Hey there again! I just realized I never said what my name is. I'm Summer! I'm a five year old golden retriever mix, my mom was a retriever but I can't seem to remember what my dad was. I've heard some humans call me a mutt but it doesn't bother me because my people always say they love me and that I'm my own pretty breed. They always gawk over me when I'm laying in the sunlight, which feels so warm and amazing on my fur. But enough about me, I have a story to tell. Alright, so there is this bone my people gave me one morning. I think this day was special because everyone gathered around a tree that had been inside the house all month and they opened these boxes and there was a lot of hugging that day. Anyway, they gave me two bones! These bones were the bomb, I loved chewing and licking them so much but I was just so worried about someone hiding it that I had to beat them to it. So, I would play with it for five minutes or so and then I would sneak away while they weren't paying attention. I have the best hiding places by the way, and I have a specific technique in making sure it's not noticeable. I find the perfect spot, I dig at it until it's ready for the bone, and then I place the bone in the spot and push in down or in as far as my nose or paws can reach. Then I push things on top of my bone, like clothes or towels laying around. Then I rub my nose around that spot to mark my hiding spot. After that, the job is well done and I trot back into the room with them and lay down in a corner so they don't notice me suddenly appearing from another room. You'd think that bone would stay untouched for months but what do you know, an hour later one of the minis have found the bone and taunt me with it. And so the cycle repeats. Sometimes I must underestimate their attention or intelligence, and every time they prove me wrong. This is another reason why I love my humans. They're just the right amount of fun, but they don't play around when it comes to finding my bone.  

Why do humans do the things they do? Why do they get smelly colorful food when I get dry and boring hard stuff? What's it mean when they have water coming from their eyes? And what on EARTH are those small hard objects they have in their hands staring at all day? These are just a few of the things I think about while they pet me or while I lay quite cozily on their laps. Oh and by the way, my people are awesome, there's a man and women who are the ones I've been with the longest, then there's a smaller mini girl and mini boy. The minis play with me more and it's so fun to lick their faces! Anyway, back to the questions I think about all the time. So about the whole “stare at small hard object all day” thing, I really don't understand what the point is. That thing they stare at doesn't even smell good or move. I mean, maybe its their window. Maybe they get as much entertainment in that thing as I do when I sit in my spot on the top of the couch and stare out my window. It's so perfect, it's the perfect view of my street, overlooking my big front yard but still allowing me to see all the houses by us and the road with those big fast moving things that I sometimes get to go in with my people! I'm not sure what that big moving thing is called yet but I do know that every time I go in it my people scream something about going bye byes to me and I get really excited. When they say those two words it means two things; it means I don't have to wait for them to get back like I am right now because I'll be with them, and I also get to stick my head out the window of the big fast moving thing, and that means smells! Smells everywhere! I get whiffs of this and whiffs of that and there's just so much out there to smell it's amazing! There's only one other thing other than “bye byes” that allows me to get a wide variety of smells, and that's walks! They may make me want to have another nap, but I get to smell so much! I sometimes get to meet other dogs and people too which is always interesting. Wait, what was that?! Oh my gosh they're home, I have to go, they're home!!