Hey, FB Friends, Mommy let me write this one. Today I have been in a real home for one week and things are still scary but I am slowly learning to trust...slowly. I have learned so many things. I learned I sometimes get the zoomies which are real fun. I butt-scoot around the house as fast as I can for like two times then I am all tired out - mom got it on video today and said I am now a movie star!! The other day in a big act of bravery I stood on my back legs and put my front legs on the kitchen counter - it was scary but I was brave and I sniffed the recycle box. Mom saw my act of bravery, she was shocked and happy I had the courage to try this but then she gave me a little talk about surfing and how it's really cool but is not appropriate doggy behavior. Well, I think I am super cool because I can surf!! Not too many dogs surf from what I hear. I got on the internet and ordered me some board shorts. Mom will have to help me put them on when they get here.My dad has been home with a cold the last couple days and we have tried to "bond" as mom says. I am still scared of guys but I try really hard to remember that he's a good guy. We've had our good moments and I am really trying but it's gonna take a while for the good memories to push out the bad memories.
Yesterday some kids behind us were swinging on their swingset, I pressed my nose thru the fence and watched so quietly for the longest time, then I quietly whimpered because I wanted to play with them.
Mom went to an event last night and I stayed home, when she got back I didn't bark at her. I got excited, had a waggy tail and got a little burst of the zoomies. I like mommy and mommy said she missed me while she was gone. It's nice to be missed.
Mom let me go upstairs for the first time ever because I was barking at the stairs a lot. Dad was up there and I kept hearing noises. I saw a room and daddy was in there. He talked sweet to me and I didn't bark at him. Then, Oh Boy, I had to go down the stairs! I don't know if I have ever done this before. The stairs were open on one side and I could see a long way down. I was so scared! I froze at the top, the only thing that got me to come down the stairs was chicken! A piece on every other stair and before I knew it I was down stairs. That was so scary!
So I have learned I love surfing because I am brave but hate the stairs, I am not that brave...yet. One cool trick at a time.
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