Friday, November 16, 2012

A New Foster Brother!

Just when I thought we were done with these foster boys (sometimes I can be a little bratty when it comes to female dogs in my house, so we like to have boys around more... mom calls me a "bossy cow" but I don't get it...) and sent Porter to go live with our Aunties K. & E..... we get another one!

Me Foster Dog #21: Rusty!  He is a 9 year old purebred liver roan German shorthaired pointer (duh) and has advanced Lyme disease which will require vigorous treatment.  :(

I met Rusty last summer, right after he was rescued.  According to the photo below, we got along famously.

Me (on the left) and big ol' Rustypants (on the right).
I hope we can get him feeling better soon.  :)

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Hello Again!

Wow... I haven't updated my blog in almost *7 years!  So much has happened and I am so much older (and so much more mature).

The biggest event was that my family moved to a new house!  It is so much bigger than our last one and it has a nicer yard.  As you can probably guess, I helped out a lot.  Mom could not have done it without me.

This is me, hard at work sorting laundry.  Laundry is REALLY hard work!
It look a little time, but me and my big brother Gatsby are totally BFFs now.  Mom has been really impressed with how intelligent we are; we're always learning a lot and teaching each other new things!  We make a great team; sometimes Mom says we remind her of a famous couple from American history named Bonnie & Clyde.  I don't know what that means.

Gats, are you SURE Mom isn't watching?



The best part of our new house is that both Mom and I got new beds!  Check it out:

This is great!  I wonder where Mom is going to sleep??
Seriously... where is Mom going to sleep?  I'm starting to get a little worried about her...

Gatsby and I really love this bed.  It's called a "pillow top!"  It's like one big giant pillow!
Over all, we LOVE our new house.  I will tell you all about the exciting things that have happened in the past few years, later.  

My mom is going jogging tonight after work with my Auntie R.  Which means my dinner is going to be LATE.  Can you believe that?  Jogging isn't that important!  I do it all the time, sheesh.

You-will-give-me-dinners!  And-give-me-his-dinners-too!


* My mom says that it's only been almost one year.  What do humans know, huh?  We all know they have to wear watches because they don't know how to tell time.