Helloooo! It's me, Carlie. Foster Mama says I have found my voice (but I don't sound like that -- it's more a ruff, ruff). I don't use it very often, just when Mama comes home from work. And, Mama found out, when she took my foster sister to get cleaned up and a hair cut, that I voiced my displeasure! She says I am pretty quiet otherwise.
Hey did you know spring is here? I store up all my energy in my favorite spot so I can stre-e-etch those limbs when we go outside. (Got one up on them! HA!) Foster Papa has taken up this fast walking exercise or something like that and unlike him, I am love, love, loving it. Feels so good to be out in the clean fresh air!
Guess what? I still like rolling, too. Instead of the white stuff, I am loving the brown stuff they call grass. Usually my foster sis rolls right here with me so we laugh our doggie laugh and give a silly groan because it feels so good. Foster Mama says it's because I am happy!
And being scared of noises... What noise? Let me at 'em! Actually, I am pretty chill with noises now.
Lastly, I am finding toys are okay to have. I gave Mama's old glove a good chew and I am keeping it at my side.
So, if you have a glove I can chew on and a nice big fenced yard where I can run to my heart's content, I am the doggie for you.
I have lotsa love for my future family.