Just another day on the ranch

My foster dad worked outside today and I got to keep him company. Truth be told, I ran around with Cooper and Buster while he worked. I got to play in the back yard and roll in the grass. I love grass!

My foster brothers and I ran and ran all day. We got to play with the horses and I didn't even roll in poop. My foster folks were very happy.

My foster dad tried to take a picture of me sitting on the John Deere lawn tractor. I was scared and didn't want to stay. Cooper did it and made me look bad. He's such a suck up.

And as usual I slept like a king.

I'm the energizer bunny.

It's 9:45 and I finally stopped playing...nope, here I go again

I'm a finicky eater

My foster folks keep trying to give me canned food so I can take my pills. I've decided I don't like canned food. I prefer to have my pills in meatloaf...thank you very much!

I learned where I stand

It was another great day. My foster brothers and I stayed in the dog run all day...much to my chagrin. I was playing with Cooper later that evening and apparently made him mad. He growled at me and then we had a stare-down. Cooper won and I acknowledged that he has a higher ranking in the pack.

Peaches is starting to play with me. At first I was really scared. I thought she might be mad at me. But I think she actually likes me.

She sometimes decides that playtime is over and reminds all of us that we need her permission to be rambunctious.

The best day ever

Well today is one for the record books. We were left home alone for the first time. I spent a good part of the morning playing with Buster and Cooper. And then I had an "ah ha" moment. I remembered that I could dig under the fence and explore. I dug a hole big enough for my foster brothers to get through. We spend the rest of the day exploring the property. I discovered horse manure. It's like pure gold...the best thing ever. I rolled and rolled in it. My side was matted with poo and I even had some in my ear.

My foster folks came home and the 3 Amigos (me and my foster brothers) gave them a welcome home party at the gate. They didn't look happy, but we sure were happy to see them.

My foster dad did some fiddling around in the back yard. He totally ruined my fun by installing an electric fence. And then he had the nerve to give me a bath. The smell of horse manure is like a fine perfume and it gets better with age. The nerve of some people.

I did get the best nights sleep ever.

I visit the vet

My foster dad took me to the vet at 3:00 today. I jumped out of the truck over my foster dad's shoulder and he couldn't hold onto the leash. I had a fabulous adventure running across Parker Road (all 6 lanes), investigated a car lot and marked a few fences. My foster dad was yelling at me (I have no idea why) and cars were honking. Whatever -- I was having a blast. Some guy finally wrangled me in and I was taken to the vet. The doctor confirmed that I have kennel cough and I'm on a bunch of medications. I'll feel better soon!

Memorial Day

I should probably take a minute to introduce my foster brothers & sister.

Peaches - she's a little schnauzer and told me right away that she is boss in this house. I've been staying away from her...but I know she'll welcome me sooner or later.

Buster - he's second in command. He's a 7 year old yellow lab. He likes to bark at me when we play. It drives my foster people nuts sometimes.

Cooper - he's a 2 1/2 year old Weimaraner. He's as crazy as me. Very hyper and fun to play with.

We spent Memorial day playing in the house because it was raining. We were rough-housing and actually moved the sofa. Whoops!

I'm feeling a little under the weather and my foster mom thinks I might have kennel cough. She's going to call the vet for me tomorrow.

Adoption Day

I was sitting in my kennel with an obnoxious puggle just waiting for the people that put me on hold to come back and take me home. I got sadder every hour I waited for them to show up.

A lot of people were looking at me through the window but no one was coming to get me. Finally I was taken out of my kennel and introduced to new people. They took me outside and gave me lots of attention.

I don't speak people but I was pretty sure they were thinking of taking me home. I had to wait until the next day to meet my new foster brothers and make sure we all got along. I immediately fell in love with them and knew I had found a new home.

The next day was the dreaded surgery...ugh! Then my new foster folks picked me up. I was supposed to be quiet and avoid activity, but I just couldn't contain myself. I explored the house and spent the rest of the day playing. I love my new foster family.