October 9, 2009

Yesterday I was 10 weeks old. Nothing exciting happened—nothing bad happened—it just happened. I guess that means we are getting used to each other. It’s quite a family I have. They are either busy, busy, busy or we lay back and take a nap. I know that after we go for a walk I have to lay back and nap.

Today I’ve gone on 2 walks and it has taken some of the spit and varnish out of me. I like these walks better in the afternoon after it warms up some. First thing in the morning is hard for me cause the cars are ramming up and down the road and it’s too cold for me to stay out very long. I’ve been very good today though. Mamaw keeps taking me out and I try to accommodate her.

Poppy has been resting most of this day so it has pretty much been Mamaw and me. I like it when she says it is time to work. I go through what I’ve learned so far and she gives me a treat each time. She’s getting hard to get along with now though. If I don’t do it just exactly like she wants me to, she won’t give me the treat. And if I nip and won’t stop—back in the kennel. It’s a dog’s life but Mamaw says Mother knows best.

By 9:00 p.m. I was so tired I was waiting for Mamaw to put me to bed for the night. I tried to wait patiently but she didn’t get the hint. Eventually I got took care of it myself and went to my kennel. She FINALLY took the hint and closed my door. Goodnight—sweet dreams!