March 2012

I've been busy as of late to write.  So I apologize to my fans out there.  Let's see, the story of my first year picks up in March...

So the weather is getting better and is a bit warmer.  I had some time outside to run around the yard with the girls.  We had a grand old time ... but then Mom says I had to come in.  So I sat at the door at just watched.  I mean, really ... I'm tired, sure... but if the girls can keep going...

Car Rides!
I've been riding in the car a couple times now.  I can easily sit on the seat.  Mom even makes me wear a special harness that connects to the seatbelt.

See me in the picture?  I'm a perfect little rider.

Here's the problem with riding, though ... I'm not sure I like going somewhere.  Twice we went to see this guy who stabbed me with a needle!  Mom says I was really good for it, but come on...

She did take me to the pet store, though.  I got all sorts of attention and "how cute" ...  I also got a toy and a bone!

Sleeping
Hey, I'm just a pup, you know ... So I need a lot of sleep.  These humans keep me pretty busy.  They've been doing this thing called "yard work."  So they spend all day outside cleaning up and getting ready the garden ...  All I know is that it is EXHAUSTING.  And Mom takes picture after picture of me sleeping!  But check out how much I grew this month!  (Yep - longer than the stove at 4 months!)

Iditarod
So my family is fascinated with Iditarod.  We sat and watched the start of *all* sleds!  Wow, dogs really pull sleds like that?  Seems too cold for me.  Mom and kids stayed up one night just to see the first place sled come in.  All I hear is excited pups!  But I still don't want to pull a sled in that weather!

Groomer!?

So before Mom left for work one morning, she told me that the Groomer was coming.  So about mid-morning, this guy, pulled up in this huge van (big to me anyway)!  He came and got me out of my kennel.  Boy do I like him.  Plenty of love, treats...  I'm not too sure about the fuss about my feet.  And I soooo hate the dryer.  It's all good in the long end.  Mom says I smell better and look nice.

Even though I'm telling you my past, I do need to throw out a small plug for K9 Lives.  Check out their website at dalesk9lives.com.  You'll catch me mention him in a future post, too.

Mom and Dad love having him come.  He always does an awesome job.  They say my predecessor, Annie, a Golden Retriever, hated going to the groomer.  Plus the groomers didn't like her - she was a lot of excited dog, I'm told.  Dale always took good care of her (no matter her antics of rolling over in the bath!).  I look forward to the long future of his visits to keep me from being stinky!

Remember, it may take a bit to get on their schedule, but that is because they are so good!  I give him four treats.  (I don't do the star thing.)