I'z home again

I went back to Gramma's on Sunday. Daddee comed to get me. But before he did, me and Carl played Chase one last time. It was crazier than evar! Instead of jus' chasin' each other around the table in the Eating Room, Carl ran down to the basement, we ran 'round the pool table, ran up the stairs to the Eating Room, ran up the stairs to the Sleeping Rooms, then ran back down to the Eating Room, ran around the table, ran down to the basement, back up the stairs . . .

Mommee said she wuz tired jus' watchin' us.

I will try to update more often. Daddee says I needs my nails clipped. I don't like the sound of that.

2009 Year in Review

I has lots of pikshurs to shares wif you. All of them are from the past year.

So, the year started off with dinner at Gramma's. Nuttin' too exciting.

And . . . . nuttin' happened in Feberary.

Annnnd, in March, Mommee and Daddee took me an' Reese on a CAR RIDE (!). I wanted to give Daddee bunnee eers in this pikshur but Mommee wouldn't let me.

Then, when we got where we were going, we took a REALLY LONG walk with lots of other people (and a few other doggies!). Mommee said we were walkin' becuz too many police ossifers was gettin' killed just fer doin' their jobs.

I told Mommee and Daddee they were sick, sadistic people fer making me walk so far. My poor puppy feets aren't used to walkin' so much!

Then, we got SNOW! In MARCH! (OK, it was still technically wintertime, but SNOW! in MARCH!)

First, we played on the deck.

Then, Mommee and Daddee took me an' Reese to this fenced-in place, with concrete ground, so me and Reese can run off-leash! It's kinda like a doggie park, just fer us. (Note from Mommy: it's an enclosed roller hockey rink. Reese does not enjoy dog parks, but this is a safe way for the two dogs to run off-leash together.)

Daddee maked a snowball fer me!

Where'd it go?

Then, after the snow went away, I had a berfday. I turned two months old! Mommee keeps teasin' me, saying I'm two YEARS old. Silly mommee.

Mommee maked me a cake. Mommee put the recipe in her bloggie, in case any other Mommees wanna make cake fer their puppies.

And I gots to have some. Of course. It was my cake! (Yes, I shared wif Reese)

And I getted presents.

Was a good berfday.



In late March, I went to puppy school. Mommee didn't take any pikshurs of me in doggie school. But I got a certificate that says I passed!

In April, we took a LOOOOOONG car ride. And we took another LOOOOONG walk (sick, sadistic parents). But there were LOTS of other doggies to meet.

I met the guy that invited all the doggies to this park. Mommee said his name is John DeBella, and he talks on the radio.

Then Mommee make me stuck my face in a hole in a piece of plywood. Then, Daddee took my pikshur. I dunno why.

It was also really HOT, so Mommee and Daddee let me an' Reese go swimmin'.

OK, so that's January through April. May through August, comin' up next!

I'z at Gramma's

I'z settling in at Gramma's. I emailed my mommee and told her I lovez her and I misses her.

I has to stay in the laundry room when nobodee's home, but Daddee says he's gonna bring my crate up reel soon, so I has someplace familiar to sleep during the day. I still gets my Kong.

I sleeps with Daddee at night. His new bed is kinda small, and he complains that I take up too much room. I think he's ah-zagger-ating - I'm just a cute little puppy! I hardly take up any room!

I still gets confuzed in the morning. When we wakes up, and go out of the room to go downstairs fo walkies, I always turn the wrong way in the hallway. But Daddee always calls me to go the right way.

Monday, I had a hurt -- we has to go downstairs, and makes a little U-turn to get to the kitchen and gets my leash. I was so happy about walkies that i RAN downstairs. I didn't remember that I had to turn around. And I kinda crashed into the wall. Oops . . .

So now, i RUN down the stairs, turn right into the living, turn right into the dining room and turn right into the kitchen! Then I go for walkies.

And at night, Daddee types on the magical box that lets him talk to other people. That's how I sent Mommee that message. One night, Gramma came in to talk to Daddee and she told me lovez me. I did my whole body wiggle and hopped to tell her how happy I was.

Duuuude . . . I think I had some bad kibble

So, last night, Mommee and Daddee got a pizza for dinner (and didn't give ME any!!). They ate their pizza and put away the leftovers (instead of giving them to ME!!).

Then, somebuddy knocked on the door. And a guy carrying a chicken held up a bag, and Mommee put some candy in it!

Then Mommee took a bowl (like for noms, but it was HUGE) and a chair outside, and we sat on the front steps. And all these weird creatures came to our door and Mommee kept givin' em candy. There was a walking, talking banana, and Buzz Lightyear, and Princess Leia, and one of the Phillies players (which confuzed me, cuz I thought they was playing baseball!), and a lot of scary monster! And Mommee kept givin' em candy! And didn't give ME any!

So, anyway, today, I'z feeling better and no strange creatures came to our door. Mommee left for the shelter (where she helps other doggies find homes like mine!). Daddee packed up his clothes, like for a REALLY long vacation, but this time, I got to come!

We're vacationing at Gramma and Grampa's! Daddee says we're gonna be here for a while, and Mommee's gonna stay home with Reese and Kieran. I gonna miss my Mommee, but I'll try and email her my bloggy updates.