My life after Ike

It's back in the RV for me. Not that I was tired of my back yard yet. It has only been a week since I got home. But lots of wind came, and it became quite warm in the house. I began to pant and pace. I really do not understand mother nature.

So, off we went, on another adventure to Austin to Camp Sierra. I used to love Camp Sierra, but now, I am so afraid of being left there I can't enjoy its amenities, such as five acres to roam, squirrels, deer and chickens to chase. I used to chase them with the rest of the pack.

Miss Terry feels badly about all this, because she likes me to visit and she swears she never mistreats me when I stay there, which is true, and I really like Miss Terry. She keeps telling me to stick up for myself. Mom says she is going to take me to a doggie hynotist to see what deep dark secret is haunting me.

I have become deathly paranoid of Sierra, who has always been alpha. Now either she is super alpha, or I am super zeta. Just to make matters worse, there were two more dogs visiting after the storm. One of them alpha'd me into a corner, and I never left, not the whole time. I sat at the gate waiting to leave. I came inside only to sit under my dad's legs, and sometimes I moved to the corner of the yard where he was working.

Guess what we did. We built a greenhouse. That's me and Terry and Dad and Scout showing the frame off. Then at the end, I'll show you a completed project photo. By the way, Scout grew up in a crawl space, so you would think he would be grateful to me for bringing Aunt Terry to Yoakum to rescue him. But you know what he is doing instead of being grateful? He's practicing Alpha on me. He knows Sierra won't put up with it. Sure knows how to take advantage of a dog when I'm down. Please, I want to go home!

Well, here's the final project, folks! What is the deal with the see-through? Why go to all that trouble for an invisible shed? I don't get humans sometimes.