I guess I'll look extra cute today, and that may convince Jack to give me some.  He is a soft touch when it comes to me.  Have I mentioned that before?  I just have this dog sense that it is going to be a good day.  I hope that I am right.

One thing is for sure, I'll get in more walking, more eating, and more napping.  How can it get any better than that?  I have a special wish for all the members of my posse.  I hope that you all get good homes this year.  I got mine a few years ago, and I protect my humans as best I can.  Like I think I said before, I don't know how they got anywhere before I found them.  So, until I have more to bark about, Woof.

Woof. Hi, Sugar the Weather Dog here.  Jack was reading the paper, but then he had to go upstairs to help Mary with the printer.  So, opportunistic dog that I am, I decided I could get to his keyboard and add to my blog.  He thinks I'm still sleeping, but I'm really adding to my blog.  In my job as assistant weather forecaster, when I look out the Weather Window, I see gray.  Currently, the temperature outside is 34°.

My humans weren't listening this morning, and so I got sick on the rug next to the bed.  But, Jack wasn't mad, he just cleaned it up.  After that, I felt fine, and I was ready to eat.  Like most dogs, I'm usually ready-to-eat.  So they had banana bread for breakfast, and I had a banana, yogurt, and bread myself.  After that, we all walked to the library, and dropped off some books.  Then we went to Washington Street, where we bought a newspaper, and finally headed home.  A good morning.  I think.  Then, it was time for the humans to have lunch.  They had left overs, and Mary nicely spilled some on the floor just for me.  From a dog's point of view, it doesn't get any better than that, unless it's a chance to nap some more.  But, before I could get down to the business of napping, Jack and I walked to the bookstore and got the local paper.   Soon, it will be time for dinner, I hope.

Well, that's about all for now.  So until next time, I'll just say, Woof.

Woof.  Jack woke me when he came to bed, so I decided that turnabout was fair play, and so here I am at his keyboard.  He hasn't caught on yet, so I'll just keep up this blogging thing.  I had a great morning.  Jack took me for a long walk downtown, while Mary did something else.  I like Mary, but I really like walking with my pawferrred human, Jack.  We explored places I had not been recently, and the aromas were intoxicating.  We didn't go in anywhere today, but that was okay.  For breakfast, I got the leftover eggs from the French toast and some bread too.  That is one of Mary's great traits, sharing the eggs with me.  Jack topped it off with some yogurt, so it was all good.  There was the usual delay caused by that Chris guy, but I have come to accept that.  It sure was a lot nicer out this morning.  Very little wind, and so walking was great fun.  What more could a dog ask?  I didn't get a second walk today, but since I didn't go out until after 10:00 AM, it wasn't necessary.  But, I hope this doesn't become the norm.  I'll wait and see.  This afternoon, Jack and Mary went out somewhere, but that gave me more time for my second favorite thing.  So, before I get caught, I'll sign off and say woof.

Woof. Holy cow, Jack just took me out, and it was raining, I got wet. However, that's the price we pay for living here in Michigan. We walked by the barbershop, and the barber was cutting one man's hair, while another man waited. I know Jack wants to get his hair cut, but he doesn't like getting wet either. So, we don't know whether he'll get that done today or not. For a dog who doesn't like water, rain is about the worst thing that can happen. So I got my duty done quickly. Right now it's just over 32°, that's Fahrenheit, which means if this rain changes to snow, it will be a big mess. Me, I plan to spend the rest of my day in my bed, stopping only long enough to have a meal. I think Jack probably needs to go out again at some point do other things, but but I don't think he really wants to go. Maybe the answer is more simple than that, it would be for me. I just wouldn't go. So, that usually means I don't get an afternoon walk, but that's okay with me today.

I know Jack has been talking to himself a lot lately, while he's working on his computer. It's probably that new Dragon software he's working with. Unfortunately for me, along with not having thumbs, I don't have a voice either, at least a voice that a computer can understand. So, I have to use my paws, and as you know, for me, that's hard. So, I'll continue to muddle along just using my paws as they are. So, until I can sneak in some more time here at the keyboard, I'll take my time and go back to bed for a while. So, until next time, Woof.

Woof.  Wow, it is still dark out.  But, I have these finely honed skills for predicting rough weather, so I am pretty certain that there is nothing on the horizon for at least two days.  I'll check with Jack later to be sure.  He is pretty good at that future stuff.  I had a good day yesterday,  I thought I was going to be cheated out of my second walk, but Jack found a burst of energy somewhere.  I like to think that it was my sad eyes that won the day.  Anyways. once he got his pads on and then his fur coat, we were off to the big city.  First, we stopped at the post office where Jack dropped off some cards he had been writing.  A nice lady there noted that I seemed to be part Corgi, which Jack quickly confirmed, but he added the other half of my heritage, Beagle, by way of information.  The nice lady there thought I was cute. Surprise!  Then, much to my disappointment, we passed right by my favorite bank and crossed over to the other side of the street.  Met a few other members of my posse along the way, but Jack wouldn't let me stop and say woof.  I don't know why.  We passed the news agency, where these really big members of the local posse seem to live.  One is quiet, but the other sets up a howl when we pass by.  I think they are some kind of hunting dog, but why they hunt in a store, I don't know.  So, we continued down the street and right past my other favorite place in town, the store that sells gourmet dog treats.  We finally stopped at the store where Mary goes to get her printing done to drop off her stick thing for more printing.  I don't know why it is called a stick, because it doesn't look at all like a stick  Anyways, I am always welcome there.  But, like that singer/songwriter says, the music wouldn't play there either.  Nice guy behind the counter, but no treats for Sugar.  There was a nice lady there who also thought I was cute.  Once again, surprise.  So, now it was time to head back to home, and me without a treat.  Surprise, Jack stopped in at the gourmet treat store and bought me a squirrel.  Well, it looked like a squirrel, but it was sure delicious.  It took a few blocks to get it all from Jack, but I did it.  Even when it was gone, I wasn't convinced he didn't have more.  So, back through Central Park, a few more stops for messages, and we were home, where surprise, I got another treat, as required.  By then, I was ready for a nap.  Did I mention that I really like to sleep?  So, that was my day on Tuesday.  So until next time.  Woof.

Woof.  Just a short blog this morning.  I just got my e-birthday card from my doctor, and I think it is pawtastic.  It stars a Welsh Corgi, one of my ancestors, and of course, the card looks great; no surprise there.  Any card that stars one of my breed mixes has got to be great.  If you get a chance, check out the e-cards site @ http://www.sloppykisscards.com/ecards.php.  I sense a bunch of e-cards in my future.  If you want to see the latest picture of yours truly and Jack, check out Mary's blog @ http://marygoeswalking.blogspot.com.  Jack and I star in the first picture on her site.  Jack was baking yesterday afternoon. I didn't get much, because he made cookies with raisins in them, and as you may know, raisins, which come from grapes, are not good for dogs.  Still, I got some, which given my sweet tooth, I thought tasted great.  Of course, I may be a little biased, since Jack is my pawferred human.  Otherwise, Jack was dusting and like most dogs, things that have to do with cleaning scare me.  So, I spent some time under Mary's desk.  I hope he doesn't get out that vacuum thing, cause that really frightens me.  So, I think I'll go back to bed now. I need to get my beauty rest.  Woof.

Woof.  It is I, Sugar the intrepid Weather Dog.  I have been busy helping in the kitchen.  For me, next to eating and sleeping, kitchen duty is my favorite thing.  Jack has been in his office a lot lately  using those highlighter things, so it wasn't easy to sneak in here and get out a blog.  A dog's work is never done.  Jack and I had a good walk this morning, and then I came in and got my usual two biscuits from both of my humans.  I know that they are breaking them in half to fool me, but if that is the price I have to pay to get them, so be it.  As my pawferred human, Jack treated me to some pretzels later in the evening, so I, of course, just had to eat them to keep him happy.  Like I said, it is a tough job, but some dog has to do it.  Funny thing, I was sitting in Jack's lap earlier, and another dog walked by.  I just had to growl and run to the door to protect my humans.  Like I said, a tough job, but some dog has to do it, and as the official guard dog on duty here, the task fell to me.  Otherwise, I spent my day sleeping, eating the leftover beaten eggs from breakfast, and that delicious squash stuff.  I finished the last of my pills this morning, so I hope I am done with those.  However, I will miss those two a day peanut butter dabs they use to get me to take the pills.  I don't like the taste of the pills, but if I can get some peanut butter from them by being picky, I will.  So, until next time, woof.

Woof.  Wow, I thought that I'd never get back.  I just returned from a stay at camp, where I did have a good time, but the truth is, when Jack arrived to pick me up, I was sooooo excited.  You do remember that he is my pawferred human, right?  Anyways, I met some great new friends there. We ran, we barked, we ate and we also slept, which if you recall, next to eating, is a dog's favorite thing to do.  Still, I was glad to get back.  When I got here, Mary was working at her computer and can you believe it, my upstairs bed was missing.  But, and here's the good part, Mary soon brought it upstairs and after the two of them worked at their desks, and played at the computer, finally, they were done.  When I came back, my bed was there, all clean.  It didn't smell like me anymore, but it was so soft.   I think I like it.  So, after a while, they fed me dinner, after I was forced to go out, and then they went out.  I put on my best sad face, but they went anyways.  Of course, don't tell them, but that gave me a chance to do more of a dog's second favorite thing.  I still have no thumbs, that ain't never gonna change, but since I have two of the most perfect humans on the planet, that sounds familiar somehow, I get to take them for regular walks, and in return they feed me and give me the occasional bone, though not often enough I might add, and they take me to the doctor when I don't feel well.  It really can't get much better than this.  I heard that they went to visit the alternate pack members, whom I like a lot, well, I like Steph a bit more, cause she takes me for runs in the morning, and they had a good time.  Oh, since I do have duties as the local Weather Dog, I can tell you that it is dark outside the Weather Window, and the current temperature on the desktop is 43 degrees.  I don't want to steal Jack's thunder, well I wouldn't want to ever steal any thunder, cause that stuff scares me, did I mention that before?   So, I'll just let him comment on the weather on his blog with my input, of course. Well. time for more sleep, before Jack gets up and finds me here.  So until next time.  Woof.

Woof.  Hi, Sugar the intrepid Weather Dog here.  I am also an assistant sous chef, or so Jack says. I had a great day in the kitchen yesterday.  Jack was cooking while Mary worked on her indexing project, and that left Jack and I to our own devices.  I'll tell you and Jack a little secret.  I don't like raw kale, but I absolutely love raw squash.  I could have told him that I would, but it was something that he had to learn.  Right now, the view out the Weather Window is dark, surprise there.  Mary and Jack were worried about the snow, but from my low perspective, there was nothing to worry about.  I just checked, and there was not much going on outside.  Jack just came back to bed, so that gave me a chance to get to the keyboard.  As you may remember, I don't type all that fast, because I don't have any thumbs.  Such is my lot in life.  But, I make up for my lack of thumbs by being the cutest dog on the planet.  Jack tells me that all the time, so I guess that that is all good.  I help where I can and if being cute is a help, then I am all over it.  Plus, and I know this for a fact, that Jack gets great joy in my presence.  Yesterday, he was on a laughing jag, caused by my just being, so I'll take credit where I can.  If it helps Jack feel good, than I am there for him.  Both of my humans went out yesterday after we finished in the kitchen.  They probably think that I missed my second walk, but the first was a-okay, and once I felt that snow shower hitting my fur when we were done cooking, I was okay with losing the second walk.  Yes, I can count up to two. Mary and Jack figured that out with the biscuits, but I'll keep pretending that that is all I know.  Better to keep the humans in the dark sometimes.  So. I am getting tired again.  I think I'll sign off and go get my beauty sleep. It can be so warm in my bed and best of all, Jack likes it when I'm there for him.  So until next time, Woof.

Woof.  It sure can be hard to blog when Jack never goes to bed.  Mary went to sleep hours ago, but Jack seems to be on that kick of his again.  Still, I can't complain, I mean how many dogs get to  blog anyway?  Currently, the view out Jack's Weather Window is, well surprise, it is dark.  Jack thinks he is fooling me when he gives me those dollops of peanut butter twice each day, but I know that there are pills in there.  Still, if that is the price I have to pay for peanut butter treats, then so be it.  I think I am one lucky dog, to have a human who cares so much that he walks over to the veterinarian with me to get my ears checked. Then he gets pills to help me get better when I have an ear infection.  I know he says it costs a lot to go to the veterinarian,  and I really don't know what that is.  I think he is lucky too, since we both benefit from my being in his life.  We had a good walk this morning.  I led Mary and Jack over to the bank where I got a treat from the really nice people there.  It doesn't get much better than that.  I have to make sure they Mary and Jack know how to get to and from the bank, so I think that a treat is a cheap price for them to pay, don't you?  I honestly don't know how they got anywhere before I came along.  When we got home, Jack and Mary went out to those big stores while I slept.  A nice trade off I say.  Anyways, I best be going before I get caught.  So until next time, Woof.

Woof.  Well, I made it.  Jack still hasn't caught on.  I am once again here at the keyboard to give you my unique brand of wisdom.  Jack and I had a great walk yesterday morning.  We got downtown, and then some.  I got fed early yesterday, something that a dog like me, well any dog, likes to get.  But, and this is a big but, that was after Mary and Jack went out for a day on the town.  Still, they did come back and then all was right with the world.  After our morning walk, Jack put that stuff on me to protect me from fleas and ticks, a good thing, I guess.  And, this is the good part, I got that special treat that I only get after the flea and tick stuff.  I wish I could have those treats all the time.  Funny, Jack seems to think that the treat is some kind of medicine too, but for me it is just a great treat.  Jack said something about going back to the veterinarian this morning.  I have been shaking my ears again, so maybe he's right.  Still, I have to be on my best behavior, since there is the possibility of going to the "Bone Zone" later today.  Jack says it depends on the weather, and as the official Weather Dog around here, I think that the day will be perfect for a bit of a chew.  Just saying.  So, until the morning is here, I'll go back to sleep.  I should mention that I have to sleep in the middle of the floor when Jack is in the bedroom and Mary is watching some old movie on TV in the media room.  It can be hard being both a weather dog and a guardian at the same time.  So, until the nest blog, Woof.

Woof.  It is amazing what you can get done while a shower is in progress.  Jack went off to shower, and it was still pretty early, so I'll be going back to bed. but the truth is, I'm getting better at covering my tracks, pun intended.  Like Jack often says, the view out the Weather Window is, dark.  So, not much to report there.  Personally, I hope that this is a slow kind of day.  I got locked out of Jack's office one day and it was very upsetting to me.  I mean how can I take care of both he and Mary if I don't have access.  I hear him playing that guitar of his and singing, and while he isn't always on key, to a dog the music is very comforting.  But, I think he does it to not disturb Mary, why I don't know, because it never bothers me.  The only thing that bothered me was when Mary and Jack were yelling at the TV before that election thing.  Something about a guy called broncobama and the mittbot, but I didn't really get it.  They still yell at the TV sometimes and when they do, I just go to my bed, aah bed, a dog's heaven.  Did I mention that before?  The only thing better than sleeping is eating dinner and getting treats and things.  Did I mention that before too?But, as I may have mentioned before, I'm not getting those so much these days due to that diet thing.  Remember, no thumbs.  Anyways, I'm tired after all this blogging, so Woof, back to bed for me.

Woof.  I thought that Jack would never leave this keyboard.  He and I had a long talk about things yesterday.  My side went like this, "Whine, roll, look cute, point out the biscuit jar, ask to go out in my usual cute fashion, etc."
His side sounded like this, "Mxmwjrthadkotjfnds;apttjajg;ajga[atle;jfajta;jf;atj;ajttjtj;atj;atj;jat," to me.  We do communicate, but I think that it is in a language all our own.  I wonder why humans are so obtuse sometimes?  I am as clear as daylight when I am telling Jack and Mary what I want or need, but like those small humans that seem to cry and scream so much, I don't think I am an effective communicator.  Think about those cartoons where the human is talking to their pet, and it sounds like a rusty pipe organ.  That's what I am barking about.  Anyways, I know I will have to take Jack and maybe Mary for at least one or two walks again today.  It's a good thing I like walking or they would never get out.  Did I mention that before?  So, until it is time for me to force them out the door, I'll just say...Woof.

Woof.  I thought Jack would never leave.  It get's harder and harder to get in some time at the keyboard.  Doesn't he ever sleep.  But, if that is his only fault, I think I can take it.  After all, he is my pawferred human.  We had a great time in Mary's kitchen yesterday.  Jack was doing something he almost never does, creating something from scratch.  Speaking of scratch, pardon me while I do.  Anyway, I was an invaluable assistant, something Mary calls being a sou chef, whatever that is.  It was my job to clean out the various bowls he used, and both varieties of squash and the various stages of the banana bread tasted great.  Jack wouldn't let me sample the salsa though, he said it wasn't good for me.  When it came time for dinner, I think I got shorted a little, but after all of the sampling earlier, I really didn't mind.  From a dog's point of view, being a sou chef is a great job!  When it was time for dinner, Mary had to go downtown to get some printing done, and I didn't get to go.  But, I got to stay with my pawferred human, so that was all good.  Anyways, I should get going before I get caught.  If Jack caught me, I doubt that he would really care, because, and did I mention this before, I've got him wrapped around my little paw.   Oh well, no sense taking chances.  Some secrets are best kept close.  So until next time, Woof.

Woof.  Phew, Jack just came back to bed, so I should be safe here at the keyboard.  I don't think he has figured out who is using his keyboard, and as long as I am careful, I doubt that he ever will.  I just have to be careful to not leave any clues behind.  That can be tough at this time of year, because I tend to shed a bit, so I have to be extra careful.  Fortunately for me, as my pawferred human, Jack is kind of blind to my flaws, so I get away with a lot.  Still, he isn't very forthcoming with those treats these days.  He keeps saying something about my weight, but I feel just fine.  I did manage to push Mary to give me my dinner early, so I think I have her wrapped around my paw too.  I will have to get up in the AM to take Jack or Jack and Mary for a walk.  I doubt that they could find their way around GH without me.  Kind of like Jack always says in his blog, so much to do, so little time.  Sometimes, it feels like a dog's0 work is never done.  I like it and hate it when we come in from a walk.  Jack gets out the brush and that generally feels good.  But sometimes, I have to let him know that I want him to stop.  Fortunately, the walks and brushing are followed by my favorite thing, a treat of four biscuits.  It doesn't get any better than that, unless there is a banana involved.  So, I'd best be getting back to bed before Jack get's up again and catches me.  So until next time, Woof. 

Woof.  Well, it was just Jack and me today.  You'd think that when he goes to that place where the doctors hang, that Mary would walk me, but no, she was just too slow and Jack got back before she even thought about it.  Oh well, she doesn't really understand me the way Jack does.  So, let's talk about my day.   By the way, I got in two walks today, but Jack is still being stingy with those biscuits.  We went downtown, and then I left a present for the church people.  Jack picked most of it up, but I'll be darned if I know why.  One thing I do know, is that neither Jack nor Mary really gets the whole walk thing.  If I could, I'd just get a biscuit and then go back to bed, but I have a duty to perform.  If I didn't get them out for a walk everyday, they would never get out and then I'd feel bad if something went wrong health wise.  One thing is for sure, they never let me run across the street to meet the other members of my posse.  I mean, if they knew that all I wanted to do was say, "hey," they wouldn't be so restrictive.  But, that's life as a dog I guess.  You know, I think I understand them better than they understand me.  When Jack was feeling down that one day, I was there for him.  I get it, I do.  Still, I've got a pretty good thing going here.  I eat, I sleep, I go out, I sleep, I bark at the letter carrier or the UPS man, then I sleep.  If you think about it, the only thing that gets in the way of sleeping, is having to stop to eat, which is my favorite part of the day.  Being a dog is really all about sleeping, sniffing, and eating.  Of course, around here, it is hard to get all I want, because the food is kept in a sealed can and the refrigerator isn't open to me.  Once again, it's that thumb thing.  I do have one other important thing I do around here.  I have to let the humans know when there is a storm approaching.  That ain't easy, let me tell you.  Thunder sounds an awful lot like fireworks, which reminds me of big trucks, so if I am to keep my self and them safe, they have to listen to me.  Trouble is, we don't speak the same language.  Everything I say, comes out sounding whiny or like a bark.  I can't help it.  After all, I am a DOG!  Still I wouldn't trade either of my humans for any others, because they are the best.  Oops, I'd better go, I hear Jack coming.  Woof.

Woof.  Jack thinks I am just lying around somewhere, but little does he know that I am here at his keyboard.  I think Jack isn't as suspicious today.  I figure that if I just lie around and look cute and don't make any suspicious moves, I should be okay.  I know he is holding off dinner, but one thing I've got going for me is that Mary was a soft touch this morning.  We went walking downtown, and stopped in the pet store that sells dog cookies.  Mary bought me one that I just couldn't get enough of, so I got scolded for jumping up to get more as we walked back home.  What did she expect?  I am a D-O-G you know.  Pavlov would be proud.  Anyway, Mary made me go out because I was fussing, but all I really wanted was more of that dog cookie.  She told me that it was all gone, and at $1.86 each, she says they are a special treat, whatever that is.  So, now I will have to lay around until dinner.  Well, I'd best be on my way before Jack gets suspicious.  Woof!

Woof, I thought Jack would catch me that last time I was blogging.  I have to be careful, because I think he is getting suspicious.  I have to watch where I leave that tell tale trail of white hair. He may not have caught on yet, but he will.  We had a nice walk to the bakery this AM,  Those humans of mine were walking way to slow for me.  You'd think they were worried about breaking their necks or something.  I am always eager to go to the bakery, because Mary usually buys Jack a cookie or doughnut, that he shares with me. But today, no cookie, no doughnut, and no sharing.  I wonder what I did to deserve that?  Anyways, we came back, I got my usual two biscuits each from Jack and Mary.  I always count to see that I get the allotted amount of biscuits.  I can't count high and I can't tell time, but I know two biscuits when I see em.  Then they left, for a while, I don't know how long, did I mention that I don't tell time too well, and when they got back, I got more biscuits and then dinner a little while later.  I almost conned Jack into feeding me again, after Mary had already fed me, he fell asleep in his office chair, but she let the cat out of the bag.  Did I really say that? So, just one dinner today.  I did get a big breakfast that had lettuce tofu, and a small piece of soy dog in it.  So, I guess that I shouldn't complain, but like I said, I am a dog, so my meals can be few and far between since I don't have any thumbs.  Did I mention that before?  So now, I'd best be on my way before Jack catches me.  A dog can't be too careful, now can she?  So until next time, woof.  That's like aloha.  It works whether you are coming or going.

Hey fellow canines. It's me, Sugar the Weather Dog.  I stole a few minutes at Jack's keyboard to write a few lines.  Like Mary always says, it's a lot harder when you don't have thumbs, but believe me, Jack has thumbs, and I've watched him using his keyboard, so I don't know if there really is anything to be gained from having thumbs, except for opening doors and things.  Anyways, I thought I'd tell you about how great Thanksgiving was from a dog's perspective.  Now I'm not sure what Thanksgiving is really all about, but here's what I know.  First, you get up late.  Not much new there. Then Mary works in the kitchen with a little help from Jack and makes some kind of small bread loaves which they had for breakfast, except of the three, Mary put two in the freezer, where she keeps my bones.  Maybe that means there will be some for me.  I got to sample them, and I liked that part of the day.  Then of course, the humans sit around, watch the magic box and finally, they feed me breakfast, but all I got was a little yogurt.  Mary kept saying that I had already had too much to eat and that I'd be getting more as the day went on.  Hey, I'm a dog, I can never get too much.  You never know when your next meal will be happening.  Okay, Jack and the vet say I've been getting too many calories lately, but what's a dog to do?  Next, you take a long walk, ditto on what's different. Then you come back and Mary gets to work using what looked like every spoon, pot, pan, and bowl in her kitchen.  She even let my pawferred human help.  Now you're probably thinking, so what.  Well, here's the good part about Thanksgiving.  The smells are awesome, and they let me sample almost everything.  I had egg and cheese, and beans, and some kind of loaf thing, but somewhere in there, Adam and Steph called so we had to stop to talk to them.  Anyway, they are in some place called Boston, so they didn't come.  From a dog's perspective, not bad, more for me.  So, finally the meal was in the oven, no more raw foods for me.  I think I heard the humans call it a mostly vegan meal, and I guess that is different, but I don't know for sure.  Finally, after what seemed like forever, remember, I can't tell time very well, they sat down to eat.  Of course, during the preparation Mary had to make her usual sounds that told me things were hitting the floor, more good for me.  So, they sat, ate, didn't give me any table scraps, and then each proclaimed that it was the best Thanksgiving ever.  I have to agree, it was my best for sure, whatever that Thanksgiving thing is.  I hope they do it more often, but somehow, I don't think so.  I think I heard them say it only comes once a year.  So, they sat around, remarked about how windy it was and then, it was time for dinner.  I think I got less, but as I've said, as a dog, I come up short on the counting thing.  So, that was Thanksgiving.  I'm tired again and Jack is probably about to come in, so I'd best be on my way.  A quick look out the Weather Window tells me that it is something Jack calls a gray day, cloudy, no sun shining in the beautiful Grand Haven sky, and from what I can tell, it is even more windy than it was yesterday during our walk.  So, I'll have to be brave and help my humans get through it.  So until next time, thanks Mary and Jack, I had the best Thanksgiving ever.  Food was great, the company was good, and best of all, I've got something to look forward to again.  All good.  Woof.

Good morning GH.  I like that phrase that Jack uses.  I guess that I like most things he does.  I mean, I like what Mary does too, but you know, Jack is the "Pawferred Human."  We all went walking yesterday in the AM.  We walked through Central Park and Mary and Jack seemed to be happy that Public Works had marked that tree that they are worried about with a big black X.  I guess that's good, but I've never really been afraid of trees.  After all, dogs like me often leave messages at the base of trees, so what's not to like.  Anyway, we walked down town, and I just had to check at the stationery store to see if that nice guy was there with another biscuit, but alas, he wasn't there.  Didn't he know I was coming?  Oh well, maybe next time.  Otherwise, Mary allowed me to be fed early, before she and Jack went out for the evening.  I don't like it much when Mary says, "She can wait."  Sure I can, but I don't like to and why should I?  She seems to think that I know what minutes and hours are.  I mean I know when dinnertime is, but I really don't know much else about time.  Anyway, they got back later, I got my evening biscuits, and
then, it was time for laying about in the media room and hoping for more treats.  Jack kept telling me that he loves me, but he didn't want me to be his, "Little Fat Dog," whatever that is.  So, I didn't get any treats, even though I was looking cuter than ever.  Did I mention, that when we were on our way back from our morning walk, that a nice lady on Columbus Ave. mentioned how cute I was and wanted to know my name.  I mean really, I know I'm cute, but it never hurts to hear it.  And how could she not know the name of Sugar the Weather Dog?  Wait, I think I hear someone coming.  It could be Jack and I don't want to make him anymore suspicious about what I do in the middle of the night, so I'd best be going.  Woof.

Good early morning Grand Haveners.  Oops, I mean woof.  Well, I had to go to the veterinarian the other day.  I've been shaking my head and my ears itched, so Mary and Jack decided that I should go and get checked.  Turns out, that I do have a slight ear infection, just like Jack.  So, they put this gooey stuff in both of my ears and I have to take these awful tasting pills for seven days.  Mary and Jack think they are fooling me, but I know they stuff the pills into a piece of soy hot dog.  (Do they really think that these things are meat and that they are made from pieces of a dog?)  I mean come on, I'm not a cannibal you know, and I can tell meat when I get it.  Although around here, it is hard to get meat, unless you count those bones they let me have once in a while.  Also, I should mention that I've gained a few extra pounds, and Jack thinks that that is probably his fault, because I beg, and he gives in.  Shame on me for begging, but come on, I'm a dog, and he is my favorite human, so he has a certain responsibility here.  Otherwise, it is time for me to go back to bed and get my beauty rest, I think I hear someone coming.  So, I'll be saying woof until next time.

Woof!  Oops, sorry, I've got to put this in human form.  I have to be careful, because I don't want just anyone to know I can talk.  I got up to do this first blog, because Jack slammed the door and spooked me.  But, I go back to sleep real easy, so no worry.  I hope that I don't have to wait so long for a walk today.   Not having thumbs is a real problem, but when that Chris guy is on over the weekend, I have to wait for what seems like forever.  I may not get to blog that often, but whenever Jack isn't busy at the keyboard, I just might sneak in a few barks, I mean lines.  Boy, yesterday was great.  I got to go out in the yard and chew a delicious bone.  My humans think they have me fooled, that I know that this is good for my teeth.  But really, I've got them fooled.  Not only do I get the benefit of cleaning my teeth (I'd chew a cable guy or two to get another) they are so good.  Now, if I can just get Jack to stop brushing me whenever I come in or go out, that would be great.  The indignity of it all.  Oh well, time to go back to bed.  I mean staying up for hours on end just isn't my thing.  It may be Jack's cup of tea, but it's not mine.  Yes, the pun was intended.  So, until next time, and I don't know when that will be, I'll have to say Woof, I mean bye.