My Pied-a-Terre

The people who feed me went to Missouri.  (Oh, I love them – they’re pretty nice to me.)  That wasn’t my thing.  So I went to Haus Juris to visit my homeland.  Here I am sitting and relaxing at my country estate.  I own this place!

Nothing Like a Warm Toy

I always say, it doesn’t matter how old you are – a puppy or a big boy like me – when that toy comes out of the dryer fresh from being washed for you, then you just have to hold onto it for as long as you can …

My Career Goals

I’m praticing sleeping in as many funny postures as I can.  It helps my dream of becoming a ballet dancer.   Or a baseball catcher.   My life is full of opportunities.

Water Boy

Here’s the thing: this week I had my first bath (whee!), I had a weekend away at the kennel all by myself, I played and played at the K9 clubhouse every day, and I was a really brave boy … look at me, world!