Greetings from Grand Forks,
I know we haven't written in a bit, but my foster mom has had some very exciting things happening in her life. She retired, started new employment, went on a cruise, and has been very busy. In between all of that my foster brother came home from Boston to visit, and now thank goodness he is home for good. I missed him so much.
Foster Mom and I babysit with a 12-year-old Golden named Dexter—his daddy works nights and Dexter likes to stay with us so he isn't alone. Dexter is a good companion for me. We watch TV, sleep, eat, and sometimes when we go outside I like to initiate a game I call “Catch me, catch me!”
I run zoomies around Dexter and he thinks I'm really funny. Other times he follows me around the backyard and potties on everything I sniff. He doesn't like to hunt in the backyard, but I do. I would think a man of his age would like to hunt but NO.
So I do the hunting. So far this year I've managed to catch two bunnies and the third one was a couple steps ahead of me when all of a sudden I heard “Vanna… Vanna… Vanna you get in here right now!” That was Foster Mom calling me in for supper. I wanted to hunt… what's a girl to do?
Other than the usual sleeping, eating, and hunting I haven't done much. Oh, Foster Mom took Dexter and me to meet Santa at Treat Play Love on Saturday. I just went for the treats. To be honest, that guy in the red suit scared the dickens out of me. Of course, Dexter sat and posed.
Then that night we babysat with a 3-month-old Golden Retriever. Her name is Penny and she was very naughty. She pawed, barked, and snapped at me. I was terrified of her. If you have a puppy in your house, I wouldn't be a good fit. I like older companions like Dexter.
Enjoy the pictures of me with Santa and with my foster brother when he came home.