Our Week on the CApe ~ we came, we saw, I pooped

Warning, heavy vacation picture post. But you should definitely stick around for the stories

Wow, we've arrived home from the Cape, and boy do I need a vacation!

I mean, I did manage to get in a lot of relaxation time. However, we also squeezed a lot of life into our family retreat.

The week started out kinda radical. Sluggo had his typical "floor issues".

"Wah, it's too shiny"

Then Mom and Dad thought they were going to fling me down Commercial st in Britte's hooptie! WTF!

My people can't see me slummin' it.

Of course, she opened with her typical goody two paws act.

Don't worry, she canceled out all the good in just 5 short hours by being a total jerk on the ride home today.

Of course, me being me, I have no need to impress with good behavior. I had my traditional ass crack of dawn wake up calls.

They looked something like this from the parental perspective...

" I'm up, let's go! Get up!"

As long as we are on the subject of my stellar performance, allow me to share a real gem.

It was yesterday morning. I knew my time was limited if I wanted to create an instant classic. When I awoke, it came to me.... a prank so awesome, that it will be talked about for years to come.

It was clear to me, that everyone was pretty soft from the former evenings activities. Easy marks. 

I started out by charming everyone with my coquettish ways. 

I sauntered across the hall where I could hear Auntie stirring. Then, I took a preliminary stroll around the bedroom to case the joint.

He,he, Auntie was sweet talking to me. She thought I was there just to spread some love. Once she went into the bathroom, I slipped back out onto the landing where I was acting so cute, Mom took my picture...

Perfect, I had lulled them all into a false sense of security.

It was then that I took my golden opportunity and crept back into the bedroom, where I thought Uncle was asleep.

Apparantly, I was wrong on that account.

As he tells it, he heard three sounds. One, the clink of my collar.

Two, some grunting sounds, and finally, what sounded like someone dropping marbles on the floor.

Then, Auntie returned, at which time Uncle exclaimed, "great idea, letting Wilma in here"

I think it is safe to say that at this juncture, I am a lock for the coal at this years Christmas festivities. It was totally worth it!

 There was much more fun had this week, and tomorrow I will share with you a story that will put my Dad in a close second to me for the coal! In the meantime, a couple more of my favorite shots from the week.

Out on the skip for my morning jog.

Brigitte joins me

Sluggo, out ahead of the pack!

Morning on the beach