Almost Seven Months Old

This is me in my back yard,

investigating spring.

Which is exciting and all,

but when did you say the snow will be coming back again...?!?

mmm...

yummy yellow things...

What else do they do?

*playfully pounces*

. . .

Six and a half Months Old

~Me & Mom on Mothers Day~

You'd think we like each other

or sumfin...!!

*snuggles*

Six Months Old

Mom wanted to capture my first haircut on film, but it was soooo windy we both thought I was going to blow away!

Last Big Snow Fall for 2008

Picture this. It's March 2008. You are 4 1/2 months old, and it's time to go to the school yard and play with your most favoritist 3 year old big-brother in the whole universe (Wiscus, shown on the right). So you are already really excited and happy, right? And then, you take a step outside and realize there's a good two more feet of that oh-so-good, icy-freezy-snow, than there was the last time you were out! *wags tail juss thinkin about it*

Me at 11 weeks old

Mom wanted me to post this pic 'cause it makes her smile so much. There's no real story to go with it, it's just me right before I turned 3 months old... Now that I look more closely, I think I *am* starting to look a bit more growed up and dignified here... You can tell too, right?

My First Bath

My first bath (on New Years Eve 2007, at 9 weeks). Aw, must have been a halmark moment... NOT! I squirmed and protested so much, that I think Mom got more of a bath than I did.
Which reminds me - I'd like to speak to

who ever invented these, these horrid bath things anyway!

Baths - who needs 'em!

...Specially when you're blessed with good puppy stinks naturally...

*tilts head*

Exploring My New Forever Home

Just to catch you up some - This was me the first day Mom brought me home from my birth parents. I was only 8 1/2 weeks old, but I was already almost 10 lbs. Which makes me a really big boy, for a mini-whoodle!

My mom wanted me in her life sooooo bad, that she woke up really early one day so she could come and meet me. First, she traveled on a local bus that took her to the subway. Then she took the subway all the way to the end of the line, and got on a shuttle bus. The shuttle bus, helped her get to a really big bus, which drove her across many cities and many towns. When that big bus had taken her as far as it could, she got on another bus! and travelled even farther! - as far as *that bus* could go! And then, after all of that travelling, she climbed into a taxi, and the taxi driver, brought her the rest of the way so that *finally* we got to meet!!! ... *pants*

I liked meeting my mom. She was so happy to play with me and all of my other brothers and sisters (and with my birth parents and their friends too)... But I kinda got concerned for a bit when it looked like even though Mom was happy to meet all of us, that it looked like she was going to leave without me! And that juss didn't feel like that was what was supposed to happen. But, since I can't control people and what they are going to do, I juss carried on being myself, and rolled around, doing summersaults, over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again (hey, it's a fun thing to do - it makes you all silly and wobbly!). An I was having so much fun, taking juss a little break from twirling every once in a while to nudge-bug my sister, to see what she would do, that I didn't even realize Mom had been watching me, an before I knew it, Mom was picking me up an asking me if I wanted to come home with her! I was like "well, yeah!" (duh! *tilts head*).