Playing in the rain, and other fun stuff.

So the recent deluge of wind & rain has made Astoria Park a huge pile of mud. Dad doesn't look very happy when we're out for a walk, but I think it's awesome! I especially love to run around Dad in circles & splash water & mud in all directions.

I've successfully chewed my first toy to death. It survived about a week and a half. I got bored with it last night, though and left it in the park somewhere in the mud & rain. Dad said that it was my decision, but that we aren't coming back for it. I have a feeling that I'll be able to talk Dad into buying me some new toys... :)

Dad got a little nervous over the past few days, because he thought I might have a contagious form of mange. He had noticed a few bumps on himself, so I guess he assumed the worst. I'm starting to think that Dad might be a drama queen. He went to the doctor today, who said it was probably just flea bites. Dad was happy because he had already started me with flea, tic & heartworm medication the other day; now he just has to keep an eye on my brothers (the cats).

I'm really hating the gates & crate, especially when Dad is home; I make him push me behind the gate when he wants me to go there, and I like to stand on my hind legs and lean over the top of the gate and stare at him. I know I'm working his guilt & I'm pretty sure I'll wear him down soon. He has already compromised by giving me a bed to lay on in the living room. He's trying to teach me "bed," which I think means he wants me to stay on the new spot. I get it, but sometimes I try to sneak closer to him & the cats.

Dad's also trying to teach me "stay." I'm not quite sure I've figured this one out yet.

Dad said we're probably going home the weekend after Easter, when the roads are quieter.

Anyway, it's all going well. I'm really looking forward to nicer & warmer weather; I want to meet more doggy neighbors & stay outside longer.

End of my first week

It has been 8 days since I left my friends in Yonkers & moved in with my new dad. I think I'm starting to get comfortable with my new surroundings. Dad pets me a lot and likes to kiss the top of my head. He also has offered me many different kinds of treats including cooked pig's ears & freeze-dried lamb lung. He always makes a funny face when he watches me eat them. I'm not sure what his problem is, but I really like them!

I met some more of Dad's friends today (he called them Hinson & Michael). They were both very nice, but I'm a little suspicious of the Asian one; he started drooling when he saw me. The big white one was very nice to me & kept telling me I have a big head, which of course was a compliment (what else could it be?).

Earlier in the day, Dad disappeared for a while & came back with some white powder stuff. He mixed it into some yummy food and gave it to me. He said that the doctor wants me to take it for worms. I don't know what that means, but the food was really good, so who cares. The doctor did tell Dad that I am heartworm-free, which he said is a big relief. No evidence of fleas or tics either. Overall, the doctor said I was in very good health & very well socialized; she seemed surprised, but I know that I'm a classy gal.

Dad has been letting me sit in the living room with him at night, which is really awesome! So much better than the crate I have to stay in when he's gone. I feel safe in the crate, since I lived in one for a year at the shelter, but I really love hanging out with Dad & my two brothers. Sometimes I make Dad drag me back into the kitchen; I want to make sure he knows I prefer his company.

Dad said that I have to go to another place soon to visit my grandparents and other relatives. He said he wasn't sure if we were going next weekend or the one after, but that he would tell me soon. It sounds pretty nice there, but four hours in a car might make me really sick.

I have some pretty fun toys to play with & chew on. I'm trying to learn how to chew without destroying my toys so quickly. My favorite toy is already near death. I had a really good time killing it though!

Anyway, there's probably more, but that's all I can think of for now.  I will post some more again soon.

Welcome to Penelope's blog!

Thank you for visitng this site to read about my new life in Astoria. My new dad, Barry, will be writing the updates (since I haven't learned to read or write yet).

I hope you visit often & leave comments!

Penelope (aka Ms. Cruz)