We were nice and let mom sleep in until almost 8:00. We figured we should since it is summer and all. At first we were confused about where you were. Let me clarify. Tebow was confused. I of course, being the smart pug I am with my extremely long memory, knew all along. He kept going upstairs to look for you. I just looked on smugly from the bottom of the stairs, mustering as much disdain on my little brow as I could. After breakfast, I was outside being a good pug, like I always am. Mom was trying to work, but Tebow wouldn't let her. He kept putting his head on her computer keyboard so she couldn't get any work done. Finally, she took the hint that it was walk time. Today was our first try at taking mom on a walk together. She was rather slow when it came to getting our harnesses and leashes on. Tebow kept trying to help me put mine on, but she wouldn't let him. It was great fun. We got to see all the flowers people in the neighborhood have put out for the summer, sniffed most of them, and even peed on a few. What more can you ask for in a walk? I don't think mom was enjoying the flowers as much as we were, though, she refused to sniff or pee on any of them. She just looked. Being a dog is so much better than a human, I think. When we started out, we wanted to go see the neighbor's yard sale, but she wouldn't let us. We ran around the alley and barked at Obie. Things got really interesting when we got down to the end of the alley because the dogs that live down there were less than happy to see us. We were insane by that point. Let me clarify. Tebow was insane. I of course, conducted myself with the utmost dignity, as I always do. Back to Tebow. He was crazy because it took mom so long to get us out the door and then there were billions of new smells to smell in the alley that we never get to smell. Things got better at the end of the block because we were back on our normal route. Progress was pretty stop and go. Tebow would stop and I would go. I would stop and Tebow would go. It went that way for most of the walk. We gave mom plenty of practice on her Double Dutch skills as she tried to avoid getting tangled up in our leashes. We made it all the way to Roselawn where Tebow showed me all the best places to sniff where other dogs and lesser animals had been. He also tried his best to teach me about marking stop signs and fire hydrants. I only wrapped myself around a stop sign once when I got really excited chasing my tail and went round and round and round and round the post it was on. Since it was pretty warm out, we decided to just go over to where B's grandparents live and around that block. Tebow was very disappointed that we weren't going all the way to Winter. He tried his best to keep mom moving in that direction. I, of course, was the excellent dog I always am on a walk and went completely in the opposite direction. For a bit, we had mom walking backwards that way. It was quite fun. I could tell Tebow was getting quite tired trying to keep up with me so being the considerate dog I always am, I decided to flop down in someone's shady yard and refused to go. Tebow finally took the hint and laid down in the shade as well. It was a good rest, but mom enticed us home with talk of cold water. We were pretty hot. Tebow's tongue was so far out of his head that when he laid down in the shade, it fell into some dirt on the sidewalk, and he didn't even notice. He's silly like that, walking around with dirt on his tongue and it flopping out of the side of his head like that. Shepherds are so undignified. I'm glad I'm a pug. Coming home was great fun, too. F's dogs were still outside at the yard sale. They started yapping at us all the way down the block when we were still in the alley coming from Mr. J's house. They got the dogs up and down the block to join in and it was like that scene out of 101 Dalmatians where dogs are barking all over the city. Then the best thing happened. Right as we got to where the alleys intersect behind our house a lady showed up out of nowhere. She was walking two Shiatsu dogs. With her was a little boy who had a big water gun. They looked like so much fun. We wanted to go say hi and play with them, but mom wouldn't let us. Tebow almost convinced her to a couple of times when he lunged really hard at them, but in the end, she wouldn't budge. I don't know why, we were just trying to be friendly. Home was nice. Mom got us all the water we wanted to drink. The floor in the kitchen was nice and cool. It was a good morning. I hope your Saturday is a great as ours is turning out to be. I think I'm liking this summer thing. But I am very excited for when it's summer and when you are here once again. Well, I'd better go. I've had about three bowls full of water (and they were Tebow's, too) so you know what that means...