I have moved

Just a brief post to let you know that I’m still here. We moved most of our stuff on Saturday, then spent two more days getting the leftovers out. Tuesday was the WORST! Mom and I cleaned the house for 12 hours. I barely had the strength to drag the last of my stuffies out to the truck, 12 hours! I am so pooped from this whole process that I think my left ear is the only part that doesn’t ache! All I want to do is lie in bed and watch animal planet.
I was getting nervous when all my stuff kept getting packed away but I started to feel better again on Saturday night when all my blankets showed up in my new room. Mom was even kind enough to remember to put out some of her dirty clothes for me, just so I would feel more comfortable. I was so patient during the move that Mom bought me a surprise. It’s a blue Giraffe from IKEA. I guess that in Sweden the Giraffes are blue, I wonder what color a Swedish Airedale is? I have to go nap now, all this typing is wearing me out. You should hear from me regularly again starting next week.

French Fry's

Mom asked to see my collar for a min and she added some new bling.

Now I’ve got an address tag, a rabies tag (even thought I don’t have rabies), a license tag (Mom still won’t let me drive) and a chip tag (which tastes nothing like chips). Now when I walk down the street everyone knows how important I am by how much I jingle. The bad thing is that now Errol knows when I’m coming and has time to hide. He must have found a new hiding place because I can never spot him anymore like I used to.
I made a new discovery this weekend as well.
French Fry’s.
“what’s a French fry” I said. Yummy I like to eat them sideways, that way I get the flavor all the way across my tongue.
Nom nom nom What do you mean it’s empty? Are you sure there aren’t any in there? Mom did you try looking under the carton? Maybe there is a french fry underneath? I was soo appreciative of the french fry’s that the next day I helped with laundry. See you all soon.

A Visit with the Diamond Dogs

Last night I got to go to Mom’s friend Matt’s house. He has two French Bull Dog’s and they are named Karat and Nugget, just like a diamond. I don’t have pictures of them but this is how they looked.
Karat is white and Nugget is very dark brindle.

When I walked in the front door they came charging at me together. They really know how to work together to be intimidating! They make such a good team, that I was so frightened, I peed on the floor and tried to climb up my Mom’s leg. My mom (unlike me) is a believer in tough love and wouldn’t pick me up! She just kept ignoring me and petting the other dogs! Once I got over the initial shock I had lots of fun playing with them! So much fun that sometimes Tracie would have to make me calm down and hang out with her. There were lots of people there to pet me but mostly they were watching the TV. Eventually I got bored so I started “looking for trouble” as my mom says. Really I was just trying to have some fun and decided to chomp on mom’s sneakers to stay occupied! I was on my almost best behavior all night and I hope I get to go back again soon! Next time I’ll make sure Mom brings the camera.
I really like living at my new house and I think it’s time I started pulling my weight around the place. I’ve already helped redecorate the upstairs hall with the stuffing I skillfully retrieved from Mr. Raccoon. Now I would like to be able to help in the kitchen.
I can help with the dishes.

How does this soap dispenser work?
OH! I get it. You put the soap in that little flap thingy.
First we need to do a rinse cycle.
What can I say, I love my people and I love to help.
Until I see you next time,
Love Diggers