Just so everyone knows, if I should happen to die, you must blame the boss man.  He has had a pork shoulder in the Crock-Pot all day and the whole house smells of piggy goodness.  If I drool to death, it is all his fault for not giving me more pig.

The grrrls and I have been busy practicing for our Olympic events.  Spring has managed to find time to practice her floor exercises even though she is going to classes for her CGC.  Do not get me started on that.  I mean, really.  This is Spring we are barking about.  The Grump herself.  Growly, grumpy, snarly Spring.  How is it possible that the bosses think she can pass a CGC test?  I don't even want to know what they must be doing to bribe her trainer.  It is an embarrassment to the AKC.  Lucky for the AKC she is a mutt and they don't have to claim her.

AnyLoo, floor exercises.  Spring does pretty well.

And of course no one has to convince Maebe to practice for her high jump.

And me, well, I am still practicing.  As you can see I still need a spotter.   But I can walk on the balance beam for many steps before I slip off.  Impressive, is it not?

This Olympic stuff is easy peasy.  Someone should probably just go ahead and give me my medal now.  I look good in gold.