Almost forgot. We got new dog tags. Me and Tristan. They are kinda cool. Mom and Dad got em off of this website called Rossi Pet Tags. You can choose several different kinda tags and metals and colors and fonts and shapes to make all kinds of stuffs. Here's what we got!

Everyday my Dad comes home from work at noon to feed me lunch and take me outside so I can do my business. Like pee and stuff. Stuff being number two. I just thought I'd mention that in case you didn't know what stuff meant. And by number two I mean poo.

Anyway, today I had a present for Dad. You see my folks had been spending lots of time rearranging the house and making sure I had plenty of room to play and making sure there's no places to hide or find things that could get me into trouble. Well I decided I'd redecorate my crate for Dad. You see the crate was a little boring. The cushion was flat. I decided to give it a custom look. What do you think?

Today we went for a walk at our local park. It's pretty big. It's called John Bynon Park. It's not even a mile from where we live. My folks tell me we are going to be coming here a lot so I can get used to seeing other people and other dogs. There is another park they said I will get to go to later where I don't have to be on a leash. That sounds like trouble.

Today we walked around the whole park and I got to bark at some people on bicycles and joggers and about a seven or eight other dogs. My folks said it was kinda cold or we would have seen more people and more other dogs there. It was pretty good for my first time there. I barked a lot but I just wanted to let people know I was here and that I saw them. I think after I get to meet more of them I probably won't bark as much at strangers in the park.

We stopped on a little wood bridge cause my dad wanted to take a picture of me and Chubs. We stopped and tried to be good dogs. I think Momma posed the best. She showed more teeth than us.


I kinda like how our eyes glow. It makes me think we look like alien dogs. I think it would be cool to be an alien dog.

Today Tristan (aka Chubs) showed me what the Kong toy was all about. I mean, the big red rubber chewy bee hive. When I first saw it, I didn't know what to think. Tristan was just chewing on the end of it. It didn't look like fun. It was too tough to break into pieces, and you can't make a mess with it, and no one seemed to be yelling at him for enjoying it as much as he did. Like I said, no fun. But I kept watching him.




Then the next day Mom and Dad got them out again and had one for me too. It was in the big silver box that has cold stuff in it. Momma held one in each hand and there was a hole in it. Tristan went right for it and started lapping up what was inside. I watched him some more and got some too.

Peanut Butter. Super Duper Cold Peanut Butter.

Tristan seemed to like it alot. I tried it and thought it was pretty good, but not as good as him I guess. There are far too many things for me to chew up like stuffed animal toys (like my Wubba) that I'd rather be chewing on.




What's my Wubba you say? It's my soft stuffed animal toy (also from Kong) that Mommy and Dad got for me when we met down in Georgia. It was my first toy. Tristan likes to take it from my crate and shake it in front of me to get me riled up. I usually have to fight him for it for a while, and then I take it back and put it up. I'm watching Chubs chew on it in the next picture. What's the big deal? Why does he got to take my Wubba? He has his own toys.




Here we are both on the couch sharing MY Wubba. I don't know why we have to share, because it's mine, but he is bigger than me so I guess he can chew on it too, for maybe about forty-three seconds tops. Then it will have to come back to me.

Dad stayed home from work on Monday to give me an extra day around the house with my paws free. I guess he wanted to make sure I was going to be okay. He took lots of pictures of me so they would have them of me when I was little.




The day was going pretty good. I was getting lots of attention, lots of food, and lots of time on what I've decided is my red couch, its the best place to watch TV in the house!

Then I got to go on a ride in Mom's car. We drove across town and I got to look out the windows at other cars. I felt pretty good cause not many of them had other dogs in them. I was pretty lucky.




Then we got to a new looking building (Asheville Hwy Animal Hospital) and went inside where there were other dogs and cats. That's when I realized I was at a vet! Oh Noes, it's a trap! That's where I was last week to get my bits snipped! After I figured that out I slinked around the vet's office like a panther. I don't know why I did that, but it was a good effect that caused a few people to wonder what I was up to.

Anyway, I got over it. Maybe this place would be better. I got to meet lots of people including an old golden retriever wearing a sweatshirt. He looked like he liked wearing it too. He walked around with his leash in his mouth.



Then I got to meet my doctor. She was very nice. Her name is Dr. Kendrick. She checked me over, made sure my stitches were good, and cleaned my ears out. She also checked my weight (I weigh 32 pounds). She said I was a little skinny, but I'd be fine on the food I was eating. She also checked my hind end. I'm not sure what she did back there, cause I couldn't see, but I did get a treat so it wasn't so bad.



They also gave my parents a couple kinds of medicine to make sure I turn out all fit and stuff. As long as it doesn't taste like dirt, I'll be fine.

My folks told me we were going to be back in two weeks to see how I'm doing and check my weight. Hopefully they don't check my hiney again, it wasn't my favorite thing. I like tasty food and being petted. Not hiney stuff.

I got to run around lots in the morning and afternoon in the backyard. Here are a few pictures of me strutting my stuff.





See, even with my giant paws, I can run fast:




Lost in the Jungle:




You can not resist my cuteness:




Look deep into my eyes... you are getting very sleepy.. you are under my spell. You will give me many many tasty treats.