The foster doggie . . .

. . . is now my half-brudder! Mommee's frend, who was fostering him, decided to 'dopt him! FOSTER FAIL!

And, um, yeah, that's all I got fer today.

Anudder foster doggie

Did I mention that Mommee getted anudder foster doggie? Yeah. His name is Carl. I haven't met him yet, but Reese seems to like him, an' since she's very picky about the doggies she likes, that mus' mean he's a nice doggie, and isn't going to try an' eat her like Kieran did.

He's a pit bull mix, Mommee sez mebbeh mixed with Dalmatian? He's kinda spotty. He's about a year old, and Mommee sez he's very "puppy-ish." Well, Duh!, Mommee, he's a puppy!

Mommee sez he likes to play an' play an' play, all day long! Sometimes Reese snaps at him an' sez GO AWAY cuz she's older and grumpier and duzn't like to play all day long.





Duzn't it kinda look like his eyes is looking in two different directions?




He's gettin' eated by the cowch!

Iz my berfday!

I'm 3 months old today (despite Daddee kiddin' me dat I'm 3 yeers old today -- mus be the same delusion dat makes him think I'm 100 pounds, when I'm reely only 10 pounds).

Anyway, Daddee made me pupcakes fer my berfday! An' I got a Kong Wubba and a new Nylabone!

Mommee says we're gonna celebrate my berfday AGAIN the next time she sees me!

On a not-so-happee note, Mommee says dat today is Kieran's last day at home. He bited Reese again, reely bad. Mommee knows dat Kieran is too dangerus to be 'dopted (even though he's not dangerus to peepel AT ALL), and dat he's going someplace called The Rainbow Bridge tonite.

Mommy and Daddy are home!

Mommy and Daddy came home last night! I was so happy! I had to tell them everything that happened.

So, Wednesday, Dave came over. He gave me tummy rubs and dinner and walked me and stuff was good. But whenever it was Kieran's turn to come out of his crate, I had to go into mine, which I didn't like, and I let Dave know it!

So, Thursday night, Dave took me on my walk, and put me in my crate, so he could take Reese and Kieran out on their walk. I promised to be a good boy and not chew anything, but Dave didn't believe me. :-(

After Reese and Kieran came back from their walk, Kieran must have been really excited, and tried to show Reese how excited he was. Well, she didn't like it and she tried to tell him to back off, and he bit her! Just like he bit me! Dave tried prying Kieran's jaw open and it didn't work. He tried throwing water on him, and it didn't work. Finally, he had to hit Kieran in the head, and that startled him long enough for Dave to pull him off. He picked Reese right up and put her on the other side of the baby gate.

He called Mommy on her phone and she said to take her to the vet. Dave was there FOREVER (he said it was only 2 hours, but it felt like FOREVER!), and she didn't need stitches or anything, but they did shave under her chin. She looks kinda silly now.

So, none of us got to play together for the rest of the time Dave was there.

Mommy and Daddy goin' somewhere

So, all this week, Mommy and Daddy have been cleaning the house. They only do that when people are coming over, or they're going somewhere. I know they're going somewhere, because they keep throwing clothes and other stuff into big bags.

Daddy something about a place called Eye-Oh-Wa. And people getting married.

I was hoping I'd get to go back to Doggie Camp, like I did when they went to the beach (without me), but Mommy said since I still have a hurt on my leg and my neck, I can't go. She said her friend Dave is coming to stay with all of us. And he'll give me noms and take me for walks and give me belly rubs.

He stayed with Reese when they went to the beach, because Reese wouldn't have liked Camp. She says he's a nice guy.

Mommy got a text message from Sirius -- he said he's having lots of fun with his new family -- they took him to the beach (lucky guy!), and he goes to work with his new Daddy, and has kids to play with! His new family really loves him. They call him "Nero" now. Mommy looked happy.