On My Way

Zeeter wants that toy at the window my foster mom got for me. Zeetie just takes all new toys even though they are for me. That seems to be a rule she made. In fact, if she decides she wants any of the toys, new or old, she just takes whatever she wants.

I now know what a dishwasher is.

I walk pretty well on a leash. However, we went out to some bush where there were tons and tons of new smells. I just wanted to run, and find out to whom they belonged. They wouldn't let me, though. I would get too excited to come back, although I would eventually, I'm pretty sure but they weren't taking that chance. Go figure.

After that big walk in the bush, I was very tired, as were my dog pals.

We just returned from our walk. Look, four of us can fit in the back of the car.

Where am I at after only two weeks in Canada, living in a house, and getting to be the puppy I didn't get to be before BETA took me in?

I am pretty good at going upstairs, and downstairs but need to take my time.

I decided I didn't like spending my nights sleeping in my crate, and made that very clear at 3:00 one morning. Haha, I won. I get to sleep next to my fosters' bed on my own bed, now. This is the best because I am close to them, and I sleep right through the night.

I am becoming pretty confident in my surroundings. I'll even challenge all the house dogs just to see where I stand. Well, so far, I'm still at the bottom of the dog pole. Zeetie will ignore me because I'm a silly puppy. Sometimes. Other times, she lays into me when I purr at her. She is so unpredictable. Max doesn't understand me, and well, Trickster tries to avoid me because I'm a silly puppy. If he can't, he gets pretty mad at me.

I have, what I thought, were a lot of toys (okay, Zeetie's toys). I need a few more, though. Those squeakers don't last forever. And, I found some toys called shoes, too. They are pretty tasty, but they took those all away from me.

On house-training. I have my fosters fairly well-trained that when I circle fast and whine, I need to go pee. They are finally learning how often I need to go out. I don't like to pee in the house, and they should know that.

Me with a few of my toys. Zeetie lets me play with these. Sometimes.