My Dad's Birthday

I had a great time spending time with my Dad on his birthday!

New Brother or Sister?

So the other day I was going through some of my dads things and came across his phone and noticed some pictures of other puppies on there. What does this mean. Am I going to get a new brother or sister? How am I supposedto feel about that. I love all of the attention I get as an only puppy. I am not sure if there is room for two of us. Here are a couple of the images I found. I guess you can be the judge, and if you find out please let me know.

Ok, while making this blog I just learned about some breaking news. I am not getting a new brother or sister. I am getting a new friend, well technically a cousin. My Dad's Sister and her husband are the ones getting the dog. Here is a picture of her. Her name is Milly. I can't wait to meet my new friend.

Shout out to my Mommy!

Some of you may not know, but my Mommy is out of town. She left early Thursday morning and is coming home late Saturday night. I am having a boys weekend with my Dad. This is full of relaxing and watching sports. It is just not the same without Mom. I can't wait to see her. I miss her so much. I have been fortunate to talk to her on the phone though. I have talked to her on speaker phone with Dad. I get so excited when I hear her voice, I just can't figure out where it is coming from. It is magic!

Mom, I hope you haven't forgot about me.....because I have definitely not forgot about you. Come home so we can play, run, and cuddle. I have attached a couple of pictures of me and you so you won't forget my little face.

Love you Mom!

My New Morning Game

I am not a fan of being sent to my room when my parents have to work. And I will do everything in my power to avoid being sent to my room.

One of the first things I will do is run and hide under the dinning table. It usually takes them a couple of seconds to find me down here. Once they finally locate me it is on to my next spot.





I will slip out one of the cracks between the chairs and run and nuzzle myself in the corner between the wall and the door so that they can't pick me up and force me to move.





Once they finally coax me out of this corner and I start heading down the hallway toward my kennel I have a secret plan up my sleeve. At this point they think I am going to be a good little boy and go right into my kennel. Well Mom and Dad, jokes on you. I am going to juke left and jump up on your guys' bed and snuggle up on your pillows. I now look so cute that they won't want to put me in my kennel for the day.




But unfortunately my freedom on the bed ends and I get placed in the kennel for the day. But this is ok, because I know Mom and Dad love me and will be home to see me, and play with me, and feed me, and pet me, and cuddle me.




And in the end, I am really the one that wins. Last night Dad went and bought me a nice big bone to chew on. I got my parents wrapped around my little paws.

Feeding Frenzy...........Or Mealtime Torture

What they thought would be fun and entertaining was a really annoying dinner for me. Took me about a half hour to eat my dinner. What's with that Mom & Dad?!?!

Life is so Precious

To most people this looks like a tiny twig. It can float in water, fly when it is thrown, but it can also take a pup to the vet on an emergency visit (you may notice the red blood on the right side of the stick).

Yesterday when my Mom and Dad came home my Dad took me out to go play fetch with my cool glow in the dark ball. We tried to stop by our normal spot but for some reason there were kids playing soccer on the field. We had to go with Plan B......The Ballard Community Center Fields. This is a much bigger area but has more things that I get distracted with (people walking across the fields, sticks, rocks, etc.) After fetching the ball about five times distraction started getting the best of me. So many sticks to choose from that I can pick up and run around the field with. I found the perfect stick and began chewing it and it broke in pieces pretty easily, which led to an uh-oh moment.

I started gagging and dry heaving and pawing at my mouth. My dad reached his hand in my mouth to try to pull it out. This led me to throw up a little but that still didn't help. This thing was still lodged in my mouth. We decided to run home, hoping mom would be there to help and to examine the problem in better light.

At home Dad was able to see the problem. This stick (pictured above) was wedged in between my teeth at the roof of my mouth. I couldn't get it out. I have no thumbs! So Dad opened my mouth and began to tug at it, but this hurt and I accidentally bit him (sorry Dad). So there was nothing left to do. I thought I was going to have this in my mouth forever. After a quick phone call to Mom, we came up with the solution, The Vet! I was a little nervous about this idea. I thought this would result in me having to wear a cone around my head for 10 days.

Once we got to the vet it only took about 3 minutes in the back room before they had removed the stick from my mouth. I felt so much better. What a pain that was. I am so thankful for all of my Dad's efforts. He saved my life!


Here is a picture of me at home checking out the thing that created so much annoyance and pain for me. It looked so good that I wanted to chew it up again.

And below is me recovering with my Mom. Mom's always know the best way of making me feel better.

My Mornings

When my parents have to work we have a normal routine in the mornings. My Mom and Dad alternate days on who has to get up with me, take me potty, feed me, and take me potty again. I guess I didn't realize I was this high maintenance. Oh well, it works for me. No complaints here. On some mornings when they are getting ready I like to jump in bed and try to look my cutest in hopes of them staying home with me. Today I tried to hide from them so I could be a free pup and hangout all day.

Full body shot. Tried to get my whole body under the covers so they couldn't find me. My tail gives me away every time.

Almost all the way under the covers.

I have been caught!

After being found I met Mom in the kitchen. She gave me a pep talk about the day. Told me everything would be alright and that they would be home as soon as they can to play. I love my parents.