Family Play

There are so many doggies that don’t have a furever home. I was one of the lucky ones. I don’t know all the details about what led us to cross paths on that one day back in September, but I am very grateful that my family and I found each other.

I would like to ask everyone who reads this post to consider saving a rescue dog, instead of buying one from a breeder. If I had one wish to make, it would be that all the homeless doggies would find a family of their very own.

Today was a great day. Mommy played with Nala and me a lot this afternoon, and we practiced training with the clicker. I think that Nala’s liking that clicker too — she already knows her commands and listens pretty well, but she sometimes ignores mommy. I think she tries to use that “can’t teach an old dog new tricks” excuse. But I know she’s only faking it. I can tell she understands everything.

I also played with my human sister lots. She took a toy bone and hid it underneath her legs, and I had to try and find it. The Find it game is so much fun. I’m able to practice using my nose and all my other doggie senses. I just love this game.

See the picture on the left? I was trying to catch the toy bone from underneath my human sister’s legs. Don’t I look vicious in that picture? Such big teeth I have!

I also played in my human sister’s room. I love balancing on the big blue ball and watching television at the same time! She always laughs when I lose my balance and roll off the ball onto the floor. I don’t mind when that happens — I just jump right back on and balance away!

My human sister lets me eat my bone on her bed, even though it can get pretty crowded up there. She must have a hundred stuffed animals all piled up near her pillows. I want to play with each one of them, but I can’t. They’re not for doggies. But I can dream, can’t I?

Later on we went outside to play. We ran around the pool, played hide-and-seek, and practiced the clicker some more. Like my mommy and daddy, my human sister always gives me lots of hugs. Look how big I am in that picture… I’m only 7 months old!

When we came inside, I went to my water bowl, but it was empty. I had to wait until it was filled up. Oh how I wish the crushed ice was working! Drat. No ice in my bowl… just water.

After I took a really long drink, I took a little nap. I can get comfortable sleeping anywhere, and since I was so tired, I fell asleep right in the middle of the floor.

Sweet doggie dreams, everyone!

Woofs & hugs,

~Bailey