Rarf's new project

Rarf and Joe (that's what she calls him) have been driving to that hayfield a lot---where Chocolate, the brown, chubby lab lives---and they always take me with them. It's kind of frustrating, because every time I run across the road to see Chocolate, Rarf drags me back and then ties me up. Now and then she takes me to swim in the pond filled with cattails, but other than that, she doesn't let me have much fun. She and Joe spend a lot of time carrying stuff around and banging stuff together and won't let me help. They have a blog about it called Sunnywood, but it's nowhere near as good as my blog.

Vay-kay

You know, vacation! Here I am, just chillin.

My people took me to a big family reunion in Canada, eh? They were afraid that there would be problems taking me across the border, but the border patrol agents only seemed to care whether there were three liters of wine in the car or four: they didn't even look at me (imagine!). We spent a night in the Ottawa pub district and about every two seconds someone on the street asked Rarf, "What kind of dog is that?" In Canada! I mean, I thought Newfies were like their national dog or something. Then we spent three days at a lake. I actually got tired of going in the water---really! That whole fetch thing gets old. And Rarf was trying to get me to pull kayaks to shore. NOT!

Trip to Unity

My people took me for a long car ride today. We went to Unity College, and I slept and played under some trees while they took classes. Then we drove to a big field where we're going to live some day. There were wild animal droppings everywhere, which was cool and kind of scary. We heard a sound like someone throwing big rocks, and suddenly there HUGE horses pulling a wagon! I got to play with two dogs, and we all rode in the wagon while the horses pulled us around (ha! Which are the more intelligent animals?) In the photo I'm helping Rarf plant some trees.