My stay-at-home human says it's La Niña's fault that the weather is so awful. I don't know who La Niña is but I wish she'd go away and leave us alone.
The plants like La Niña a lot though.
Last Saturday, on the way to the beach, we saw rose petals on the ground. Probably someone got married or something serious like that.
This is where I had my historic swim!
I've been learning to swim for more than a year now. I was doing okay. Then Winter came and I forgot all about it and got scared when I had to go back into the water again in Spring.
Summer is almost here and everything looks beao.o.o.o.otiful!
This is a rude picture and shouldn't be here. There is a serious lack of p.r.o.p.r.i.e.t.y in my family.
This is my favourite picture. I find it very meaningful.
We were on our way home when we saw Atlas, Milo and Jack! My out-at-work human was very kind and stopped the car so we could have a game. He did this even knowing he'd be late for work. That's called love.
My out-at-work human may be out of work soon.
I don't know who the brown dog is. Jack isn't in this picture, so here's an old one of him from a few weeks ago.
It was fun having TWO  boys all to myself and I played hard-to-get! Of course, Milo was there too, but she doesn't count because she's too little to have such big boyfriends.
She's very spotty, but I don't think she has a bacterial infection like what I had. I think she may have been born this way.
Cleo has especially a lot of spots on her face but, unlike some human whose name I won't mention, she doesn't fuss and cry over them. Cleo depends on her personality to get ahead.
Despite the way it looks, I didn't try to eat Cleo. She put her head in my mouth.
This is Buddy and me having a conversation. Buddy is an old friend.
We hadn't seen each other in a while and there was a lot to talk about. We were very loud. We also had a b.o.i.s.t.e.r.o.u.s game and scared all the other dogs in the park.
The pictures are awful because we were too fast, so we won't show you any. I hope I meet Buddy again soon.
Here's a dog you've never seen before. Her name is Charlie.
Charlie is part-Irish like me. We used to meet quite a bit when we were both pups. My stay-at-home human has a "...wouldn't it be lovely?" look on her face whenever she sees Charlie. That's because she wishes I had more facial hair and wiry whiskers like her.
That's silly. I'm A Lady and ladies don't have facial hair and whiskers.
Charlie and me share a stick. Please notice that I have my legs crossed as A Lady should. That's Barney watching. Barney is A Gentleman and knows better than to interrupt 2 Ladies who are busy doing something.
Here's a picture of Poppy hiding under her human's skirt.
She's SUCH a *g.i.r.r.r.l*
Some of my friends have no sense of h.u.m.o.u.r.
My stay-at-home human thinks Poppy has the cutest nose ever and it always makes her smile to look at it.
I think if SHE had a nose like Poppy's, she'd probably be wearing a paperbag and booking herself in for some serious r.h.i.n.o.p.l.a.s.t.y. But I could just be jealous.
This is a picture of Kody and me trying to eat Delle.
Delle was not at all c.o-o.p.e.r.a.t.i.v.e and would not play dead, so I tried to grab her leg.
I hope Delle's human has his tetanus shots up-to-date.
This is Larry who came to kiss me after my fight with Sammy.
Look, it's Kody! He HATES cameras. Even though he's not doing anything even vaguely interesting here, we have to put this in the blog because it's a rare picture.
@ ElkingtonHere, you see me cleverly using my bodyweight to gain an advantage. Unfortunately, despite looking like a sweet family dog, George was no pushover.
I've not written much about going to school lately. Don't worry, I've not dropped out. I intend to be at least as well-educated as Delle, Kody and Poppy.
By some [lucky] coincidence, it's been raining every school day. Last Sunday, it was VERY hot. Only a few of us dedicated dogs turned up for class but it was too hot to learn anything so we just went home.
P.S. My stay-at-home human insists I apologise in case I've been too rude to my friends in this post. Oh, and to total strangers too. I think she feels bad because she realises it may be g.e.n.e.t.i.c. and therefore all her fault that I'm so disagreeable and opinionated. Now that I'm becoming A Lady, maybe I'll be more polite soon. Until then xox