I'm a cow dog. . .

On a green snake I bite! I want it! (WANT IT!) Dead, not alive!

FoMa was so surprised when I figured out what to do with toys. I LOVE toys. Especially the ones that squeak. And the ones that roll. And the ones that pull. And the ones that chew. I'm such a good girl, though, because I know to only chew on the toys (and boy do I give it to them!). FoMa is happy about that. 

I'm settling into this retirement thing more and more everyday. Going up the stairs is still a little scary, but if you ask me nicely, I'll go up and down all by myself! 

FoMa even caught me practicing my "sit" the other day. I think I'm pretty good, what do you think?

And I'll leave you with a picture of me being shy while lounging on another one of those cozy beds. One of my favorite things is to snooze on a bed while getting my belly rubbed. I'll even roll onto my back and nudge you if you get distracted while you should be petting me. I'm helpful like that! Do you have a bed so I can show you?