I Think I'm Getting Old

December 1st was my birthday, as near and mommy and daddy can tell. I turned 5 this year. I still run really fast. And I jump on stuff. But mommy says I am slower and don't get on the bed so much as I used to. Why would I jump clear up on that high bed when I can step up on that pretty leather couch in the livingroom? It is just as comfy and I can still keep an eye on the whole house.

That little cat still hasn't gone away. As long as she doesn't try to eat my food I don't really care if she's around. Sometimes she sleeps on the big bed, but I can make her leave. It is easy to make her run away. Except sometimes. If she is cranky and I get too close then she scrapes her claws across my nose. That hurts. So I bark at her. And then she leaves. Silly cat.

What is this animal?

The Best View

I love to lay on Mommy and Daddy's bed. They have a big, comfy king size bed and it's really tall. When I lay here I can see out of the sliding glass doors. I have really, really good eyesight and can even see my friend Robber when he is playing across the street.

When I see people and their dogs walking on the path behind my house I growl at them. Mommy doesn't like it when I growl. I don't know why. I am just trying to protect my family.

Upcoming move

Well, it's not clear yet when we will be moving. Daddy got a new job and I don't really understand what is going on. They said I was a good doggie when we moved here from Maryland. It was a long trip. I hope I can be a good doggie again. Riding in the car gets tiring sometimes, but I always let them know when I need a potty break. I just want a yard with a fence so I can play alone without the leash.