Guess Who's Coming to Dinner, and Spending the W'end?

Yup, Captain and Malibu! Trenton and Denise had a funeral to attend in Los Angeles, and asked me to look after Cappy and Mally (my son Nelson's name for Malibu). They're here until Sunday. I'm sorry that a tragedy in Trenton's family necessitated the slumber party, but we're having a blast.

Today was Nelson's 13th birthday, and we had a small party at the ranch to celebrate. I took all five dogs, Captain, Fig, Watson, Mailbu, and Duncan. Poor Duncan thinks he has sunk past Dante's 7th Circle. He is not amused by the chaos that surrounds him.

Here are some quick pictures.

Off we go to the ranch. Fig, Ian, Malibu, and Captain.

Malibu says, "This is my good side. Wait! I don't have a bad side." BTW, she is the most well-behaved, sweetest Corgi girl out there. We had a long talk about tracking. Ahemm, Denise. ;-)

"Well, come on, let's go. I heard there was going to be a party. Girls just want to have fun!"

Party time! "I love the ranch...dogs ARE people here. See my good manners, my elbows are not on the table, but I miss you mom and dad."

Ian and Captain.

Now we get into "BADDOG" territory....

" Hmm, is that cake I smell?"

"Being the good tracking dog that I am, I must investigate this delicious aroma."

"Damn, no cake, but there ARE chips, and an iPhone. Perhaps I can call and order cake?"

Thank you, Trenton and Denise for entrusting me with your wonderful dogs. We're back on the ranch tomorrow. Hope you're doing OK in L.A.