transitions

Last week I was a cowgirl in Montana. This week Uncles Andy and Joe, Petee's owners from next door, decided I should be a princess instead and brought me this lovely collar. I think I'm going to stay in Philadelphia; everyone is so nice to me.
Petee's an English Bulldog - we met through the door because I still need the rest of my shots - he seems nice and I think we'll be good friends.
I had a good day so far today. I've got a pretty good handle on this whole going outside thing. I learned how to climb the back stairs. And, the wee-wee pads that Uncle Andy got for me make swell toys and great places to nap - since I don't need them for the other thing.