My New Digs

Well, here I am after my first night in our new place! This is my front window and there lots and lots of people that walk by with their doggies and it's on a bus line, so the TV watching...well, I feel like I got cable!  

The neighbor has two cats that laze outside on the sidewalk, giving me a chance to practice my alarm...Alert! Alert! There's a C-A-T!!

It was a pretty nice first night. I impressed mum by not being anxious and whiny (she said I was awful that last night in our old place). I suppose she might be right...I was tad bit anxious. 

And I think I'm going to like the fella living with us. When he got home from work late last night I woke mum up because my tail was wagging so fast on the bed!

Thanks for all your good thoughts and advice! I think this is going to work out just fine! Once were all settled maybe I can give you a tour!

Poor Me

We are moving. Mum's been packing. And packing. And packing. It's been upsetting me...I've never lived anywhere except our cute little apartment downtown. And now our cute little apartment downtown looks like it's been ransacked...my bed is in a box, my toys have been "downsized". What if I don't like our new home? What if it smells funny? Mums fella is moving with us, so that will be nice, but what if he forgets to feed me when mum is away. Can you see why my Scottie head is so troubled? 

In the Dog House

Mum came home and found these scraps on the floor...

It WAS a snapshot of her grandfather from his days in the Navy during WWII. He was one of her favorite people on earth. The photo was close to 70 years old. I ripped it up today and she's really sad and upset with me. Think I can make it up to her? It made her cry and use HBO words :(

Me Want Cookies!

Mum got me new cookies! (I ran out of the old ones)

Here I am trying to open them

I'm blurry because I'm moving so fast to get into my cookies! (And mum is a bad photog)

She finally pitched in and helped me. Crunch. Crunch. Swallow. 

Happy Saturday everyone, I'm going to visit Grampie today! Hope you all get some cookies too!

My Visit With Grammie

She remembered! And I was a real good boy, so she said I could come along to visit Grammie. It was an hour drive to get there, so I settled down in the car with my seat belt on 

We finally got there, and mum told me I had to be very very careful not to jump on Grammie cause I could hurt her. So I stayed down...I would have felt terrible if I went all that way to cheer her up and hurt her instead!

I got to sit in the chair and watch out the window. No bun buns out there, so I did not have to sound any alerts. Mum said she was thankful for that, and I didn't understand why. I always protect her from bun buns...

We had to ride in this box that went up and down to get to Grammies room. I have been in one once before, but I still thought it was strange. Mum giggled when I hopped over the gap in the floor...I was just trying to be safe!

It was a good trip and my Grammie thinks maybe she will be able to go home soon!! Thanks for all your prayers and POTP for her! It's working!

Waiting

Mum says that I can go with her to visit Grammie at the rehab place she is at!! She can't go home yet because there are steps to get in the house, so Grampy has been living like a bachelor. 

I'm just waiting here like a good boy until Thursday when mum says we can go!