Guests

Having guests over is always an interesting struggle. I, of course, want to greet the new guests immediately by jumping on them and sniffing them out as quickly as I can. You know, to check them out. Well mom and dad always yell at me to get down and go lay in my bed. They try to make me wait until i've calmed down. What they don't understand is that this makes me more anxious. I tend to get really excited when we have guests over. However, after about five minutes or so, I calm down. Dad's friend and co-worker David and his girlfriend Kelsey came over this weekend. I really liked them and had fun snuggling while they played a game. Aren't I cute when I sleep?

New room...not for me!

Not to be ungrateful or anything but I don't understand why my new sibling is getting special treatment. I am a good dog, for the most part. I sit when i'm told. I potty outside. Apparently that's not good enough. This new one isn't even here yet and already mom and dad are making a whole room for it, while I get my kennel in the basement. They've started painting and everything. Besides, i'm older, shouldn't I get the big room? So not fair!

A Puppy Christmas

I look forward to Christmas every year. Who doesn't love snow, and presents, and decorations. Not to be a grinch, but, there is one part of Christmas that I loathe. It would be the annual tradition of making me wear antlers. I look ridiculous. They are not comfortable. And everyone laughs at me. None-the-less I suppose it wouldn't be Christmas without antlers. Bah-humbug! Below I am sporting my Christmas present from dad's family. A Michigan collar with a bandana attached. Don't I look good? Go Blue! Hopefully my new gift will help the season go a bit better next year.