Hi Everyone! It’s been a looong time, but I’m back! Since I’m older, Mom doesn’t always know what to write about me, and she doesn’t take quite as many photos of me as she used to.

For today’s post Mom wanted me to share about some of the waggish things I do since I’ve exhibited such behaviors twice this past Monday. 😀

There’s one lady in the neighborhood that Mom talks to more than any other, and this lady has a little dog. I always want to greet this dog when I see her out in her yard. She always comes to the gate, (her entire yard is fenced in), to greet me. She’s the dog “sitting” in the photo below. Her name is Daisy. The body in the photo is her mom. The other dog was in an earlier post here. Her name is also Daisy.

Anyway, I like to play — A LOT! But the Daisy, who is sitting in the yard above, does NOT, especially not with me. Mom encourages me to just run around by myself and let Daisy alone, but I really want a playmate, so I constantly get in Daisy’s face, trying to spark a playful mood in her. Unfortunately, all I accomplish is antagonizing her, and she nips at me. Then her mom scolds her. Well, this is what happened on Monday, and after I tried several times to get Daisy to play, Mom decided it was time to go home. I was very disappointed.

Later that same day, Mom sat on the loveseat and picked up her Bible to read, and I decided I wanted her to play with me. So, I nipped at her Bible. She told me, “No!” I did it again. Mom told me “No” again and tapped me on my nose with her fingertips. So, I tapped her on the arm with my right front paw! Mom couldn’t believe I did that. She said, “I am scolding you. I am in charge. You are not supposed to tap me back!”

That’s where the “Sassy” in the title of today’s post comes in. Because, as I’ve mentioned in previous posts I talk to Mom–interrupting her when she’s working and butting into conversations between her and Dad are two of the examples of “talking to her” that I’m not supposed to do. So, between this and the examples of my behaviors above, Mom said, “If I would’ve waited until now to name Harper, I may have chosen to name her “Sassy” instead of Harper!”

The people she tells this story to think that’s funny. I do not.