snuggler

i think one of my absolute favorite things, i mean, besides dinner time, is snuggling. i love to get up on the couch with mom and take a little snooze. I used to climb into bed with moms in the wee hours of the morning so that when they woke up i would be all snuggled in. i thought it was great. moms say there just isn't enough room on the bed, i think it would be fine if they just moved over a little. sometimes there's enough room for cleo, which is weird, but i guess she is a little smaller, mostly she is kinda spoiled... okay, so i am a little jealous.
so mostly i just love when mom bends her knees and invites my up while lying on the couch. it's the best! nighty-night...

snow is cool

I'm good-looking, at least that's what my mom's tell me. i don't know because every time i see myself in the slider i bark. it makes moms laugh.
so it's been snowing at home on the mountain. I love it. I love the snow for so many reasons; I love it because it tastes so good. I love it because it is chilly and fun to run through. the bummer is that ther is no snow at camp, in fact there is no snow when you get midway down the mountain. I know because i look out the window on the way in the morning. mom's been taking it nice and slow down the mountain in the morning, which is cool, 'cause i get to look around even more. there is snow on the ski trails. I am hoping mom will take me for a hike this weekend, so we can play some more in the snow.

back to my old self

well, today was much better. my good friend kyan said everyone has bad days, and boy do i believe him. today was rainy and yucky, but it felt much better. mom got me from camp and i felt good. better than that even, when i got home, i found a nice warm spot in the pink chair and conked right out. home feels so good on a cold, rainy night... and it's even better when you know you are a "good boy".

anbody can have a blah day

Navani said i really was not myself today. I didn't feel like myself. I was out of sorts i guess... a long weekend away made me feel a little nervous. i just stuck to her like glue. i even got short with a playmate. she read my mind when she said i needed some alone time. mom gave me some more when i got home. i spent some good time in my crate resting and regrouping. i feel better now and i hope tomorrow will be a better day.... sigh.....

my crate, my friend

I have recently realized that i like my crate. in fact, i like it a whole lot when the door is not closed. i love that sometimes when i go in i get dinner. i love the treats that moms give me when i go in. sometimes i just can't handle it when moms go away and i am in there. i want to go with them. i hate being left behind. i bent my old crate and broke the bottom. mom's were not pleased, but i was just so upset. i was glad they just didn't decide to trash the whole idea of a crate. i got a new one at something called a "yard sale" . the coolest thing is that the new crate came with a large teddy bear in it. i love this teddy bear. this is a picture of me with it. it is one of my favorite babies. i love my babies.
today we went to target. it was fine. i stayed in the car and i was a good boy... see i'm also getting used to staying in the car for a little while. no more chewing on the seat, that was baby stuff. i like it best when cleo is with me in the car. even though she was sleeping, it feels better even when i just listen to her snore. i watched all the people come in and out of the big red store. lots of people. moms got me a special rope toy and a yummy treat. they say i can have it tomorrow... i can't even wait. i want to steal it out of the bag.
so in general i would say that i am being a good boy and adjusting to this place called vermont.