THE IRISH GO TO THE DOGS

Erin go Bark and Happy St Paddy's Day!  Being from an Irish human family, we celebrated The Day with more head accessories and green treats.  I'm a wee bit big for a leprechaun but I believe green may be my new color.  Dad had a really big green hat and a yellow beard and kept saying some funny stuff like, "O'Lily, do ye know where we come from?  IRELAND, of course!"  I really like it when they are laughing a lot and taking pictures of their doggy clan.  Agnies and Bob got in on the wearin' of the green, too--Bob sporting a shamrock tie and Agnies was the bowhead.  For some reason, the cats never have to participate in these shenanigans...

It's really hard to sit still when Mom's telling us to pay attention but we knew if we did, we'd get another Doggy O'biscuit.  I wonder what the next party day will be?  I heard something about bunnies and chicks--not sure what those are but I bet I'll either be wearing them, eating them or chasing them.

My Dog Family

Oh yeah, here I am (pre-birthday party) with my paws on Bob Barker and Dog Mommy Agnies acting coy.  Pretty exciting--we rock...party on.

HAPPY 6 MONTH BIRTHDAY

I'm six month's old today!  Mom and Dad blew up balloons, took pictures and gave me a special chew treat.  Of course with my big, new teeth, it only took about five minutes to take care of that dinky thing.  I'm not sure why it's called 'giant'...and look at that silly collar!  OK, I'll wear it this once just for them.  It does match my Diva bling, though.

Anyway, I'm 65 lbs and 24" at the withers...sounds like a really short pony.  I finish puppy class next week and have to decide what more could I possibly need to learn?  I already know how to stand up and put my paws right on top of the counter (I just keep getting into trouble but I HAVE to know what's up there); I can run and fly over just about anything, I only bark when I think I should bother--with two Bassets, it's not very necessary but I do help out now and then; I love love, love CC Cat but she doesn't like it much when I put my foot on her head; Bob Barker and I love to chew on each other but Dog Mommy Agnies always breaks it up because she thinks he's hurting me! ha! 

Mom told me I'm really beautiful and every night when she puts me to bed, she rubs my tummy and talks to me in my crate.  Pretty cool, huh?  Ciao, for now.