Wednesday, August 29, ,2007

We woke up about 4:30 a.m. We played outside for a while. My Mom has to put me in the kitchen when she goes upstairs and takes a shower. I cry because I miss her. She came back down and I took a nap on the carpet next to her. She has to get ready for work. I know what that means. I have to go back in the kitchen. Oh, well, it's better than being stuck in a box all day. At least I can spill my water and play with all my toys. I can jump around and look out the window.

Maybe my Mom will come home for lunch. I hope so. That would be cool.

Day 4 - Tuesday

I learned what a toad is, but my Mom saved me before I could touch it. They are weird and I might get sick if I touch one. My Mom loves to play with me in the back yard before the sun comes up. I take naps outside while she is getting ready for work. I like it in the grass. I wish I could stay out here all day, but it's too hot and I'm too little to be in the back yard by myself.

Instead, I go back to the dreaded kitchen. Don't get me wrong, I love my new home, but I wish I could roam around the house. I'm still too little. It will be a while before I can do that.

My Mom came home from lunch and let me out and played with me for a while. She had to go back to work though.

When she came home we played and I ate dinner. We play until about 9 at night, then we go to sleep. I'm very good at night. I don't wake her up at all. This morning the smoke alarm battery was low, so it woke my Mom up because it was beeping. She went back to sleep and so did I. I put my nose right up to her neck and fell asleep. I like it here. I still miss my brothers and Sisters and my dog mom, but I'll be okay.

Day 3 - Monday

My Mom had to go to work and worried I would be really lonely. She had some of her nice neighbors come over and check on me. She also came home for lunch and checked on me. I'm fine. I cry, but then I go to sleep.

At night when my Mom gets home we go out in the back yard and play. I follow her around and then take naps a lot. I eat very well. I love my new home. My Mom let's me sleep with her because I get lonely at night. I'm really good too. I don't bother her at all. Every now and then I like to play with her hair, but then I go back to sleep. I love sleeping on the couch with my Mom.

The Second Day.

Well, I woke up about 5 a.m. crying for my new Mom. She was there immediately. We played in the back yard for two hours before the sun came up. Then I napped again. My Mom had to run a few errands, but I didn't mind because I was tired. I have learned my name and I can sit and shake hands. I love all my toys. Three of my Mom's neighbors came over to see me. They all love me because I'm so cute!!! I hung out with my Mom all day. She would take me outside every hour and I would tinkle. I already know not to tinkle on the carpet. I love my new house. It's really clean and nice.

The ride home.

My mommy came to pick me out on Saturday, August 25, 2007. She was really lonely and sad because she had lost two of her children, Hollywood who was 14 and Einstein who was only 2 and a half. She missed them so very much, she found me. When I saw her I knew she was going to be my mommy for life. She picked me up and kissed me and I liked it.

All my other brothers and sisters were playing with my Mom's neice, Melissa, and really weren't paying attention to her. After visiting with my foster parents, we headed home. I wasn't sure about the car at first. I had never been in a car or have been exposed to many noises. I was okay though. I panted a few times, but I never cried. When we got to my new home, I really liked it. I slept for a couple hours and then started to get to know my Mommy.

She already loves me so much. She feeds me and plays with me and kisses me. I give her kisses all the time. She sometimes has to go out of the house for a while, which I do not like. I miss her and I get lonely. I can smell my brother and sister that passed away before I got here. That makes me feel better. I have lots of toys to play with. I have a kitchen to stay in instead of a crate so I can play during the day. I can drink my water and eat food if I have to. If I have to tinkle, I can go on the pee pads. It's no big deal. I cry when my Mom leaves, but then I'm okay. I'll get used to it. Maybe I'll get a new brother and sister.