The family friend had to cancel on our trip because of work, but the result is good news for me. Daddy is taking us instead. That means I get to enjoy a nice car ride with Daddy and stay a bit longer. Mommy just has to decide if we should leave this weekend or next weekend.

Great-Grandma could really use some some Spooky kisses, so I'll be happy to supply them for the next month. We're also planning on going to Oregon, Washington, and Arizon in the near future.

With Halloween around the corner, there are a lot of cute Halloween toys coming out. Today, we are all going to Petsmart and Petco to check them out. Mommy says I need some tough chew toys for out in the backyard. My stuffies get too dirty out there, but maybe having a few heavier duty toys out there might be able to distract me from digging...just maybe.

Mommy, her friend, and I were supposed to spend a weekend in Oregon in mid-September, but it looks like we will be spending a few weeks in Southern California instead. Mommy has been wanting to visit everyone back in Southern California where her and Daddy lived up until June. She's been putting it off until I get older, but there is a lot of stuff going on with Mommy's family and she wants to be there with them.

She will be driving down with a family friend soon, and she says I can go with her. We will be staying with my great grandma who lives alone without any pets. She loves dogs and she'll spoil me to death. It will be a nice getaway for Mommy and me. We will be able to hang out and learn together without any distractions or other influences. Plus, I'll have a huge yard to play in!

While there, I'm going to meet my Mommy's human and canine family members. I'll get a lot of good socialization opportunities. Since we will be there a while, maybe I can go to some puppy classes or socials. I might have to get my third vaccine while there at Mommy's usual vet, but that's okay.

The biggest reason Mommy wanted a baby was so she could have a travel and adventure buddy since she is self-employed and Daddy works full time. It looks like I'll get to fill that role sooner than we thought!

Yesterday, I got a bath before the vet visit today because my paws were all sticky and gray and my fur was full of dirt and stickers. I did not like it so much. I kept trying to climb into Mommy's shirt pocket. When I got out and she finished brushing me, I curled up in the sofa and Mommy says it looked like the sofa was eating me.



Then, today was my vet appointment. I had to get a shot. I weigh 7.6 pounds now, plus I had my harness and leash on. Then, the vet held me and gave me my shot. Daddy and Mommy were worried I was going to cry and they were going to feel bad, but I didn't squirm or cry at all. I'm such a good boy. I better get a lot of treats for this.

Since when is eating tissues out of the trash a bad thing? I'm just taking out the trash for Mommy...and decorating the back yard for Mommy. I also made the mistake of sleeping in one morning, now Mommy was hoping for that every day, but that just isn't going to happen.

It is a pretty day and I just want to play in the yard, so Mommy brought along her camera and took new pictures to show everyone. The sprinklers are on right now, and I'm afraid of them, so I had time to put them up.

This morning I ran outside and decided to dig and roll around in the rocks by the hill. The problem is that I dug down into some of the pieces of brick down under the normal rock. Now, I'm pink!

Mommy is trying to brush me and wipe all the brick dust off my fur, but of course she had to take a picture first while I was sleeping. She thinks this is cute and funny. I think I have enough problems with people calling me a "she" without being pink.

This weekend, there was a neighborhood dog on the loose. He was very friendly and ran right up to my front door. I heard people yelling "Bear," so I think that is his name. He looked a lot like me. Mommy thinks he is a mini Eskie just like me, except he has some biscuit coloring. Grandpa took him home and he got back out again the next day. Maybe someday I can play with him. After all, what are the chances of an all grown up version of me on the same street?

I had a play date at the end of the week. Mommy took me to her friend's house. I met Leeloo and Ivy. Leeloo is a big mixed breed dog, and she is so nice and well behaved. Ivy is a tiny Chihuahua. I pushed her face like I do with Dinky and Minnie, but she didn't like that much. I guess she just didn't want to play with me. Ivy did teach me to use the stairs around the house. Instead of slowly crawling up and down, I can just. If tiny Ivy can do it, I knew I could.

Yesterday, Mommy took me in the front yard on my leash and harness. Grandma says I'm a natural. I don't pull or flop down and refuse to move. I'm learning quickly.

I'm learning more and more that I can't always get what I want. For some reason, Mommy doesn't like me digging in her office trash can, walking out the garage door, or crying to play with Dinky and Minnie in the morning. I'm sure I will figure it all out.