Awwww Yeah!!!

Na na na na
Na na na na
Hey hey hey
We're adopted!

I never have to leave my Mom and Dad...they are keeping us forever and ever.

I can't seem to get over my fear of storms, but that's okay. They understand that I need to hide under the table or in the corner til it's over. I can hold my potty a real long time if it is raining. I am supposed to go outside but sometimes that gets forgotten. Mom just scoops me up and puts me out in the right spot but I think that I would prefer silk or satin under my paws while I potty. NOT WET GRASS! Who do they think I am?

I just give Mom the "big eyed look" and she does whatever I want. Thus, I am becoming too spoiled. Mom says I am a "spitfire" whatever that is. If it means PRINCESS, then yes, it is true. I am a "spitfire".

Gotta go lay on one of the 4 new beds...I lay right on top of Teenie, she likes it. I want to try it with my new brother Angus, but he isn't up to snuggling with me yet. I think my beauty intimidates him, although we have played a little bit. Teenie likes to hang out with big brother Calvin, but he and I pretty much ignore each other right now. I am concentrating on looking at Mom with pitiful eyes as much as possible for snuggling, treats, and a little lovin'!

Talk to you soon, my royal subjects...
Moki

Dog door glory!

Oh yes, behold the glory of the dog door! I can go in and out of my new house whenever I want...but I noticed that every time I go out, my foster mom and/or dad runs after me. Like I would run away from this paradise!
I am feeling much better. I like to stand next to my foster brother Angus and slap him on the head or the back. He makes funny little grunty-spazy noises, but I don't care.
My sister Miss Tessie is doing a little better, and I keep showing her how to use the dog flap, but it still freaks her out. She had a much scarier life that I did, so it will probably take her longer to recover. That's okay, I know foster M & D will take care of us for as long as it takes.
I really hope we can stay here forever! Then I can call them MOM and DAD, instead of all this foster stuff. I am working on being the cutest thing I can be so that they will keep me, and since Miss T and I are a matched pair and need to stay together, I figure they will keep us both.
I will keep you all updated on my progress.
Love,
Moki

I can't stop itching!!!!!!!!

Scratch, scratch, scratch...jeesh, this really itches. I have to say, Tessie and I really like our new foster mom and dad. I mean, they give us CHICKEN, for Pete's sake. We have a huge yard to explore (on leash of course!) and two foster "big" brothers to protect us. This is way better than that stupid puppy mill we were stuck in. I have to go and look pitiful so I can get more chicken :) Peace out.