Party at Bob’s!!!!

It was 110 degrees today.  You humans and your numbers!!!  It was HOT.

I was nice and comfy in my house, but my garden is starting to wilt and Mommy says that the only thing that can be done is to eat it now.  So, I cordially invite everyone to my house to eat everything in the garden.  BYOB (bring your own bugs) and have an appetite!

eating my garden
eating my garden


Take your Dragon to work day

So, Mommy hit the snooze bar too many times this morning and got up late.  She didn’t have time to situate me, so she put me in the car and took me to work with her.  I mean, she didn’t have any choice – right?  She hates to be late, and the snooze bar is right next to the bed.

Turns out, I’m pretty famous at Mommy’s work.  I sat at Mommy’s desk for a while watching her click a mouse for like a billion hours and then I got bored and decided to go look for a paper shredder or a printer, something that makes the ‘zzzzup’ sound.  I stopped and visited a bunch of people at their desks.  I have lots of pictures, but Mommy said she has to scrub identifiers off first, so I can only post a few today.  These are just a few of my buddies.

Bob and Hwys friends Melissa and Bob Russ and Bob


Road Trip, Hotels, Snow and Colorado

Last Wednesday, Mommy got a phone call and decided to go to Colorado right away.  The cool thing is that she was in too big of a hurry to find a Critter Sitter so Stevie and I got to go with her.  It was all very exciting.  Mommy packed her suitcase and her work computer and then she packed a suitcase for Stevie and I.  This was really quite weird because we don’t wear clothes.  Our suitcase looked like an Igloo Cooler.  And it had a head of lettuce, a tub of worms, bottled water and some strawberries.

We got to stay in a hotel with a window in it.  Mommy brought a small cage for Stevie which made him irritable and I had the hotel room to myself.  Here is a little known fact about hotel rooms – there is no real good hiding places, but there is a window sill in it.  I got to see snow and a lot of people paid a lot of attention to me.  Mommy’s relatives said she was losing her mind and I have a feeling that was because of Stevie and I, but I know my Mommy better than they do, and her mind is fine.

We just got home today.  The car ride is the most exciting part, but unfortunately I couldn’t stay awake for much of it.


Stevie was not a big fan of Colorado!
Stevie was not a big fan of Colorado!
The only place to hide in a hotel room.
The only place to hide in a hotel room.



I am learning tolerance.  Tolerate means different things to different people.  Aunt Fancy doesn’t tolerate empty drinks – especially if they are on the coffee table.  Mommy doesn’t tolerate bugs.  Stevie doesn’t tolerate car rides and I don’t tolerate being stuck with nothing to do.

I hate having a sore leg for 2 reasons.

1.  Mommy tricks me into the icky medicine, and it makes me sleep all day and night.

2.  There are dust bunnies under the couch but I am not allowed to chase them because I have to stay immobile until Wednesday.  And those dust bunnies better still be there on Wednesday.  My leg doesn’t even hurt, but when I try to get off my bed, Mommy flips out.

When I get bored I stick my bad leg out and Mommy comes running.  It is entertaining.

Bob's sore leg