Espadrilles, Yum!

Well, apparently, there are things that are appropriate to chew and things that are not appropriate to chew. It's rough being a puppy, having to learn to make these distinctions. On the NO list - shoes, $35 worth of Silk & Ivory needlepoint yarn, Frances Parkinson Keyes first editions, human arms, piano legs, wood trim on the back of the house... all kinds of stuff. Why should it be OK to chew a rawhide or a cloth toy, but not a leather and eyelet espadrille shoe? I just don't get it! Life is SOOOOO complicated.

There isn't much news on here, except that I keep getting bigger with every passing day and that's it's too darn hot to play outside for long. Not much ambition to do much out there except to flop down on the grass and take a nap in the shade. I do not understand why the humans would want to hang out in two of the hottest places in America. Weirdos! It IS kinda fun and refreshing though when they use the hose to water the plants. I like to jump up and bite the stream of water. Mama says she's going to video me this weekend and put it on You Tube, whatever THAT is.

Finally, I've discovered something else I like to do - to sing along with trumpet music. Mama was watching the Rashida Ferdinand episodes of This Old House she had on the DVR and there was one with Shamar Allen playing the trumpet. When he started, I cocked my head back and forth, and then I joined right in, barking and well, singing - no other way to describe it. Mama says one day when I'm well-socialized, she'll take me to a parade where I can hear trumpets in person. PAWSOME!

Later, Gators,
Rosie

Things I Love

Yep, I promised I'd do a list of things I love. No explanations necessary on these...

1. Snuggling
2. Kissing, both humans and other dogs
3. Playing in water
4. Wrestling with Easy
5. Playing chase with Sugar
6. Resisting bedtime - life is too exciting for sleep!

Things I Hate

1. Toilet Paper. Horrible, horrible stuff, that. Must be torn from its perch and annihilated, preferably by shredding. Also, other paper goods like paper towels, newspapers, magazines and legal documents are highly suspect and should be destroyed as a prophylactic measure.

2. Flip Flops. The $3 ones from Old Navy are OK, but $25 ones from L.L. Bean are an abomination. These should be required by law be to be drawn and quartered, like some sort of heretic back in the Middle Ages.

3. Dogs Barking on TV. OK, so I can't get at them directly, but I can charge at the speakers until they fall over with a satisfying crash.

4. Dancing With the Stars. I can't explain it, but I can't stand this show and will bark loudly until it's over.

5. Laundry. If you leave it out, it deserves to be punished.

Yes, I know. Hate is such a strong word. But, hey, I'm young, feisty and willing to fight for what I believe. Maybe when I calm down, I'll write a "Things I Love" list.

A Rose by another other name is....

A WEED. At least that's what the humans say I'm growing like.

I seem to be getting longer, taller and heavier by the minute. I'm also proud to say that I'm doing a fabulous job of avoiding any puppy-like awkward stages by remaining perfectly proportioned and completely lovely at all times.

Yesterday was a really fun day. I got to drive all over town with mom to meet people who are going to be important in my life. My favorite was the nice lady at the dog bakery who gave me samples of about a million kinds of treats (I liked them all). I also loved the people at the "dog camp." Whenever mom and dad head out of town, I'll stay there with Sugar and Easy. Sugar says you can run around with the other dogs, stay up as late as you want, and BEST OF ALL, there's a dog pool! You know, I am SO there!

My first paw-ty!

Today I went to daddy's company picnic - something called a luau, that was held in a big, grassy park. Everyone kept saying how pretty I am...and how sweet! I behaved perfectly and was rewarded with something called a "lei." Very pretty. Pictures coming soon.

Bye-bye Baby

Baby teeth that is. I'm shedding them around the house like Easy sheds fur in the springtime.

I am SO BUSY, getting ready for that mouthful of big, scary German Shepherd ADULT teeth.

In the meantime, I'm enjoying testing a variety of items as relief for teething pain. Today I have sampled:

1. The edge of the coffee table
2. A cell phone
3. Mama's Oliver Peoples sunglasses (this did NOT go over well with her)
4. The bathroom rug

OK, for some reason, I'm beginning to suspect my name is "NoHereChewOnTHIS."

Things Mama found in my crate this morning...

1. A pair of daddy's socks
2. A bag of sock-locks
3. A paint brush
4. Daddy's rugby shirt
5. A pair of boxer shorts
6. One of daddy's slippers
7. A box of chewed-up kleenex

All mama can say is, that it didn't happen on her watch! Daddy needs to go to obedience school ASAP.

Some of my favorite things

In no particular order:

Pulling wet laundry out of the front-loading washer;
Stealing chewies from the bigger dogs;
Chewing on the TV universal remote, electrical cords, shoes and the edges of library books;
Hurling myself into a giant thyme bush in the backyard....and rolling around in it;
Playing in the plastic doggie pool - I REALLY love water;
Snuggling up to humans and the other dogs (when they'll let me).

One thing I've discovered I really hate:

The gentle leader head harness.

More pictures coming soon!

Love ya,
Rosie

Is it just my imagination....

or have I grown another inch today?

A new home!

Hi, My name's Rosie, and I've found a forever home with a bunch of crazy German Shepherds (and the humans who serve them). I'm kinda liking it here. The big dogs are a little cranky about having to make room on the blanket and at the food dish, but they're dealing. I like to play in the back yard with Sugar or Easy (not both at once, at least not yet). Sugar's cool because she's agile and super-fast like me, and plays a wicked game of chase. Easy's cool because he's sneaky and likes to play hide and pounce.

The humans are super-nice. They like to pet and snuggle and tell me how pretty I am. Yes, I'm pretty, and I'm proud of it! I like to stare at myself in the mirror, but I'm not vain. Just because I'm blonde and have a beautiful face doesn't mean I'm going to exploit it. Oh no, not at all.

So far, I'm just hanging out, getting used to everyone and everything. I get the feeling this is going to be good....