Busy Busy Busy

I have been busy busy busy!!! This past weekend my parents took me to the pumpkin patch to pick out pumpkins. It was a beautiful day and the place was filled with kids. They were running all over the place and I wanted to run too, but I had to be on a leash… My parents were in a dead stop, I had no clue why, I did everything possible to grab their attention and let them know I wanted to play too. Then, all of a sudden, I knew exactly why we were waiting, we were going on a hayride! The tractor came riding up filled with hay!!! I was nervous at first, my dad had to carry me on because I was a little hesitant, but once I was on, I was ready to go! I would dive my little beard right into the hay and gnaw, that was until the ride was over. Then it was time to search for the biggest orange things possible! My dad unhooked the leash, this means I was free to prance around, as I like. The leaves of the pumpkins were nothing I had ever seen before; they were scary looking! Every time I would jump into the pumpkin patch, the leaves would continue to shake… it made me so curious!

After picking out three perfect pumpkins, it was time to ride back on the hayride. My little paws and beard got so dirty… I loved it… Mommy and daddy, not so much. By the time we got home, I was exhausted! I did not even realize my parents had left to go to a football game. When they came home, I was in a daze on the couch, like it was a dream!

Later on that evening, I went to Nugget’s house, but to my dismay, Nugget was not there. I searched high and low for my girlfriend… I thought she was gone forever. It was like my parents had dropped me off to torture me! I cried for three straight hours. It was not any old cry; these were tears of extreme mourning. My best friend was long gone, as well as my parents! When my parents finally did return, they thought I looked like a rabid animal.

The next morning, Nugget returned! She had just left with her parents for the evening. While Nugget’s parents were checking the mail… they came across a little warning. Someone must have called and complained regarding my cries that Saturday evening, therefore, animal control came by and gave a warning. Who knows if they would have snatched me up! I am more then grateful that they did not!