First Day of School

Remembering about my adoption day made me think about my first day of school.  After living in my new home and getting comfortable for about a month, my people announced that it was time for me to start going to school.

I wasn't really sure what to think.  I had just dealt with a lot of change moving to this new house, and I wasn't really ready for more change.  On the other hand, my people were so nice to me and played with me and gave me good food and so much love that I figured if they wanted to send me to school, it would be a good thing... I hoped!

They gave me a backpack full of everything I'd need for my first day of school and we drove off.

Nervously awaiting my new adventure

On the way to school, I wondered what it would be like.  Would the other puppies be nice to me?  Would they play with me?  Would they be as fast as me?  I was also scared that I'd have to play with dogs that were too big and strong for me.

Finally, we arrived at school.  The sign said "Taurus Training and Doggie Play Day".  I wasn't sure what "Taurus Training" was, but "Doggie Play Day" sounded awesome!  When I arrived, the people were so, so nice and told me that I'd make a lot of friends today.  They were right!  I played with friendly dogs that were just my size!

I even got to be on TV for a few seconds, which was really cool!

When I left, I knew that I had a lot of fun.  However, I wasn't sure that I did everything I was supposed to do because everything was so new.  I didn't have to worry anymore when my people read my report card to me.  They even put it on the fridge when we got home.  I was so proud!

Here it is!

My Report CardAddy, Yoshi, Lulu, and Kimberly were so nice to me that first day.  They made me feel comfortable and made sure I had fun.  Now that I've been going to school for 3 years, I try to return the favor for any new puppies.  I hope that I help them feel as good about their first day of school as I felt about mine.

Adoption Day!

Sunday was exactly 3 years since my adoption day!  That got me thinking about my adoption day.  It was scary and exciting and unexpected and it turned out to be the happiest day of my life.  I wasn't so sure at the time, though.

I was living with my wonderful foster family and spending my days at Doggie Deli.  Doggie Deli is the best place on earth for puppies to spend their day.  There are great treats and toys everywhere, and other friendly puppies were coming in all day.  My foster family was very nice to me.  The only very minor problem was that there was so much excitement all the time.  I'm a calm pup by nature and it could be a little overwhelming at times.  I was very, very, very happy, though!

One day, two people came in who I had met once before.  They were very nice, but they didn't have a puppy with them.  This time, though, they bought a whole bunch of great stuff for puppies like food, treats, and toys.  I thought that they were going to make some puppy very happy. 

I was very surprised when they put a collar and leash on me and took me to their car!  This didn't really seem right since nobody else took me to their car before.  My bed was in their car, which was even weirder.  They put me in my bed and then started driving.  Yikes!  I think they made a mistake.

However, while one of the people was driving, the other kept talking to me softly and calmly and told me how happy I was going to be.  There was something soothing about the voice that made me believe that it was true.

Finally, we got to the house and went inside.  It was nice, but I was feeling pretty worried.

I was pretty worried at first...Would these people treat me nice like my foster family, or would they treat me mean like the people I met when I was born?  Would they remember to play with me, walk me, and most importantly, would they remember to feed me?

Guess what!?  They remembered all of those things and more.  When they saw how worried I was, the first thing they did was give me a cookie from Doggie Deli.  Once they did that, I knew that I was in a loving, happy home!

I knew I was loved (and would be fed)I was very happy the rest of the evening until nighttime.  At night, my people put me in my bed in the food room and then went to the sleeping room without me!  I was so sad to sleep by myself.  I'm supposed to sleep in the sleeping room with my pack!

I cried and cried.  I cried and cried and cried and cried so the people would know that they forgot me.  After many hours, they finally heard me and then moved my bed to the sleeping room. 

And that is where I have happily slept every night since!

The Secret Revealed

I have heard a lot of news about bloggers who are not who they claim to be.  Believe it or not, the local news thought that my blog was suspicious.  (The local news doesn't have much to do, apparently.)

They even hired an expert in CCI (Canine-Computer Interaction) to investigate.  This supposed expert claimed that canines (which means "puppies" for normal people) cannot possibly write a blog using existing technology.  Based on his "expert" assessment, my blog could not possibly be written by me.

I have to admit that he's right.  The typing thingy doesn't work well for my paws.  I tried to use the typer thing and everything turned out wrong. 

Then, I tried to use software that would recognize my voice.  The stupid software did not understand me, though.  I guess it typed what I said, but it didn't translate it into person-language.  *sigh*

So, I have to admit that I have my person help me with the typing of my blog.  All of the ideas are mine though!  Nothing gets put on my blog without my approval.

So, hopefully, this will put the issue to rest and the meanies at the local news will find some other story to waste their time on. 

Closely collaborating on my blog with my person

Dog Days of Summer

Every day, I sit and look for danger out the back window.  When danger approaches, I run outside to scare it away. 

That keeps me busy most of the year.  However, as it gets hotter and hotter out, fewer and fewer threats come by.  Danger, whether in the form of unknown people, big dogs, rabbits, or squirrels, doesn't seem to like the heat.

It's still my duty to stay at my post, but the lack of danger gives my mind time to wander.

These are a few of my favorite things...I love having a chance to just sit and think about things that make me happy.  (My people have a really cool camera that can see happy thoughts, but this picture doesn't show my happiest thoughts.  My happiest thoughts are the thoughts of my people coming home from a day away!)

So, even though it's hot out, make sure to take some time to appreciate your happy thoughts.  Also, take some time to stop and smell the roses bluebonnets.

I love Texas!

Henry's Awesome and Cool Birthday!

Henry is a really cool and lucky small pup.  He had a super cool birthday party and is my guest blogger for the day.

My name is Henry James.  On Monday, June 6th, I finally turned two years old.  Cody has invited me to share my wonderful day with you.  I’m very excited to tell you all about it!

The night before the big day, Grandpa showed up to visit for a few days!  I was so excited that he remembered it was my birthday. We spent the night watching basketball.  It was very exciting.  I had no idea that chasing a ball around a room was a professional sport! It looks more complicated than playing fetch though.

The morning of my birthday, I woke up to find out that one of my persons was leaving to the airport for a weeklong trip to Milwaukee.  This made me very sad.  A few hours later, Grandpa and my other Person sang happy birthday to me.  It was wonderful!   Afterwards, we ate breakfast, played in the backyard and then I took a long nap.

Later in the day, my Person and I logged into FaceBook to let everyone know it was my birthday.  I was thrilled with all the responses and birthday wishes!  I am truly loved.  My other person even texted a video from Milwaukee singing happy birthday and sending virtual kisses.  I watched it five times! 

The evening was spent eating sweets and wearing my birthday outfit.  I wasn’t very thrilled with the outfit.  It made me feel like a puppy.  At two years old, I’ve matured.  I’m still in potty training, but I’m going to school now.  I’ve learned to sit and eat lots of yogurt dog treats.  My Person is also teaching me to walk correctly on a leash.  I still get distracted by birds and other dogs, but I’m motivated to improve.

Before bed, I played with my brother Chester and friend Ally and then fell asleep happy watching TV with Grandpa and my Person.  Life is wonderful.