September 4, 2013

I think I'm gonna like it here!

This is called 'grass'.

Evidently, all my puppy eyes

finally got to the tall guy

and he said that we could stay here.

So we have been busy for the past week

trying to find a new place to live.

The tall guy promised me that it would have

1)  grass

2)  trees

and

(he said this was the MOST important thing)

3) my very own door that I can go 

in and out when I need to at 3AM.

He doesn't seem to like getting up

and taking me outside that early in the morning,

but when you gotta go,

you gotta go.

So that is why we haven't been around much lately,

just in case you were wondering,

but I know he reads your blogs in bed every night

before he goes to sleep.

He said he spent all day yesterday

dealing with something called

'more gauges'.

I asked him how many gauges he needed,

and that if we could stay here,

I would buy him some.

I'll let you know what happens!