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I had a bath today. I don’t think getting dunked in water and then having some guy blow dry my coat is a great idea, but the people who make me do things like it when I don’t smell like a dog. (What’s wrong with smelling like a dog?) So, I went along with the game. I made sure I yipped and acted up as much as I could. I have to say, the result makes me look very handsome as usual. That’s my own personal walk of stars I’m looking at.
I was in my garden with my puzzle ball and needed to rest. Zooming is tiring, but we puppies have to race as fast as we can. So right after I took this picture I was off … Like a rocket!!!!
I like to go outside and run run run run run run run run. Sometimes I stop so those people who feed me can take my handsome picture. Then I jump up and run run run run run run run run run …
It’s been quiet around my blog recently. But not for me – I’ve been working on my zooming and playing really hard. Can’t get enough walks. I expect at least three a day and the people I live with sure like to walk me all over the place. I see lots of things (my trainer calls it watching “doggy TV”), and I get to bark at things that I don’t like – porta-potties, telephone poles. Stuff like that. I’m usually pretty well behaved – I try hard. Gotta be exhuberant though. So, all this stuff makes me tired. I like to take a rest at the top of these steps. Just lying here thinking of giant tennis balls to chase. Or my gefilte fish squeaky toy.
I went to Dakota’s woods today to check things out. Pretty day. And pretty me, of course! I blend in well with the Fall.
Me at my summer home. This guy is nice. He thinks he’s teaching me to swim. I know all about water. I didn’t tell him, but I’m an expert swimmer by birth.
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!
Me. Getting a portrait on my 7 month birthday. Like my ruff?
One of my dear deer friends who greets me in the morning outside my fence. I try not to bark. I’m not sure how to stop.
I got a green dragon when I didn’t feel well … everyone needs a friendly dragon
