Boxing Day

 

We have too many toys, as you can see from our overflowing toy basket. So mom helped us go through our basket. We threw away the really tasty, err bad, ones. Then we boxed up the ones we never play with to take to the animal shelter. The rest we threw in the washer and now they are not as tasty. But, we still have plenty as you can see!

Merry Christmas!

 Anyone who knows me knows I am just not the sort of guy who likes his photo taken. All that fussing. The flashing. The "sit, stay, Splash". It's just too much. I would much rather be out hunting the evil squirrel. Fortunately, this year Adhuil busted the ridiculous hat I usually have to wear, so here I am, my Christmas photo, in just dog clothes.
 
 



Here's a nice profile shot. I think I am ready for Hollywood!

At the bottom is Adhuil, just before she broke the hat.

I'm back

I had a little talk with the higher-ups around here, and we have concluded that while mom can have her own blog, I get to keep mine too. I'll post some photos of ME tonight, but for now, here's some video of my team (that's me and mom) doing first Jumpers class, then Tunnelers class at a NADAC trial a few weeks ago.

Tunnelers is my favorite, all tunnels all the time. That's the way, baby!

I've moved!

I just wanted everyone to know that my mom has moved her blog (and therefore my blog since I can't type) to our website. We hope to see you there.....woof!

The good, the bad, and the ugly

Here we are being good dogs

We are normally very good dogs, but we had a slight lapse this week. Mom was reading "The Good Good Pig", which she was really enjoying. But it fell down where we could get it. Mom had us inside in our comfy x-pen because there were workers at the house. I don't like workers, I think they should go away. So I have to stay in my x-pen or else I would be bouncing off the glass door trying to tell the workers where I think they should go. Anyway, her book fell into our pen, so we did the only thing we could do, we ripped out every last page and chewed up the rest.


But earlier we chewed up my mom's book that she hadn't finished yet.