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The Old Dog and the ... Pound???

They like me, they REALLY like me!!!

You know how I told you that no one thought I was cute like the puppies? Well, mom took me out by myself the other day and guess what? LOTS of people stopped to pet me, tell me I was a good boy, and handsome at that. Two children even bent down and gave me hugs. I really liked that. Hugs are one of my favorites. In my opinion, big people don't give hugs enough. Sometimes you have to lean into big people, or head butt them even, to remind them to hug every once in a while.

So, I feel a lot better now, knowing that everyone likes me too :)

Doggy hugs,

Keagan

Kinda Sad ...

Hey everybody. I'm kind of sad today. My mom took me on a nice walk today with Pepe and Kizmet. I really like taking walks. I like to wag my tail at everyone and meet all the new people. But not everyone wanted to meet me.

Lots of people told Kizmet what a cute puppy he was. A lot of people said, "Look at that cute fluffy dog!" when they saw Pepe. But nobody really paid a lot of attention to me. When you're walking three dogs, a lot of people come up to meet you. They would ask questions about my brothers, but just kinda pass me over.

Mom kept telling people what a special boy I was. How I almost got put to sleep, how she saved me, how good I was with all the pets and everyone I had met ... but everybody is more intereted in "good looks" and "youth" I guess. The worst thing is, it made mom sad too. She loves us as much as she possible can (I know, she told me over and over how special we all are) but she wants everyone to see me like they see the purebred younger boys.

Well ... at least mom and dad love me and think I'm cute. And at least I have all my friends on Dogster. I'm going to finish the rawhide mom gave me as a treat for being a good boy on our walk.

Talk to you soon,

Keagan

Introductions ...

Greetings and Salutations!!!

I am Keagan, the "old dog" in the diary title. And, yes, I was at the pound. For over a month I lived at the pound. I was sprung this past weekend by some lovely people -- my mom and dad. They have two other dogs -- Pepe and Kizmet, as well as some cats whom I like very much, but spend a lot of time hiding from me under the bed. I wag my tail at the and they run. Why??? I do not understand them.

Anyways, I am so very happy that the took me out of that place. They said they were going to "put me to sleep". I am not sure what that means. I like to sleep a lot, but from the way they said it, it didn't sound very good. I have a nice house now. I get to sleep on the couch, on the bed, in the floor, pretty much wherever I like. They bought me this dog food that tastes really good, and I get brushed out every day.

The one thing I DO NOT like at all, is the bath. They get you totally wet. I jumped out several times and got the entire house wet before relenting and letting them soap me up. It was not fun, but I can say that my skin feels much better and I do seem to smell really nice. The water that came off of me looked like rust and mom said, "EEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!" about fifteen times while washing me.

Well ... I just thought I would introduce myself. I am glad to be here and look forward to meeting all of you!

Keagan