They call me spoiled....

Everyone say's I'm spoiled and Mommy says nope! Spoiled pups have no manners! I am pampered not spoiled. :) I have perfect manners... well... most of the time!

My life right now is so much different from my racing life. I have 3 huge dog beds, the biggest crate that they make, tons of these things called toys (I'm still trying to figure out how to play with them), and I always have a rawhide to chew on. I learned how to 'beg' for food from the cat! They laugh at me since I only beg for cereal right now...

I know how to sit, lay down, and wait. I love to go visit strangers! Those strangers keep getting scared of me though... :( I am an expert car jumper! Car rides are so much fun. I don't even care if my nose gets frozen in the wind.

I do get scared and lonely when my parents are at work. The neighbors sometimes even hear me crying. I started having to wear my muzzle in my new beautiful crate. My parents are worried I might hurt my teeth chewing on it, plus that was an expensive crate! I just have to get used to things again. The holidays threw me off, it's hard to remember what normal is again.

Here are some more pics of my pamperedness!

This home stuff.....

Well on Saturday 1/3/09 I will have officially had my very own family for 3 months! It's amazing the crazy stuff that has happened to me.

So far I've dug a hole in the front door (shh.. we don't talk about that anymore) Eaten a metal crate ( I just was telling Mom and Dad that I wanted a bigger and better one) Tried to eat a kitty, but know now that they are friends, not food. Those kitties are funny little creatures.

I met a couple crazy loud dogs named Max and Belle. I might had bitten Belle in the butt this past weekend... but she jumped on my head and was asking for it! We really do like each other. Max is a big dog. He constantly barks and barks and barks. He always is pestering those humans for a biscuit or rawhide or some loving. His barks are so loud they make the windows rattle. Max the tank really needs to learn some manners. A week ago I was standing politely like I was told to in front of the open back door at Max and Belle's house. Waiting for Mommy to stop talking and take me home. Max just went barreling right through me! Went between my hind legs picked me up and carried me on his back down the stairs! Once a realized I was outside I ran back in to make sure Mom wasn't mad at me. I tried to wait I really did! Mom and all the other humans were laughing really hard so I don't think they were mad at me.

Max and Belle also have an evil kitty named Cutie Cat. This feline is much more evil than my 2 are. (my kitties, sounds good doesn't it?) Anyway, Cutie Cat smacked me in the nose on Christmas morning! I didn't even do anything. I know not to look at or walk up to , or chase those kitties. She walked right up to me sniffed me like we were going to be friends then bam.

I got her back though! Mom and Dad left me over there all by myself with the craziness on Sunday. They had to go to a Christening (whatever that is) and it was far far away. I was laying on the sleeping bag by the Christmas tree and I see her sneaking up on me out of the corner of my eye. Creeping closer and closer.... I looked Grandpa in the eye (kinda telling him to 'watch this') then turned and gave a single bark to Cutie Cat. HAHAHAHA little furball ran upstairs as fast as she could. I didn't even have to move a muscle. Just laid there like a good pup and watched her run away. It's all in the timing....

Pics of me and my new friends!

Changing of the blog!

My blog is now going to be written by Rainy. :)