We went outside and played this morning. What a beautiful day. Dad walked around and I did a really good job (most of the time, anyways) of staying right beside his left leg. On my own. No leash. No undo encouragement. Dad said he was really impressed. ‘Course, sometimes I surprised him by sticking to his right leg. (hee, hee)
Oh, and we ran around, too. Until Dad broke up laughing. He said the way my ears flopped up and down when I was running was just way too cute. I don’t mind. I like cute. And, just to show you that I’m also handsome, here’s a picture of me running to my Dad:
I’ve been told that I’m a show quality dog, and after he snapped this next picture, my Dad really gave me a lot of praise:
OK, bring on the ring!
Ah, but all of this activity has worn me out. It’s time to go take a nap. In my newly-discovered favorite safe spot - under Dad’s bed.
Boy, yesterday was quite an adventure, and it really wore me out! Ma packed me up in a box and drove all the way to Buffalo, where she put me on an airplane. I don’t know if I liked that or not. All of a sudden I was all alone, with strange noises and movements all around me. But, they got me on an earlier flight out of Atlanta, so I surprised my Dad by getting to Little Rock earlier than expected.
Was I ever glad when this new stranger finally let me out of that box! First thing he did when he let me out was give me some water. Yep, I was mighty thirsty by then. Then he petted me and made reassuring noises. He pets real good. I think I’ll keep him.
He had everything ready for me, and it wasn’t too long before he introduced me to my new best friend, Mr. Mahnquis. Here we are, playing:
I was pretty tired when Dad finally put me in my crate, so I pretty much went right to sleep. Home at last.