Well...woweeee! Fostermom has been working non-stop for a few weeks now, so she hasn't updated my blog. It's okay though, because I've helping her with all the long hours she's working on her laptop. Oh, that's right – I took on ANOTHER job! My new job is to sit with her and keep her motivated. If it weren't for laying with her while she works and letting her stroke my chin and rub my ears, she wouldn't be able to do the work that she does.

A lot has gone on over the last while. We went to the groomer. She looked at me right away and realized that I hadn't been well-loved before Misty Creek came along. There were a lot of mats in my coat and even with all the brushing that I was loving from the foster family, I had my undercoat tangled and was just a mess. No wonder I felt so crummy. She shaved me (so now I look a little like a HUGE terrier – BLECH!) and I'm feeling like a million bucks. Sure...I don't look it, but I will once my coat grows back in all full and beautiful. Foster mom is rubbing me all the time with nice oils to keep my skin happy and to help my coat come back just right! I'm a pretty spoiled boy!

I also went to the Vet. She was really nice and they took such good care of me. Of course, it helps that I'm so willing to put up with anything. They found out that my hips aren't so good (duh!) but that, for the most part, I'm in great shape for my age. I had a nasty cough when I got there, but the Vet gave me some pills to take with my breakfast and supper, and I'm much better now. Foster mom is so proud of me because she can just put my medicine in with my food and I'll eat it like a good boy.

I've been doing more and more walking with my people. Now that the extra hair is gone, I'm boogying boy! I have to say, it's been a very relaxing few weeks. I finally got to spend some time with my foster dad's parents. Nana and Papa thought that I was just the most perfect dog for seniors because I'm so content to just laze about and be adored. I spent most of the day with them just laying at their feet and getting spoiled. Nana wasn't sure about my medicine, so she just put it in her hands with my kibble. Boy was she ever surprised how gentle I am! LOL

Oh! And someone started a nasty rumor about me not being good with smaller dogs. Well...I certainly poo-pooed that today! Foster mom's cousin brought her little spaniel over for lunch. He certainly was scared, but we got along just fine. He had a sniff of me, I had a sniff of him and that was the end of it. Who would possibly say I'm a meanie? Obviously someone took a big swig of stupid because I'm the most loving boy and I wouldn't hurt a fly! I love everyone too much!

Well...whether you have cats, dogs, kids, or all or none – I'm just going to be a great friend and a great companion to you. Won't you give me a chance to show you?