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Tug's Tail

guess it's been awhile

I've been a busy pup. I'm two years old now and a very handsome boy(at least my people Mom says so all the time). I recently went back to visit with my sister and doggie Mom and we had quite a romp although Mom aeemed more annoyed than anything. I guess she thought having one of us kids around was more than enough. I got new toys for my birthday. My favorite is a quail that has a squeaker in it. I'm nuts about squeakers. I can't be left alone with any of my stuffed toys though because I chew them up. I've destroyed quite a few. They have found a couple balls with squeakers that I haven't been able to tear up so that's good. I like when they still squeak. I need lots of excercise every day and lots of play. I'm very smart and if I get bored I get into lots of trouble. It usually invloves trash cans or things with stuffing. I've tau;ght my humans it's better to keep me amused otherwise than to leave me to my own devices so I get lots of walks and they get lots of excercise. Its a win-win situation. Well Happy Birthday America and y'all have a good holiday.

I'm going to school.

My first day will be April 10th, Beginners Obediance. It's not that I'm a bad boy, just a tad hyper Mom says. I need to work on not jumping on guests and not pulling on the leash. We live in the country so usually when I'm taken outside I get to run. I love to run. Mom says she'd like for me to eventually get my Canine Good Citizen but I have to go to beginner classes first. She says I'll learn lots of fun stuff at school plus I get to see other dogs. If I get my CGC I can go on to learn to be a therapy dog . Then I could go visit in the Nursing Homes. I think I'd be good at that since I'm so cute everyone would just love me. I'll let you know if I do well in school. I'm gonna try real hard.

BRRRRRRR It's cold

Well It's very cold lately here in upstate Pa. and I am not a fan. It's not that I mind the cold weather so much but MY HUMANS do and I haven't been getting out to run as much. I love to run. Around the house I'm stating to show how smart I am. I'm learning to identify my toys by name and go get the one Mom asks for out of my toy tub. Now Aren't I the clever one? I still terrorize the cat but have been found lately to be laying on the bed sleeping with him. He sure is a grumpy old man. I wish he would play but Ma says he's eighteen and I should respect my elders and that he's too old and arthritic to enjoy playing. I don't know what arthritic means but can't begin to imagine not wanting to play. Oh Well I guess I'l learn someday.