Hah hah hah! That's a good one!

Thanksgiving Bliss

 

Aunt Peggy

This is the nice lady who lives on the third floor - I am so good at bounding up the stairs. Aunt Peggy brought me chewies and is great for kisses - I love Aunt Peggy.

Thanksgiving

It's my first Thanksgiving. This is me resting with the little daddy before the aunts, uncle, cousins, and friends begin to show up. I'm having kibble; they will be having pork roast and a turkey.
I'm grateful to have such a nice warm house and such nice people taking care of me.

Varla Attacks!

 

For Crash's Mommy

Crash (a.k.a. Mia) lives with a friend of one of my owners. She wanted a pretty face photo of me.

Sleepy in Philadelphia

Don't I look peaceful? Uncle Andy brought over Petee's (remember the English Bulldog next door whom I've mentioned before?) old crate.

This is a photo right before they slammed the crate door shut and made me a prisoner. Nice selection of toys, huh?

It's been an interesting week. I showed one of the owners that I'm creative at finding wee places - especially if I'm being ignored. I think I wore him out; he went to New York - I don't know where New York is yet.

I've also learned to climb the back stairs. And, the yard has a great selection of edible leaves, twigs, and stuff.


The food's okay. I'm a bit fussy and insist that the owners stay right next to me while I eat.

They think I have separation anxiety - I'm nine weeks old - I don't know what that means. But, I don't like it when they leave me alone.

I did go to the new vet in Philadelphia today. That was fun; the whole office said that I was the cutest dog they'd ever seen, and the vet fell in love with me. I got a clean bill of health, and I now weigh 4 lbs 11 ounces.



If I sleep under the edge of the desk, I can keep an eye on the owners while they work.

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. 

Smile for the Camera

 

First Day in Philadelphia

After a very stressful day in airplanes and airports, I made it to my new home in Philadelphia. First order of duty was an exhaustive examination of the toys made available. I paid particular attention to testing this green and white rope thingy, subtly flavored with spearmint:

Early results indicate this may be a fun toy. I also enjoyed my sandal and the little yellow squeaky ball with feet (I'll show you this later).

Toy testing is exhausting work.

Oh! Ignore that last picture! I have no idea how that got in there. In fact, its probably a completely different puppy. After all, I must not give my new owners the impression I like my Sherpa carrying case - but, shhh, the patio of the Sherpa and my mom's blankie made for a nice nap.

After hours of dilligent effort putting my new toys through their paces, I was so tired I passed out from exhaustion on the kitchen floor. Much better.

I'm doing pretty well with the poops - there's a nice white table out in the garden, next to the pile of leaves. Peeps have been difficult. I have a keen fondness for the mat in the kitchen next to the backyard door, however, my new owners seem to disagree this is an appropriate location. Uncle Andy from next door brought over some wee-wee pads; they are fun to chew on and drag around the kitchen. My new owners got all excited when I used one for the intended purpose - go figure.

Cornucopia

My new owners appear to have misguided notions about my appetite. Here is a picture of the food they purchased in anticipation of my arrival:


It is actually hard to see the big 20lb blue bag of food behind the four smaller 8lb bags and the various treat bags, but you can make out a corner of it on the left. I think it is also important to notice the disproportionately small number of toys on the far left of the picture.

I believe I can make my peace with the vast quantities of food, but I'm going to have some serious words with them about the shortage of toys and other things to chew! This will likely require suitable punishment. There are certain to be a few shoes carelessly left lying around ...

The day approaches

The dreaded date is almost here ... on Friday I'll be packed up and shipped off to Philadelphia. I have been told my new owners are nice. I am reserving judgement until I get to meet them for myself.

Seven Weeks

I was born on September 15th, 2006. In a matter of days I will be swept away from my comfortable home and relocated to Philadelphia. I don't really think about it too much. At the moment, there are far more pressing things that require my attention.