It is still rainy outside. I think we may have to rename Dallas to Seattle. Today I will talk about our current little one, Princess Leia. I started grilling last week and Princess followed me outside and quickly found a toad and started playing with it. So I go inside to get some cheese, come out and see Princess frothing at the mouth. She looked like cujo. I could not find the toad anywhere and think she ate it, maybe, but the toad was pretty big. I researched it on the internet and found out that some toads are toxic to dogs. So we grab Princess and try to wash her mouth out. I call the vet and Holly's vet friend and they tell us toxic toads are not native around here and if Princess shows any other signs to take her in. Luckily she showed no other signs. I guess I should start growing those eyes in the back of my head you hear talk of.

On Sunday Holly decides to mop the kitchen. She puts the mop outside the front door to dry and thinks nothing of it. An hour later she is like,"Where's Princess?" and we proceed to scour the house. Finally I open the front door and in prances Princess. We are lucky she knows where her food is. Some dogs leave and never come back. So yesterday I fired up the grill in between storms and made hotdogs and hamburgers. Every time I step outside Princess follows me. This time I stepped inside to go to the bathroom and Princess stayed outside. I should have learned from previous experience. When I come back outside Princess is no where to be found. Apparently she found a way out under the fence. So I spend 10 minutes screaming "Princess!" and look around for her. She must have darted really far. So I start walking around the neighborhood and hear a faint jingle that sounds like her collar. Finally I find her walking out of the brushes and she proceeds to run back to the house. At least she wants to stay, otherwise Princess Leia would join the Rebellion and hide the Death Star plans in her collar.