My Diary

An entry

So... I've been in my foster home for about 9 months now and boy does time fly! Haven't found that "one" just yet but I know that they are out there somewhere. I knew when I first got rescued and sent to my foster home things were going to be good, but HOLY COW! I never thought that it would be like this... I mean heck... I really do get fed every single day and I really do get a warm bed every single night! So, I LOVE this thing called jogging! Oh man does it get your blood pumpin and your heart going... What a rush, it is to have the breeze in your face and the road beneath your paws! Another think, my foster parents taught me how to climb in and out of both the truck and the car... now that I can get in there better I get to go more places... Mom says that I always seem so happy to get in but never to ride.. THAT'S NOT TRUE! I LOVE To ride... I love the way a moving car feels... It makes me so sleepy... hehehe. I still get a little scared though when I have to get a bath, but once I'm in there I start to calm down and enjoy it. Well, that's all for now... I'm going to park my rear on the couch now... BYE