I'll show you....

This baby has no idea what he is doing... he's a city baby. I am a country dog (mommy says I'm not, I'm a city dog, but I'm not listening to her). I'll show the baby what bugs to eat.

I may have short legs...

So, good news, the baby got dinner... Mommy pulled out the bin to put up Christmas stuff, then she left the room to put the baby to bed... I am smart, and I got the rest of the babies dinner.  Delish!

I bite!

I am evil... I will bite with my razor sharp teeth! Rrharharharhar!!!! just kidding... Daddy is tickling me, I'm just laughing.  But I look mean, huh?

Traveled to see Grandma... and I am on the mend!

I am feeling much better since my teefers came out.  I can eat better, and bite better (if I needed to)... my face isn't all puffy... it's great!  Mommy says that I am back to my old self, except for the brain damage, but I have no idea what she means by that.

We went to see Grandma this last weekend and she was so nice, she put blankets all over the furniture so I could burrow.  Which is odd since she wouldn't let me burrow under them... huh.  Whatevs, blankets were comfys.

My Toof Hurts

So, every year around September, I have to make sure Mommy and Daddy love me. I do that by getting sick and then they have to prove their love, monetarily. And by that I mean spend hundreds of dollars on vet bills.  For the last month I have had a bit of a face "issue".  A bulge under my left eye.  Mommy and Daddy thought maybe it was allergies, but they were wrong!! They took  me to the vet and found out I have a tooth abscess.  It hurts. If you look close at my selfie, you can see the bulbous tooth under my eye. 

So today... I get to go to the vet and they are gonna pull my tooth.  Mommy is very nervous 'cause she says I have to "go under" and that is scary.  But that is dumb, I LOVE to go under... under the blankets, under the pillows, under the bed... under is good.  jeez.  

Birthday!

I am 4 years old today! Here I am the day Mommy and Daddy brought me home!

Update

I am feeling a whole lot better these days.  Mommy says my fur is looking good, and my eyes are bright.  I feel good... Oh, and I am eating great these days since that baby likes to share.  I am waiting nearby in case that baby drops something.  I am enjoying the sun while I wait.

Yosemite!

Yeah, I went to Yosemite.  I played with a bear and a wolf... I chased a badger and ate a rattlesnake.
The end.

P.S.  Mommy says none of that is true.  She says I went on walks, slept on a lounge chair, got tree sap stuck between my toes and waited in a cage when the "humans" went hiking.  Whatevs....

A Little Trim

I had a very exciting week!  I got my hair cut!  I was upstaged by Mommy who also got her hair cut this week.  I think we both look great.  Mommy went a bit shorter than I did... but I still think my cut looks drastic.  I hope going short doesn't make me look fat.....

BEFORE

AFTER

I wear my sunglasses. ...

Ok, so they aren't my sunglasses, they might be the baby's.  But he doesn't wear them, so come on!  

Comfy

I love this bouncy chair.... It vibrates, it bounces, it has toys attached, it is usually in the sun, I love it.  I can lay here and watch the pigeons out the window.  Life is good, and then Mommy finds me and tells me to "move". I move, but when she goes to work and the house is quiet and I am alone, I lay in this chair and nobody can stop me!

Three and a half

I am Three and a Half!  Mommy says the baby is 8 months.  Such a baby! I am a big girl.  I have been feeling a lot better lately, Mommy says it is because they are "weaning" me off of my medicine, which translates  LESS CHEESE!  Suucks.  I love cheese.  In the morning Daddy makes me cheese balls from shredded cheese and says he hides something in there.  I think he hides love, 'cause I LOVE cheese. 

Anyway, just showing you my 3 1/2 picture, don't know why the baby is there, but whatever. 

My Duck

So... the baby has a rubber ducky in the bath.  I LOVE that rubber ducky.  Mommy bought me my own for my bath.  I am going to hold on to it in case she decides to give it to that baby.  I love him.  

UPDATE:  I ripped his head off shortly after this picture was taken.  Mommy took him away and told me that I couldn't have another one.  I don't want another one silly, I want MY ducky, I was just about to find his squeaker!  ugh!

Play?

Come on baby... don't you wanna play? I've got some great toys, this giraffe is awesome. Throw it?

Murder Most Fowl.... and by that I mean a bird.

I have to admit something to you all.... I might have killed a pigeon.  I LOVE pigeons... I love to chase them and watch them scatter and fly.  One day, Mommy and I were walking, she was slow and blamed the Tater Tot who was still in her belly.  I spied a lone pigeon and I stopped, assessed the situation and decided to pounce.  Well, this pigeon did as all great pigeons do, he flew!  Now, you may not know this, but most pigeons don't fly strait up, they take off sideways.... so this pigeon, took off and zipped between two parked cars, it was glorious as I watch him scatter!  But then much to my horror and to my utter surprise, there was a fast moving car heading up the street and that wonderful pigeon, trying to escape my pounce, flew into that car.  As Mommy tells the story, I stopped in my tracks and watched in horror as that pigeon hit the car and landed.  Mommy screeched and I started whining.  I didn't want him dead, I wanted him to fly with the wind.  After that, I didn't chase as many pigeons.... Just this week I started to chase them again.  Mommy says I have finally forgotten the "episode" but I haven't... I know I killed a pigeon, but I have to move past it and one of the ways to do that, is to... well.... chase more pigeons.

Stealth Mode

At night, I am in stealth mode.  Mommy takes my collar off so you can't hear me and my bell coming! (for those of you I haven't yet met, I wear a bell, I love it and Mommy says it helps to keep track of me).  She says I have to be in stealth mode after the baby goes to bed to make sure I don't wake the baby up as I do my nightly rounds through the apartment.  I love it, now if someone will clip my nails, I could be totally silent, and sneak up on Daddy!

He can't crawl yet, can he?

Oh dear, where is my staircase, I think I need down.

I love snow!

I love snow.
I really do... I love to run and leap in the snow, it is so great.  I am not a fan of rain, sleet, or anything that is wet, but for some reason, I love the snow!  Mommy and the baby are slow, Daddy and I will go forge a path!

What?

I'm not sure I understand.... Why can't I sleep in here? You put it right next to the couch for easy access, it smells good, that baby likes it....why you say "no"?

Activity Mat!

I haven't been feeling great lately, but on the upside, I've gotten some serious one on one time with Daddy.  I also seem to have free reign of this activity mat.  Sometimes that baby lays on it, and when he gets up, mommy puts the mat away... but lately she leaves it there and I lay down and nobody says "no!"

Here I am waiting for the baby to finish up his "play time" so I can work on my "nap time"