Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Coming Out Of My Shell
Mama says I am coming out of my shell. I didn't know I was in a shell. She said my personality is really coming out now. I've been here three months, but I spent ten days in the hospital and I still think it's my other home because I visit there so often. It's a nice place, but I like living here better.
When Mama gets her keys out, I bark. Apparently, that's a no-no. I also like to nip her in the butt when she has her keys out. That is also a no-no. Jack used to goose her, so I need my own style, but nipping in the butt apparently is not good. I thinks it's funny because she squeaks when I do it.
I no longer whine when I squeak my toys. I just squeak them. It's fun!
The Greyhound Who Loves His Life
It looks great, doesn't it? Unfortunately, this is my view: Yep, we are still at the RV park. We were all prepared to mov...