Hi, everybody! Daisy Jones-Klein here, updating you on the week's events. I'm filling in for Dad, who spent Sunday sleeping in, watching TV, and generally goofing off. He said it was Father's Day, although it seemed pretty much like what he usually calls "weekend".
It was a pretty good week to be Daisy, as most weeks tend to be. Lots of work still going on here, both outside and inside the new house, with lots of strangers coming and going (yummmm .... ankles!) which generally means I spend a lot of the day in time-outs.
We had a crane at the house this week, helping to move rocks and trees around. My Peeps seemed to get very, very quiet when these one or two-ton boulders were being lifted over the house. It would not have been a good time for me to be barking or biting:
And one of the rocks they moved was hooked up to be a fountain or something. I thought it was really nice for them to put an extra water dish outside for me, even if this one is a little taller than me:
And with a few trees and a fountain in place, it got a little less dusty, and some birds came by and started to build a nest up in the beams. Anyone know what the little red speckled birds are called? Just curious ... squirrels and bunnies are more my snack preferences, you know!
But when I'm not kept off limits, I've been a lot of help! We assembled the shelves we got at Costco:
And up the street we saw an excavator, and I offered to help. Jack Russell Terriers
were bred to be diggers, you know:
And we went next door to a place they call The Bishop's Lodge. It's an old hotel and resort tucked in the mountains.
And at Bishop's Lodge, they've got horses too, and some are so big that their peeps have to sit on them to take them for their walk!
I barked at them, of course, because ... well, that's just what I do. But they didn't seem to mind, even if my Peeps were a little annoyed. But then we went back home and watched the sunset, curled up in a favorite chair, and called it a day. Hope your week was as good as mine!
Daisy Jones-Klein
