Bogey is curious but mostly annoyed by our new family member.
Really, Mom?
Mr. Bogey, won't you please be my friend?
A friend does not put his nose under my tail!
By the way, Mousie is mine. Keep your paws off.
That's right. Go ahead and chew up Mom's shoes but leave my toys alone.
And so it goes.
So what to do?
Nobody wants to be my friend.
When I see that sad little face, I feel guilty and get down on the floor to play. And let me tell you, it's time consuming to be a puppy's only playmate.
Once bedtime arrives, I shake my head. How the heck does an entire day slip by with absolutely nothing accomplished?
I've decided that we need to sign up for puppy class. Winston would have so much fun if he could romp with other puppies and burn off some energy. He might actually become tired and sleep. And I might have a few hours to get something done.
Sounds like a win-win to me. Suggestions, anyone?
