Hard Day at Work

That tennis ball doesn't chase itself you know.

Reno Santa Crawl

I stayed home with Heidi-girl while my old man went out to celebrate his birthday with a few thousand of his closest friends dressed as Santa.  Next year I am going to be an integral part of the manger scene costumes.

I'm ONE year old!!!

Make up your own lame seven in dog years joke but I'm still ONE.  Woohoo.  It was touch and go for a while there but I am back to my normal self.  My Aunt Ann bought me this sweet king costume for my birthday.  Given the size she bought, she must think I am a lap dog.

Almost a year old.

Its been almost a year.  I still hang around chewing stuff although bully sticks are my favorite.  I cant seem to control my tongue when sleepy.

There's water inside the house!

No need to head outside with a perfect watering hole right here in the house.

Check out my new teeth. They don't hold my tongue in though.

I am a GRADUATE

Ok, its only puppy kindergarten but its a start!  Woo Hoo.  I won the musical chairs competition and kicked ass on the obstacle course as well.  The down-stay competition didn't go so well but that's ok.  Here are a couple pics of me with my other classmates and my old man.