Can You Overdose on That?

This day was overflowing with cuteness.  Can you overdose on that?  If so...  I'm in big trouble.  

After a great church service and a wonderful dinner at Warners German Restaurant, we went to visit my uncle in the nursing home.  

Then, (and this is when it gets good) we stopped to see both of the Grandkids.  I sure do miss them if I don't see them in a while.  

First stop, Jake...  who is quite the entertainer.  He read me two books.  Green Eggs and Ham, and Go, Dog Go, then he jumped into Gary's lap and hugged him saying 'I love you Pappy.'  What did I tell you about the cuteness?

 Then he sang this little song for us.

So then it was off to visit Princess Rissa.  She waited outside for us in her princess attire complete with crown, heels and a big smile.  Gary immediately started blowing bubbles...   Let the fun begin.  

Today was spring-like.  

Time to come out of hibernation.    

Who wouldn't love this day?

Dear Diary,

Gracie stay out of the mud.  Gracie stop smelling that other dogs poop.  Gracie it's gross to have your nose all over that fire hydrant.  Gracie stop picking fights with other dogs.  You act like you never get out.

News-flash!!  

I haven't been on a real walk all winter.  

H-e-l-l-o!  

Let me enjoy this, lady!  

This is what us dogs do.  

Oh, and thanks for the walk. Gracie.

Bunny - Pip Banquet

Dear Diary,

Today Mom cleaned the house.  She said she hadn't cleaned it since before her surgery and that there were dust bunnies the size of my head.  Really?  The vacuum cleaner is annoying to say the least and it was running for over an hour.  Geesh.  Can't a girl get any sleep around here?  

Anyways...  at the first smell of Mr. Clean, I started to sneeze.  I hate it when she brings that stuff out.  Then to top it off, she started spraying something called Pledge all over everything.  Aaaaa chooo!  

And that's not the half of it.  She spied me sitting in my chair, guarding the house and minding my own business and she said,  'Gracie, you're filthy!'  I knew I was in trouble and before I knew it I was being scrubbed down in the tub.  Then the blow dryer.  I can't begin to tell you what a terrible day I had.  

So I just figured... since I'm all cleaned up 

with no place to go...

I'd sneak out and go to the Bunny - Pip Banquet.  I heard Oprah was there, and she has a Cocker Spaniel don't 'cha know.  That would be half of what I am- hence the word Cock-a-poo. I need to unwind.

  Shhh... don't tell Mom but at this very moment I am dancing on the piano stool.  She probably won't even miss me. Gracie.

The Enemy

It's hard to lose weight when you get to be my age.    

I need to learn how to recognize and have the 
willpower to resist the enemy. 

They look sweet and innocent.  
But they are pushers.  


The enemy used to be easy to recognize because
 of their attire.


  But now there are unmarked uniforms involved a.k.a. grandparents, aunts, uncles, and yes...  
even mom's and dad's.   

This is not my fault. 


 I didn't order them.  Hubby ordered them from...  ahem...  a grandparent.


  You can't trust anyone these days. 

Someone needs to be held accountable.