Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Katie says

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Katie here.  Mom says I can talk today on her blog, cause she’s too tired.  I’ve been keeping her busy today and I think she needs a nap.  It’s her own darn fault anyway.

I’ve been waiting and waiting for Mom and Daddy to pay attention to me.  First they’re all busy with work, then we get company, then Daddy goes off to work on some project and Mom works late every night at work and I have to spend all day every day alone.  This is not what I signed up for when I adopted them.

So when they do come home I’m all about me.  Me me me me me.  And I want to play with  my rabbit and my froggy and my lambie and my squirrel and my ball and…well you know.  But they don’t want to play so much.  They say things like ‘Go lie down’ and ‘Katie! Stop biting my feet!’ and ‘NO BARK!’ and other nonsense.  I just want to play.  Gee.  What’s a doggie to do.

Well I guess this weekend I made my Mom feel bad, so Friday night she set up the tent and we got to go camping!  I love to camp in our back yard.  Last night I was such a good girl and didn’t bark at anything.  Not even the funny noises and smells.  I was just so good and let Mom sleep all the way until 5:30 this morning!

Then she had to go to work.  I was sad.  But she came home in the middle of the afternoon and  guess what?  WE GOT TO GO TO MY PARK!  I would have been happy just to stay there, but nooooo.  Mom wanted to go to HER favorite park which is almost a half hour away!  Since when is it all about HER?

But I humored her and we sat by the lake and watched the geese and she read a book.  I was a good girl and sat by her feet while I watched kids fish and that goose swim around out there.  I didn’t bark at anything!  I was just glad to be out near a lake with my Mom.

So that’s the story so far this weekend.  I think we’re going to camp out again tonight!  I can’t wait.  As soon as it gets dark I’m going to go over to the back door and whine like I did last night.  It works.  She’ll go to bed early just to make me happy.  You wait and see.

I’ve got my Mom figured out.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

10 thoughts on “Katie says

  1. Katie, I thought of you and your Mom today while I was at the Renaissance Festival in Holly playing for the Scottish dancers. Lots of people had their dogs with them! Or should I say lots of dogs had people with them?

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  2. What a smart girl you are! You really are running the show at your house, aren’t you?

    Hope you got to camp again last night!

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  3. Sarah wishes her dog mom had weekends off. I wish I could explain to her that summer is almost over, that we’ll start having occasional days off, and that soon we’ll even go on VACATION!

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  4. Tell your Mum and Dad if they aren’t going to play with you, then you want a sheltie brudder.

    Essex & Sherman

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  5. Good job Katie! It’s about time those people got trained. Sometimes moms and dads are very slow and sometimes they’re just stubborn. But persistence will win every time.

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  6. LOL, good for you Katie!!

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  7. Hi, Katie! Gosh, you’re lucky to get to write a blog. Not many dogs get that. I would like to meet you someday and maybe walk in the park with you, too!

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  8. That’s the girl !!! You use every trick in the the doggie handbook on Mom and MAKE her spend more time with YOU. I don’t get what it is with these hoomans – all work and no play – makes for a unhappy puppy! PS make sure you keep the doggie handbook hidden – we wouldn’t want them bipeds to know all our tricks !!!

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  9. It should always be all about you Katie – no matter what!!

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  10. You are so patient and understanding your mom is very lucky!

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