Danny Kang Zipped In

Faith and I shared a room with this boy, Danny, when she first moved us here to NYC.  Now, Danny comes over to our place sometimes to play.  Faith kept trying to get me to go into this new boxy thing she brought into our home, but I wasn't having it.  The first time Danny saw it?  Jumped right in and asked to be zipped up.  Fine by me, as long as I don't get zipped up in that thing!  Faith assures me that I'll enjoy it once I realize it's my own little safe den.  It will take some more convincing before I'm ready to try it out...

Saturday morning: Inn at the Ridge

Do you see it??  I see it.  Is it a man?  Where's his head?  Faith calls it a scarecrow.  Doesn't look like any kind of bird to me.  Also, Faith refused to let me pee on the tomatoes by the headless man.  Geesh!

Coming soon: Weekend Upstate & Newborn Poodles

Faith tells me I'm going with her this weekend somewhere upstate, but I don't really know what upstate means.  I also hear it's at a bed and breakfast but I don't know what that means either. She showed me this picture of newborn poodles who she says arrived at the b&b about a month ago...

And I DO KNOW what that means!!  Dogs to sniff!  Faith wonders if I will be growly or playful with these little ones (and any other dogs up there this weekend), but I'm not telling.  I don't plan these things out.  I just let my doggy senses guide me -- that's how I roll. Faith will try to be all calm-energy and relaxed, thinking she has some sort of control over me.  While I do try to please her and do what she asks, sometimes she just doesn't know the dog-world things that are going on inside of me and the dogs around me.  We have our own set of social ethics.  I'm good with that.  Faith is learning to be...