Week 3 (Buddy's Perspective)

Hello - You have been reading about me - the runt, misfit, crazy dog, etc That's what my sister calls me. Typical sibling stuff.

Well this girl that I used to play with, (untying her bathing suit top and dragging it around the yard and drinking her Mt Dew out of a straw) from a long time ago took me away from my home a couple of weeks ago. She was nice, so I went with out a fight, but didn't know what was going on really.

I miss my big ol' duplex house and my massive yard in TN and the guy that fed me all the time and watching the child at play in the the pool. But I am happy here too.

This lady, brought me to her house and she has a guy and a big dog who live with her. I was scared at first and never wanted to be away from her. I don't think I slept for two days when I got there.

Since then, I have adjusted well and even learned not to pee inside. (A new thing for me). I have been to the vet, had something terrible done to my private area and my teeth cleaned. When I woke up I was missing a tooth too. That thing had been hurting for a while but just assumed it was something that comes with age. I am old you know. Although, you wouldn't know it compared this big dog I live with now. She sleeps a lot more than me.

I have been doing a lot of new stuff since I moved in with this lady. I have a new leash, that I hate - I have no control and can't run off. But I have been on walks, in car rides (and not just to go to the vet!), and a new concept - doggie daycare. We had never heard of this - the country dogs I chat with in TN. There were dogs everywhere, all kinds. And by all kinds I don't just mean breeds, like snooty dogs, neurotic dogs, and even scared dogs. I just pranced around and kept an eye on the big dog I live with to protect me. It was fun...until this girl put me in the bath thing. I hate bathes, I tolerate them with the nice lady, but that's it. I got in big trouble cause I snapped at the girl. Then they cut all my hair off!! I have never had a hair cut. I feel like I lost 5 pounds.

I wasn't sure about this new "due" until I got home. The guy that lives there loved my new look and hugged on me and kissed me. He hasn't paid much attention to me until now. (FYI from Melissa - Rich likes clean dogs)

I am tired of talking and need to run out and pee and sniff a bit - talk to you soon.

If the man who used to care of me reads this - Thanks - I got a perfect health report. You did a great job.