Look! It's ME! In 3-D!!!
I showed you all my Christmas pressies. Now it's time to tell you what mama got: A new camera! The other one worked okay, but I kinda ate it. She managed to salvage it for a little while, but the battery door was broken so it was really hard to use it. I felt so bad I asked Santa Paws to bring her a new one. And bring her one he did! And guess what? It has a video feature!
Of course, the video thing is only good because now she can show the world how cute I am in THREE-D! She can't quite figure out why it got blurry in the upload, though. This was her very first attempt at videoing (with me as the subject, of course), so please parden the amateur-ity of it all.
And this next one (be patient, there's some dead space in this one) shows how I deal with someone trying to take my toy away. Don't worry, it's not violent.
Oh, and if you're wondering, the toy I'm playing with is one of the Flexa-Foam toys mama loves so much (since some of them last longer than 5 minutes in my mouth).

What do you think? Mama was hoping for a green or brown coat, but all she could find was red. Well, she said there were plenty of "fru fru" coats for girl dogs. But she said the red would have to do. I don't look fru fru, do I? It sure did help keep me warm in the car!
This is Helios over at Herbiesphere (









I wonder what was in that big package up there?
A new DOG BED! Mama says it's an orthopedic bed, to help prevent me from having joint problems later in life.
What's this, you ask? Santa Paws brings me a new dog bed and I revert to my old raggedy blanket? Don't worry, mama knows how attached I am to that blanket.
She wrapped the new bed in the blanket. She thinks that will help me adjust to the change.









This was Skipper, an Irish Setter, Golden Retriever and Collie mix. WOW he was a big dog! Mama said he was very nice and friendly, though. Except to Michael on the other street, but he kept teasing Skipper by poking a branch near his face.
This was Pepe, a French Poodle. Mama said this was the most difficult dog she'd ever had. They had to give him up because this is one dog they couldn't train: he was apparently food and toy aggressive (and he made everything his toy), and he bit mama once, and he scratched and bit through two solid wood doors! Mama says she's sad sometimes that they couldn't keep him, but he was just too tough for her family to deal with.
This is Mandy, who mama says her brother brought home one day when he found out her owner was going to shoot her! Can you imagine??????? Mama says she was a really good dog, like Skipper was and like I am. She says she'd play hide and seek with Mandy, who'd stay until called while mama went off and hid in the house. She tried to teach me that, but I can't stay quite that long just yet. She taught Mandy to speak, too, just like she taught me! She says I'd have really liked Mandy. 

That's exactly what it looks like, isn't it? I think I would have liked these dogs. Even if they were bigger than me! (I probably would have liked Pepe, too).








