Shedding season of Quemul

I thought it was going to be a fine day. 

Jeehey was kind and caring, giving me two satisfactory walks.

One on the Subdivision walk and another on Quemul Doggie Park. 

Spring was in the air. The flowers and the birds. I love everything about Spring.

I sniffed flowers and listened to the song of birds. This afternoon, I saw five of them gang fighting, making nervous/fast bird sound. I think they need more spring spirit like me. 

I enjoy grass in the spring. 
They taste fresh and so soft. There is something about it. 

While I was running and playing catch with Jeehey, I managed to taste this spring delicacy from time to time. 

Everything was so beautiful. Then I threw up. 

It was beautiful yellow vomit. What a spring color, I thought!!

Even though my vomit was beautiful. Jeehey did not seem impressed. 

We came home, taking a rest. Sat side by side. 

She stoked me and I was purring. 

During Spring, I lose my hair a lot, which I don't mind at all.
I have a thousand of them!!

When I was small, I wish I could have some hair around my nose. 

But my mom told me my red nose with almost no hair was the symbol of greatness.

From that day on, I became a proud pit with red nose. 

  

Jeehey does not know how clean I am. Me and my cleaning self.

Going back to Jeehey, she said 'you, shedding dog' AND she threatened me that she should have shaved me and should have gotten standard French poodle. 

It's always the same repetoire. 


Whenever she cleans the house or vacuums the floor, she always says the same thing. I don't care, I told her. She had to spoil my perfectly good day. But I don't care. Spring came to me. 

Happy paw for Spring, 

Quemul