Who is this PUPPY!?!?

Well - Dad and I were having a grand old time in the grass...and Mom wasn't around. Then all of a sudden this lady comes up and it turned out to be Mom. BUT - she had something with her - in MY bag for the airplane. After a couple seconds of saying hi to me, she opened the bag and this little white furrball came out. I have no idea what she was thinking. She said something about it being a puppy for me to play with...but I'm fine with Mom and Dad. I don't know what possessed her to think I need a puppy. I'm not even sure I know what puppies do since I'm not a puppy. I mean - sometimes they call me a puppy, but I'm a human just like them. I just look a little different and don't talk the same way.

So he's been here two nights now. I thought he was okay a couple times and tried to play, but he just rolled over with his belly up. I took the opportunity to sniff him then and he smells sort of familiar, but I don't know. He needs to learn the rules to my games. It might be kind of fun to play with him when he learns the rules. He does seem content to let me rule the house, so that's a good sign. The only time I get upset with him is when he tries to take a treat out of my mouth. I think Mom needs to make sure he's far away when I have food.



Our first breakfast together (pictured here) was strange. He eats different food. I wanted to try his, and he seemed to like mine. We were fine to just switch, but Mom had to come and mix our food together. She tried putting it in a big bowl and letting both of us eat, but his head is too big. So she put it in two bowls. Much better. I sort of like his food.

Today we played sock tug of war. I won, of course, but it was fun. I think he's pretty spunky, so I think we'll get along fine eventually. I'm still not sure what Mom was thinking, though.

Morgan's new do

It's been a long time since Mom has let me use the computer. Too much skool or something. Ugh. I don't know how to spell it...but it's this thing that makes her sit at the computer for hours on end. But today, she finished and took me to a fancy dog store. The store was really cool, but then she put me in this metal sink thing and got me all wet! And then rubbed some stuff and sprayed me and rubbed some more stuff and sprayed some more. Then came that comb thing that pulls my hair and the loud thing that is like big wind, but it's inside. Then she messed around with these pointy things near my hands and feet and my head. After all kinds of torture, she finally stopped and gave me all kinds of kisses and hugs and told me I looked pretty.


Then - the best part - I got a new toy. Something about my birthday. I don't know what a birthday is, but I got to pick it out and everything, so it's good as far as I can tell! Of course, I had to see how the thing made noise, so I ripped it open and got those little balls out...He doesn't make noise anymore. Mom seems kind of upset about that, but I think it's fine.