Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A few of my favorite things

Woof! Thought I'd tell you about some of my favorite things about retirement (other than the great food, treats, and comfy beds).

1. Snuggling with my foster mom. I love it when she lays right down with me and rubs behind my ears and tells me how sweet and handsome I am. Sigh.
2. Walks with my foster dad. So much to see, so much to sniff, so much to mark! This usually followed by a nice nap.
3. The Kongs the boy fills up with treats and peanut butter for us every morning. They are delicious! Plus, he gives great hugs, too, and is usually right on time with our breakfast!
4. Riding in the car! This is awesome! We go fast and I try to see everything out the window. Sometimes they open the window a little and the smells are overwhelming! The only challenge is that I sometimes trip over or step on my sister greys because they like to sleep in the car.
5. Having a tree in the house that's all sparkly and covered in toys (even if I don't really get to play with them). It's gone now, though. : (
6. Visitors who understand why I have sniff them so thoroughly, like Celia, and Kristen, and Scott. I hope they visit again soon!
7. Snow! It's so fun to frolic in the snow with my sister greys. We can kick up that white fluffy stuff so high! It makes it a little hard to sniff things sometimes though. I have to stick my nose right in it. I don't mind, and it make my foster mom laugh when I come to the door with a pile of snow on my nose.
8. Chewing on and snuggling with mom's clothes. They smell so good, just like her. The only problem is, she doesn't like when I do this.I don't know what cashmere is, but it's so soft and warm!
9. Bones! Give me a good rawhide bone and I'm a happy boy for hours!
10. Dreaming about my forever home. I love it here, but I know it's just one stop on my journey....

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

I'm a good brother

Hi Friends!
I guess my foster mom didn't like having that tree in the house after all. When I came downstairs the other day, it was gone. Just like that! I'm kinda sad because I like laying under it. It was very sparkly and had lots of stuff to sniff. Oh well, I'm amusing myself by checking out mom's other stuff, like her socks, sweaters, scarves. She doesn't seem to like when I do that, though.

My sister greys made a big mess last week! All the humans were gone, so we were just hanging out in the bedroom. I was snoozing in my crate. Then one of my sisters (I'm not saying which one) got bored so she jumped up on the bed and took down this big fat book and ripped it to shreds. I have to admit, it sure seemed like fun. Until my foster dad came home. He was not happy and cleaned everything up. When mom came home, she tried to get me to tell which one of the girls did it, but my lips are sealed. I am a good brother after all! I don't know what a bible is, but mom wondered aloud what happens to a dog who chews up a bible. Nothing too bad, I hope-- I love my foster sisters!

Arooo, roooo!
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