Well I thought I would drop by and let you know how I'm doing. Harold adopted me 3 weeks ago. I have to say it's been quite an adventure. I think things will work out with him. I just have to do a little training and I think I'll have him wrapped around my paw.

Well let's just start with the biggest complaint I have. He keeps referring to my ears as “Flying Nun” ears. Do you think they look like that? I'm a puppy, I don't even know what the Flying Nun is, but I don't like people talking about my ears. He doesn't talk about President Obama's ears, why should he talk about mine? Tell me what you think. I'll get him to post a picture for me.

I do have a pay back or two for him. First, those puppy pads he keeps putting out. I'll let him think I trying to use them and that my aim is off. Truth be told, I'm going pee and poop on the floor right next to the pad so he has to clean it up, but I won't be in trouble.

I have gotten to see the country with him. So far I've been in 18 states and we have traveled 7719 miles. It shouldn't take but a month or so to log enough miles to have traveled around the world. I really would like to see the ice bergs that the nice lady posted about last week.

Speaking of ice, do you know what he made me do? Well a couple times a day we take a nice long walk. Now I do like the moon light walks around the rest areas. He will sit and play with me and the moon is so nice. However, the other day we were in NJ and he made me walk on ice! Can you believe he did that? He didn't take his shoes off and walk barefoot, why should I? I guess he finally figure out my little paw pads were freezing off because he finally picked me up and carried me back to the truck. I sure hope he doesn't do that again anytime soon.

Wait, wait, I almost forgot. Saturday we were sleeping and do you know where he parked? He parked under the tornado storm warning sirens. We were so cozy in bed and then they started blasting. Do you know what that does to my ears? Here we go again with the ears.

I have to say, the food with him is better. I don't look like I belong in a Gulag anymore. When we first hooked up I was really hungry. I wasn't eating well. I was so bad that it was 3 days before I started pooping. I think he was a little worried about me.

Well I'm eating well now. He got all those flees off me so I don't scratch anymore, and I got a bath so I don't smell bad any more. I guess he is taking care of me. So I did decide to do him a favor. I don't pee in the bed anymore. You know how it is. As soon as you open your eyes you have to go. Anyway, I have started jumping down and using the puppy pad. Besides he was going to make me start sleeping on the wet spot. I'm only 2 months old, I don't know what a wet spot is.

This weekend we are in Miami, FL. He is not going to take us to the beach. Something about bike week and traffic. Well I'm going to play with my squeaky toy for a few minutes then take a nap. If you happen to see us in a rest area stop us and say hi. 

XXXOOO

Neena