Honest Scrap Award

Um, thanks Garrett. Darby was tagged with the Honest Scrap Award. She has to tell 10 truths. This should be good for a 4 month old puppy. And here's Darby...

1. I'm cute and I know it. I like being the center of attention.

2. I think I could beat anydog in an eating contest.

3. I really like my Cardigan brothers and sisters, but my Uncle Nick belongs to me. I own him, and he loves it.

4. Sometimes, just because I'm little, I still have to wake mom up in the night. But usually by the time I wake her up, I have to 'pologize cuz I couldn't wait.

5. I am the undefeated, blue-corgi wrestling champion of the world.

6. I like to pretend I'm a cat, and walk around and through mom's feet, and stop right in front of her to hear her curse and see her dance around. She says she's trying not to squash me, but I think it's funny.

7. I love to drag things around the house. The bigger the better. My favorite is trying to pull a big square dog bed through the cat door of the baby gate. So far, I haven't made it happen, but I'm determined.

8. I didn't used to like meeting new people because I was scared. But now I just can't help myself from running up to people and jumping up to get their attention. I like the new me!

9. At night, I'm kind of a 'fraidy dog when mom takes me on a walk. Last night I jumped straight in the air when a big stick jumped out of the dark in the front yard. I tried to pretend I knew it was just a stick so nobody would laugh at me.

10. The tenth truth I'm here to tell you today, well, it's absolutely, positively the honest truth. You know that sleeping bag that mom hung out on the line to dry? Well, I had NOTHIN' to do with it. I'm telling you I absolutely did NOT pull it off the line, drag it around the yard in the dirt, and then methodically pull all the stuffing out. No. I. Did. Not. It must have been one of the dumb corgis. I keep telling mom that I was trying to HELP, and put the stuffing back IN the sleeping bag. THE END

Darby It Is...

Hey, it's me, Darby. Did you hear that??? I have a name! It's about time, I gotta tell you how awful it is to be "Hey You," or "Puppy." However, mom still calls me The Muffin a lot, so I'm thinking I'll still be hearing that for a while!

Working Like a Dog

She may not have a name yet, but she's still got to earn her keep.

Meet Baby Who???

Umm, well, hold it. I know I introduced the puppy as Elliott/Ellie, but it seems there may be a change in store. It's not so bad, considering I haven't really used the name much yet, and the puppy is completely clueless about who she is. But when there are multiple people involved, things can change, so until further notice, the baby is back to being called "Puppy puppy." sigh.
OK, so I'm late in official introductions, but this is ??????? Well, she'll be known as ????? most days, unless she's in trouble and warrants a three syllable name . She arrived from Florida with the kind help of Allen, who was travelling through on his way to Canada with his Beagle "Xena" and his cat. It seemed meant to be when Allen mentioned to Cheryl that he was driving to Canada, not even knowing that a puppy needed a lift to Kansas City. He was such a good sport and agreed to travel about 1,200 miles with an 11 week old puppy who had never been on a road trip before. Thanks Allen!
So far, ???? is a good puppy, and since the poor thing moved here from Florida and had to endure our 5 inches of snow right off the bat, I'm very glad that she picked up on the dog litter box instantly, without a single accident in her pen. I love smart puppies, but it does worry me to think about yet another smarty pants puppy in the house!

5 Inches of Snow

Yay... another snow storm. The dogs love it, but all I can think about is the inevitable mud when the temps hit 70 next week.

"Look at ME, Uncle Kane. I can run fast too!"

"Is there something on my nose? I can't see it but I know something's there!"
"Wait for me!"