I know that a lot of you have been asking about me and wondering how I am doing and probably even wondering if I am even still living at Chestnut Cottage. Can you believe it…nine weeks and I am still here! I really think that I am “HOME FREE”! At least I hope so, because I really love it here. Allow me to regress a bit….
I was born on January 30th in Atlanta and had one brother and two sisters. I am told that my daddy is a show dog from the west coast and my mother is the sweetest Westie, whose name is Charm. She was so good to me and my siblings. On March 14th, The Greeleys came down to Atlanta to visit and have a look at me. I believe it was “love at first sight”! At least I would like to think so.
When I was eight weeks old, my “breeder mom” sent this picture of me to the Greeleys and I imagine this “sealed the deal”! Check out the cute little tartan ribbon she used to tell us puppies apart!
As I told you before,when they came to get me, we had to make a stop before we left Atlanta at my new Mommie’s friend, Ruthie, so she could “inspect” me and make sure I made the grade!
Apparently I did, as we headed on to Chestnut Cottage. I slept all the way home in Mommie’s lap and three hours later I arrived at what I hoped to be my Forever Home…Chestnut Cottage!
I learned really quick that what SHE (the new Mommie) said went! I heard her tell someone the night we came home that she was taking two weeks off from her design business for “maternity leave” to train me. Now that was a scary thought! What is a puppy to do?!? It was really hard for me to see my new Daddy, he was so far up there…I think he is about 6’6”! But he is SO sweet and kind. I think I am really going to like him! Not so sure about “Her”.
The first day of this “maternity leave” wasn’t so bad. I met a nice, new dog from the neighborhood, whose name is Reggie.
“She” and I spent a lot of time that first week in the garden and I learned very quickly that “She” didn’t appreciate me eating her plants! It was fun to look at the garden even when “She” wouldn’t let me roam on my own.
Then there was that first scary trip to the groomer!
I heard them laughing about my big ears…I’ll show them…in no time they will be all over themselves about how adorable I am!
I really don’t mind this nice wicker crate, but I can tell you now, my goal is to get to sleep in that nice big bed in our room!
There are so many strange things at Chestnut Cottage …that of course “She” says “No Duncan!”
The first trip to our lake house was certainly interesting. All new things to get me in trouble.
Being on the boat for Memorial Day was really fun! Don’t I look patriotic in my scarf!
My Dad even let me help drive the boat and when the wind hurt my eyes, I found a neat little spot to “get away from it all”!
One thing I really love, that “She” is always trying to take away from me are sticks! I love chewing them up but “She” is SO worried that I am going to choke on something.
Back to the lake house for the Fourth of July! Mommie and her friend Laura worried me to death trying to get me to “pose” on this flag beach towel. Too bad I didn’t have a video of them!!
I really do have a good life here at Chestnut Cottage, even when “She” puts me in my little pen in the middle of the kitchen floor. I like to be able to see everything that is going on and then “She” can “keep an eye on me”. For my own good, of course!
And I get to go ALL of the time…”She” is really a traveling woman. Lots of road trips and I have a nice soft fleece pad to sit on.
And don’t you think I should get to sleep in the “big bed”. Please say yes! I love tunneling down under the covers in the morning when “She” lets me get on the bed early in the morning while she reads her devotion. That bed and I are a perfect fit, don’t you agree?!?
I think I have taken up enough of your time, but I will leave you with this…
I am being a really good boy and getting really cute and I KNOW they really love me and they take really good care of me and I also KNOW… that Chestnut Cottage is my FOREVER HOME!