Almost a year has passed...

My mommy started school to get a degree since she lost her job and hasn't had time to keep up on my page. I will be two years old soon and have grown up some but still a lot of pup in me. Mommy found some hard rubber toys for me that I can't destroy so I guess I will get something like that for my birthday. Besides a bucket load of goodies. But mommy hasn't forgotten me or my page, she's just a little busy with school. To all my pup pals that we have lost touch with, Hello! See ya around!

Doggy Day Birthday

Well, my big "1" came and went with a lot of goodies. My pawrents got me two new toys. A new "Hoobie" (my weiner dog) to replace the one I got for Christmas and I took his ears off already and opened up the back of his head to taste his stuff, them mommy took it away from me!
Then I got a squeaky football with that fuzz on it like a tennis ball and I managed to start pulling that stuff off and leaving bald spots. Guess what? Yep, that got taken too. Man, my toy box is kinda low of chewies. My mommy said she's gonna get me toys made from tires or some hard stuff like that, that I can't chew up in 10 minutes. But I was treated like a little prince on my special day and I sure luv my pawrents. And I know my pawrents luv me!

Post Christmas

Well, I had a great Christmas with all the presents my pawrents gave me. Hope I hit it as good next Christmas. Maybe, if I keep tearing up all the toys I've got, I'll keep getting new ones. I got a floppy flying disk (tore it up), a Kong Wubba (tore it up already), Hoobie, who is my weiner dog (chewed off his hat already), some rawhides (chewed up too) and cookies (still have some left). My mom found another floppy disk on sale after Christmas and got it for me but won't let me have it unless we are playing with it together. I want to stop playing and chew on it and she takes it away from me. I don't get it. Aren't they suppose to be for me to chew on so I don't chew on the furniture, carpet, bedding and walls anymore? I sure need stuff to chew on. I like to chew. So if I can catch them off guard next time I have my 'stuff', I'm gonna chew, chew, cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew!

My journey into adulthood.

Well, pup pals, my pawrents didn't like me tryin' to mark my territory in our home, so guess what? They took me to this place that smells like all kinds a animals and left me. Next thing I know, I am feeling terrible and I have a cut with some kind of zigzag pattern sewn on me near my private parts. I am back home now and feel better but I will be leary if they try to take me there again. There's no place like home! Still like to try and hump my pawrents pillows. Now they're takin' them away from me. What am I to do?