I've been traveling so much lately...I'm just exhausted! This past weekend saw another trip home to Gram's and Grampa's house--and Mom tells me we'll be heading back there again in a couple of days!

Lots of good things happen at Grams and Grampa's house ("gramma treats"--ice cream; special walks with Grampa followed by liver treats (hand fed...as many as I want, 'cuz Grampa loves me!). Then there are the long walks through the woods and to the football field (where, as I mentioned in an earlier post, I excel!).

This time, we went by the High School and Mom taught me a new word: mascot. Mascot is a really big and scary looking creature that guards the front of a school. The one in Mom's hometown is called a Lion. This Lion's is sparkly and silver and reflects the sunlight, so he looks twice as big and scary.

I think I rather resemble him.


Mom laughed and told me that I DO look like him. Then, she tried to convince me Leo Lion here was a cat. Can you imagine that? My own Ma thinks I'm so gullible as to believe that the silvery, strong, proud creature that stands guard over the students in that school is some kinda wussy cat? I think not. I know cats. I see them in my yard, I see them on my fence. I smell them from the bushes and chase after the scaredy creatures as they hop the fence to get away from me. I know cats, Mom. And Leo Lion here...He's all dog.

Geesh.