I am a workin' dog

These are pictures of me at work.  Well, not this last one...I had a momentary lapse of judgment.

I love the blue porcupine ball.  It took me a while to figure out how to bite it.  It is jiggly and wiggly and makes my lips push up and it makes Nana laugh.

Sometimes I work so hard that I have to take naps.  Naps are great.  I take power naps and then I am up.  My friends like my soft glossy coat.  They pet me and pet me and sometimes they bury their faces into my neck and I sit very still. 

Nana says all that she has to do is stay out of my way.  I think all she has to do is go to the store for more treats.  Todd and me are hungry.

The Playroom!

I am growing.  We stopped at Dr. Oler's office and I climbed on the scale and now I weigh 58.7 pounds.  He gave me shots and gave Todd shots and I was ok but Todd is cranky.

So I have to "earn my kibble" is what Nana says.  I am not sure what that means except that my kibble is mine and I have to eat from my bowl.  Todd has his own kibble and I cannot eat out of his bowl.  I can't drink out of his bowl either.  Todd does not share.

I eat.  I like to eat.  I can eat 2 or 3 big scoops a day.  Each of my kibble bags weighs 30 pounds.  That is a lot of kibble.  I gain about 16 pounds per bag of kibble.  That is a lot of math. Good night.

Birds.

I am very fond of birds.  I watch them carefully and I don't ever chase them.  Even the quail are a no no.  I don't understand the birds though.  I wish I could fly.

There is an airport close to where I live and sometimes very large birds fly over.  They make a noise like my car so they might not be birds.  I don't bother to try and jump for them.
Birds are for watching.

I am growing up!

This is where I USED to sleep at night.  I didn't like it.  I had a nice blanket and stuff but Todd would walk around and sniff and I felt bad.  I am not a bad dog and I wanted to be free like Todd.  So I made a plan.

Nana says I need a routine.  So every night at 10, she lets me and Todd go outside.  She sniffs the air just in case the javalinas are there (oweee yuck, do they smell bad.  Bad).  Then we go on outside to do our business.  Then inside to bed, me to the crate and Todd to sleep in the bed with Nana.  Not fair.

So when I went outside I flopped down and played dead.  Nana came down the stairs in a hurrrrreee.  Haha, I had her.  Then she told me to get up.  I wagged my tail once to let her know that I was ok but intended to stay there.  She then went and got the leash and I went to bed in my crate.

The next night at 10, I flopped down on the sidewalk and played dead.  Nana said, "Oh No Bailey, nononoooo, up you get."  I wagged my tail twice.  She went and got the leash.
But I was ready this time.  I flopped inside the door.
Nana laughed and I knew that I had won.  She took off the leash and I slept by the door. Cooooool.
Toddie still slept on her bed.

You can't win them all!

This is my school yard

This is where I go to school.  It is very pretty and there are other dogs there who do something called "Agility Training".  The people who own the school yard are very nice to let us play here and we try to be responsible citizens.

Now I go to school!

Nana decided that I needed to learn to read and write.  Nah, I am just kidding, I am a dog. I don't have oppossible thumbs. 

Ms Jan Tomlinson is my teacher.  I love Ms. Jan and Cue too.  I am the Beautiful Dog next to her.  Although, Cue is pretty too.  Ms Jan is very good at teaching us to be obedient and kind. We have learned to sit, and stand and lay down, walk nice, don't pull out Nana's arm, do "puppy push-ups", and to not fraternise with the other dogs when we are supposed to pay attention.  I learned that I love treats and that I don't eat as much on Wednesdays as I do on Tuesdays.

I go to school on Tuesdays and I get lots of treats.

I thought Cue was spelt "Q" like on 007 because she was so clever.  She is not an 007 dog but she IS clever.

I am home now!

When we got home, Nana decided that I needed a few things.  I like shopping but I had to stay home.  I got locked up because, well, I am a puppy.

I got a new collar and new leash.

THEN I got to meet my new doctor.  I love my new doctor, Dr. Jerry Oler.  If I could talk I would call him Dr. Jerry but I can't talk.
I went to see Dr. Jerry and he weighed me and I weighed 44 pounds.  I am a big baby.  He gave me a good looking over and from tip of my nose to the tip of my tail he said I am in great shape. 
Thanks Dr. Oler!  You are the best!