Back from my break!

Hi doggy pals!

It's me, Sonic! I haven't been blogging for such a long time, that I think some of you might have completely forgotten about me already. I blame Pops, of course. Because it's never my fault... it's always the Humans' fault.

So I've been chilling out a lot...

So here are a few updates about what's been going on for the past few weeks:

There was a week when Pops and I made many many trips to the nasty place the humans call the airport. First we sent Aunt Mainey away, then it was Momma, then my grandparents, then finally Uncle Eff. Basically, in 10 days Pops and I sent every member of our family away! It was so awful. I missed everyone so much!

Being home alone with Pops meant we had quite a bit of quality time together. We had a long talk about Pops' childhood and how grandma used to bring him along to awful activities like shopping or visiting her friends, and Pops would have nothing to do but sit in a corner and stare at a wall. You see, this was a long time ago, before humans had things like iPhones, laptops, or even something my Pops called a "Gameboy".

He then promised me that he would never bring me along to boring places like that. I'm not sure I know what he's talking about though - everywhere is interesting to me, and I can always keep myself entertained by leaving Golden Offerings around.

Pops bought me some snacks to
distract me from missing Momma

Momma and my grandparents are back now. Momma went to Bali again, and came back  all darker... like a daschund. Then she raved and raved and raved about the beauty of the ocean and how fun it was to surf, while Pops just smiled and stared blankly.

So excited was Momma that we ended up renting two surfing movies for her to watch: Point Break and Blue Crush. And then that weekend, they took me to the beach for the very first time!

I have to say, I didn't really like the beach. It was awful and scary! It's hot, the ground is funny and soft, and the water! There was this part where the water kept rushing at me and trying to wash me away! I was so scared, but my Humans thought it was funny. They're weird like that.

That's a lot of water out there...

No, Momma... I don't want to go there!

Time to get out of here!

Anyway, I'm going to go and catch up with your blogs now. I'll write again soon!

Knuckles' day at the beach

I really hate this ear infection thing. This morning, Momma and Pops went with Knuckles, Aunt Jol and Uncle Nicky to some new place called "the beach". I wanted to go too, but Momma said that I can't go because it might make my ear infection worse. So while everyone went out, I got to stay home and sulk.

Shortly after lunch, everyone came back and Knuckles was like covered in sand. He looked pretty scraggy, and got whisked away into the Bathroom Torture Chamber. But when he got out, he started bragging about how he got to run around in a big pit of sand, and even go swimming! Swimming's like, going into the water and kicking and splashing around. He said his feet couldn't touch the ground! I dunno... it sounds pretty scary to me.

Knuckles, Aunt Jol, and Momma

Knuckles and Aunt Jol

Hmph... I'd look happy and relaxed too

if *I* got to go to the beach

Then he told me about how Pops and Uncle Nicky threw Piggy the Football around, and he got to run and chase after Piggy. Needless to say, Knuckles also got to pee on a lot of new places, and I got pretty jealous. I pretended not to be interested, but he just kept talking about the beach and saying how exciting it is and how it's the most fun ever... I told him to shut up again, but he didn't. So I made him.

I might not have any experience swimming, and I might have this stupid ear infection, but I can still tackle harder and pin Knuckles down to remind him who's the older brother.



If the day wasn't lousy enough, everyone went out without me again! It was some moon festival thing at Lancelot the Cat's place, and I think everyone was invited except for me. Because of that stupid ear infection again. As if it's not bad enough that I get cotton sticks shoved into my ears every night, but now I'm snubbed for all the social events. At least Knuckles didn't come back to brag some more that night.

When Momma and Pops got back, I think they were feeling pretty guilty for not taking me out. Momma brought me these funny glowing things to cheer me up. I guess they were pretty cool. Pops explained to me that blue was for the color of my namesake (some hedgehog thing. Yeah, that's right... a hedgehog and not a dog. Humans have weird naming habits), and the yellow glowing ring represented the golden rings that hedgehogs collect. Cool, but not cool enough.

I want to go to the beach too!