I was never really that into the whole “reading” thing. Then Mama started reading this new book about a redhead. Now I can hardly wait for 8:15, when she brings it out and reads it for 15 minutes. There hasn’t been a single mention of an animal (other than a horse), but I’m hooked!
I need to apologize. Lately I’ve been a little on the negative side. I guess having an outlet for my thoughts is bringing out some things I usually keep hidden. I’m going to spend more time on the positive. Believe it or not, I’m a very upbeat dog. Read about my Tigger-ness here to see just what I mean. So today I’m going to focus on the positive. I have a family who spends every day with me. Sometimes they go to the beach or dance class or to church, but they come home and they snuggle me for awhile. I’ve stopped worrying they were going to abandon me, because they’ve proven they’ll stick around. I live in a place with no snow. You’d think a dog who looks so much like a wolf might not mind the snow, but I’ve heard about it and I don’t think I want to deal with it. I’m glad I’m where I am. I get the couch! One...
Hi, I’m Shadrach, and I have a deep, dark fear. It’s not hidden. The family is well aware of this fear. I know this because they’ve started freaking out about it, too. My favorite place to sleep is right in front of the couch. Then I’m close to the action, close to getting petted, but with the benefit of the cool tile floor. But being close to the action also puts me at risk of getting stepped on. Boy is the worst at this, because when he sits on the couch, his feet aren’t anywhere near the floor. The others are problems from time to time, but it’s usually Boy. And it’s scary to feel a pair of feet coming onto my back! So I yell. And I nip. I should clarify, I would never nip hard enough to make it hurt. Even as I’m seeing my fears come true, I would never, ever hurt my beloved family. But I do use my mouth to tell them I was there first....
Do you know how many pictures Mama took last Friday? 2471. Do you know how many have my beautiful fuzzy face? Zero. What on earth could possibly be as cute as me?
This town is getting too rough for me. The cats don’t back down when I walk by anymore. Someone get me a kinder, more gentle neighborhood, please?