Category Archive: Living in Maine

Jun 22 2005

Cabin Fever

A couple of weekends ago, I had the cabin fever real bad. My nose wasn’t warm, but I could feel it. It wouldn’t let me stand still, except to stare at Mom and Dad and let them know that I wanted to get out of this cabin! So, we went to the big bath again. …

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May 06 2005

Cabin Fever Sets in Again

Last weekend, Dad said that the ‘cabin fever’ was taking hold again. Maybe he was right, cuz my nose was a little warm. So, you know what ‘cabin fever’ means, right? Right. CAR RIDE! We went down to a place called Popham Beach and visited another fort. Fort Popham. Dad says it was used in …

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Apr 10 2005

BORED!!!

I was a bored puppy. I mean, look at me. I was trying to take my picture upside down, but only had the gumption to go sideways (sorry Cal! Maybe next time.) To help relieve the boredom, Dad said it was time to get out of the house. He mentioned something about ‘cabin fever’ but …

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Jan 06 2005

Fields of dreams…and lots of nifty smells

Today was a good day for this red dog. Mom and Dad let me run around the fields off-leash. Ever since we’ve moved here I’ve been wondering why they keep me on the leash when our new back yard is bigger than the dog park I used to go to when we lived in the …

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Dec 18 2004

I can eat it, but what’s the point?

Well, we’re finally moved. I found out what snow is – it’s ice that falls from the sky. I can eat it, but it doesn’t taste like anything, so really, what’s the point? I like playing in it. I don’t like it when water falls from the sky – it’s like taking a bath on …

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Dec 03 2004

Goodbye Florida…Hello Maine

Mom and dad say that this has to be my last blog entry for a while. We won’t have internet access for another week and that might be dial-up. Ewwww! We’ll be leaving on Sunday morning. Still no sign of Rasta Man, but I’m sure (I hope!) that he can find us. Grandpa called and …

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Nov 29 2004

I’m too sexy for my paws…

I got a new present last night – my first winter coat! So, of course, we had to have a modeling session. (This is when I don’t mind Mom taking my picture). First, a side view. Ignore the Wendy’s cup behind me. I would never eat there, even though their burgers are the tastiest, their …

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Jun 18 2004

The Dog Store, Pee & Rasta Man

What a week! I got to go to that cool place with all the toys and food and birds and toys and food and toys. I even peed on the floor! I guess Mom and Dad didn’t like that because then they took me to that place where they stick me with sharp things and …

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