WOW! It's been a looooong time...

... since I posted here.

Well, you know, busy growing, digging and chasing cats!

Actually, the only thing true, is the growing part.
I am 8 months old now and just hit 90 pounds on the scale. Jay is working on a second mortgage to pay for the food bill!
And I think it's a good thing my tail got clipped right away, anything on the coffee table would be in the line of fire. Heck, a couple of months from now stuff on the dinner table would be at risk!



Diggin' I don't do much because Jay and Cindy obviously don't like me doing it in the yard - I am pulling some weeds though, they don't mind that at all. Go figure...


As for chasing cats, heeeelll NO - those things scare the bejeezus ( is that a word? ) out of me.
The other night I hopped onto the bed and there was Kiki. Next thing I know I got one on the nose... Hey, I didn't see the little brat there!
Oh well, I just give the furry bastard a slightly wider berth for a while.

Anyways, I am doing great and people always stop and give me nice compliments - I guess I am a real stud.
I get a lot of exercise. Between walking in the morning for half an hour, the dog park in the afternoon for a couple of hours and the half hour walk at night I am burning calories like Arnold in his prime. And I look just as ripped too.
As a matter of fact, those Great Danes at the dog park don't have a prayer anymore!
I guess it pays off that Jay takes me out no matter what the weather is like - sometimes I think he is a little crazy when he drags me out in the freezing rain. I would be happy to just do my business in the back yard!

Since I posted last time, I found out that the AKC actually recognizes me as an official mix-breed. They call me a St.Weiler - how lame is that? St. Bernweiler is OK, Rottenard is fine too. But St.Weiler??? GIVE ME A BREAK!

Thanksgiving was sorta bummer because I didn't get to go with Cindy and Jay to the bay area, but I got to stay with my friendly neighbor Tom and visited his family with two big dogs. I really like Tom and it all went well. But I think he was not too happy when I tried to dig out one of his brand new Rhododendrons - Hey, I thought it was a weed...

After 5 days away, I was glad to see mom and dad again, but I made sure not to show it too much. Well, after a milk bone and a good walk I caved in and loved them again.
Go ahead, call me "easy"...


Sorry, but I don't have any recent pictures for this post other than what is on Jay's cell phone - the quality sucks and I deserve better!!!
I'll make sure he takes some soon.