Outing to Grandma and Grandpa's

This weekend, we went to Grandma and Grandpa's for the day on Saturday. The puppies were super excited that they got to go somewhere. They were in their crates while we were getting ready, and Miss S squealed like she had just won a beauty pageant when we opened the crates. They have so much fun going places with us.
We stopped by the vet's on the way to pick up their monthly heart worm prevention. Here on the Gulf Coast, with the amount of mosquitoes we have, it's just not a good idea to skip the heart worm prevention. 
The puppies love going to Grandma and Grandpa's. They got right to work on demolishing the plastic bottles that Grandma saved for them. They also went to work on de-stuffing some of their toys. Mr. M didn't totally understand why Grandma was moving all of the really good chewy toys with the plastic parts. Mom said something about them being for the puppies' two legged cousins, but Mr. M didn't see any two legged cousins in sight. 

He gave up on the cool toys and went to give Grandpa kisses instead. Mr. M is absolutely convinced that he needs to sit in Grandpa's lap. Grandpa disagrees.

Miss S and Mr. C didn't really care about the human toys, they had plenty of stuffing to remove from their own toys.

The puppies take great pride in their work. They have a strict No Squeaker Left Behind policy when it comes to stuffed toys.

Mr. M got jealous of Miss M and landed himself in timeout for a while. He was sitting in Mom's lap and didn't think he needed to share the lap with her. He was very upset after that and tried really hard to be good the rest of the time.

Miss M was shocked that Mr. M had gotten snippy with her and stayed close to Mom for a while. She had a rough afternoon. A little while after her argument with Mr. M, she was minding her own business in the backyard, when a flower pot attacked her out of nowhere. It clearly had it in for her. It was a plastic hanging pot that was resting on the ground waiting for new flowers. The hanger got caught in her harness, and when she tried to run, the pot ran along with her. She tucked her tail between her legs and took off toward the door, trailing the pot underneath her, spilling dirt as she went. Grandma saved her from the evil flower pot. Thank goodness Grandma was there. Miss M didn't totally understand why Mom thought it was so funny. After all, she was in mortal danger. That flower pot was vicious. Mom made up for it by letting Miss M sleep in her lap on the couch for a while.