Buddy and I went on our first OFFICIAL date on Saturday. First we spent some quality time together at Day Care. And by quality I mean that we both got into trouble and were put together in one of the kennels. (It was our plan to misbehave at the same time, silly). Then we walked over to get coffee (well, the humans got coffee, we just sort of hung out together). A lot of people turned their heads to look at the two of us. I wonder why. It's not because we're totally different or anything, is it?...
Here I am licking my lips for some reason. Probably because Buddy is a good kisser. Oops, did I say that out loud?:
Today I went to see Grandma and Grandpa at their house, which meant I could go running and exploring in their big backyard. I made sure to fertilize it well, too. Then, on the way home I was told that we were going to pick up Ripley at his office. Once we got there I knew exactly which door to go to so we could pick him up. He was really happy to see me, and we both got in the car to come home. Even though we're really rowdy when we play, we're super quiet and well behaved in the back seat of the car. It was a fun day for me, except that now I see suitcases in the hallway. That usually means somebody is going somewhere. Hmmm...
Since the bed is too high for me to get up and down on easily (wait, actually I'm part jack russell so I can totally jump it, I just prefer not to), I have these great padded doggie stairs that I go up and down on. The problem is, when there's just a teeny bit of sunshine, and it's on the stairs, I have to try to find a funny position to lay in. I think I did a pretty good job, no?
