Boy, things have been busy around here. I love writing these articles, but I haven’t learned how to log on yet, so Dad has to do it for me and he’s been too busy. I finally clamped onto his heel today and wouldn’t let go until he logged me in so I could write to you all.
Big news! My ears came up last week!!! Holy cow, I’m a big dog now. Dad was so proud. He finally took some pictures today, so you’ll see how striking they are in the pictures below.
And I’m up to 36.2 lb. Dad gets a big kick out of the way I’m growing. One day he says I’m just a loose bag of skin with tiny little dog parts inside. Then, a few days later all those parts inside have grown to fill up that not-so-loose-anymore skin.
I got my last set of shots last week, including rabies, so I’m all legal now and don’t have to go back to the doctor for awhile.
I’ve discovered TV. Dad laughs because I sit between him and the TV and watch intently, both ears up and focusing on what’s coming out of the box. Sometimes I sit there for several minutes without moving. Last night it was buffalos in Yellowstone Park.
Today, we did something new. Dad took me to a dog park. I met some new doggie friends there and people, too! They all loved my soft fur and wondered what kind of dog I was. Then Dad let them know I was “only” 16 weeks old. Heh, heh. That got their attention. Dad even ran into some people he knew there.
I don’t know what to think about it all. It was kinda overwhelming. Some of those dogs were big! Most of the time I pretty much stuck to Dad, but, then occasionally… Anyway, these pictures will tell you more:
See? My ears are up!
Runnin’ with my new bud, Buster.
You just gotta love his face!
OK, Dad. I need to take a break. Can you see my new dog tag?
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Ohhhh. You’re bigger up close!
Hello. Hello. Hello. Hey, wait for me!
Runnin’ with the herd.
Whew! All that activity wore me out. When we got home, both Dad and I took a long, long nap.
Have a great week!
I did. Lots of fireworks and fun! And then, late at night, God got in the act with some fireworks of his own. They were much bigger and noisier. I’d never heard anything like that before. Good thing Dad was here to calm me down.
I keep on growing. Now, at 12 weeks old, I’m up to 25.2 lb. Dad says he’s going to have to move the divider in my crate again. Speaking of which, I like to sleep on my back! ‘Course, I like to sleep pretty much any way I can, but I really like to sleep on my back. Here’s a picture:
Yep, I’m pretty much filling up that crate now. Oh, oh! I hear the dinner bell ringing. That’s my third favorite thing (after sleeping and playing with Dad). Got to go!