Dear Doggy Diary
My First Day: since I was adopted 25 Jan 2012, I miss my Canines with a Cause
(CWAC) family...a little already, as I am settling into my new home with the
Young's. I find both of my new parents Mary & Doc both
enjoyable to be with. A nice home, smells a little of Cats may live
here, MCY aka Mom showed me the big back yard surrounded by big white
fences, which I do not know what to do with all this space.
I
have a nice big kennel with a soft pad, new toys, however I am more
interest in exploring and adapting to a different life style as a 6
month old than the previous months. If you wonder why my Diary sounds a
little grown up, that's because DD aka Daddy Doc is using some weird
contraption and helping me to write my 1st day & night memories.
Mom,
sure loves me, so many flashes of light from a silver looking box
thingy, and she uses a contraption like DD too, and I see my pictures on
Facebook, as I am learning, because Mom sure talks to me allot, shows me things, cuddles, petting me and sometimes I get a doggy snack.
My
first night I had a small encounter with George their big Silver Tabby
as DD opened the bedroom door for a quick peek...and quick it was, as
this big furry paw came smacking the door frame. Whoosh! the door
closed fast.
I
slept pretty good, not liking the kennel door closed, so I reminded
Mom & DD, I was still here....and then about the wee hours of
the morning, I think about 20 minutes after midnight I got to go
outside, a little cold and windy...but DD was right there with me in
his bare paws, I sure am glad I have furry paws.
Back to bed, as I reminded Mom & DD, I was still here. And wouldn't you know it, these humans sure are nice...DD took me outside again about 4:15, thank goodness, I made it to the patio in time.
Back to bed, as I reminded Mom & DD, I was still here. And wouldn't you know it, these humans sure are nice...DD took me outside again about 4:15, thank goodness, I made it to the patio in time.
I got to stay up this time, I helped DD or I watched him push something around on the floor, I did not know if I was to play with it or as I did, sit and watch...DD told me it was a mop...then he opened a big white door and I could see bowls & plates and silver shinny things...so I hopped up and took a look...DD called it a dishwasher....I usually clean my dishes with my tongue...humans are a little strange.
So
I followed DD around the upstairs, doing little things for me to
watch...he would roll me a tennis ball, not much fun so early in the
morning...so I laid by his feet as he started using that contraption
again....click click, tap tap tap...and I could see another doggy that
looked just like me.
DD
told Mom, that I was doing good, not chewing on things, staying out of
the trash, except for my couple of barks, I wanted to hear myself, its
like humans pinching themselves, when it seems too good to be true.
So
I am looking forward to another day, hoping soon I can play with the
kitties...my little surgery was nothing, I am bouncing around, about my
new home.
I may get to see Mom's My Time 2 Quilt
Studio, soon too and I cannot wait for my first walk to sniff out the
neighborhood and prance about showing myself off. You may want to see
more of me at Picasa
Signed, Hank "Poke" Williams Jr.
p.s.
I am nicknamed Poke, after my brother in another life, he was
Louisiana Catahoula Leopard & Queensland Heeler & after H
W Jr. the singer, whose father nicknamed him Bocephus, so you can see
why I like Poke better. I am not sure who gave me the name Hank, DD
calls me Hank'ster
Hank's Facebook | My Time 2 Quilt | Hank's Picasa Album |
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