Best Friends

He's the chocolate lab. I'm the black one.

I made a best friend at the dog park. Well, he thought he was my best friend. I just kept going around making friends with everyone. He kept following me. We played some, then he just followed me wherever I went. It was like having a little brother, except he was bigger than me. I also played a lot of chase with lots of dogs. Chase is fun. Mom likes me playing chase because it gets me tired, even more than when she runs 8 miles with me.

I also broke my harness. I didn't mean to, but I had chewed on the front a bit and it broke when I was running around in the car. Now we have to practice not pulling when I'm walking on a collar. This isn't very fun because as soon as I try to pull to go faster, Mom stops and takes a step back. This makes me impatient and I whine because I want to go! We're working on it, though. The harness was irritating me so Mom and Dad want to walk me without it. I think we'll learn soon.

Mom caught me relaxing.

Mom and Dad's big bed is the best. Usually I sleep by Mom but when they aren't sleeping I like to stretch out. I also like curling up on their pillows. Sometimes when I sleep I get really relaxed and stretch out on my back. Mom thinks this is really cute and she always tries to get pictures, but I usually wake up when she gets the camera and roll back over.

I wish we could go to the dog park every day forever. That would be the best.

Occupy the Food Bowl

So I had an upset tummy a while ago. It's all better now but Mom and Dad insist on feeding me my "special" food which isn't very special or tasty at all. Mom says that she bought a lot of the food so I need to finish it, but I don't think I should suffer for her decisions. This food isn't very good, and Mom puts this probiotic powder on it that isn't very good either. I stopped eating as much and Mom was getting worried.

Now my food is tasty!

Well, my hunger strike has worked because now Mom is putting tasty wet food into my dry food!  This is the best. Today I ate up all my food as soon as she put it down for me. I could get used to this.

Mom is also training for a mar-a-thon where I guess she runs a lot, because she's been running with me a lot. I like running, but Mom is so slow that sometimes I grab the leash to make her run faster. She doesn't like it when I do that and makes me stop. I guess that's a game I can only play with Dad. Dad runs faster but Mom runs more. She says she has to get up to 18 miles some days which is very far. I know I can keep up, though. I like running!

Makin' Friends

I love the dog park. It's my favorite place ever. I make lots of friends there and I get to run around. Sometimes we play fetch. Mom remembered her camera this time so she has lots of pictures of me playing.

Waiting for Mom to throw the ball!

I don't know how so much water ended up on my head.

Meeting new friends.

A friend who looks just like me!

I'm the black one.

Dad says I'm going to get hooked on going to the dog park, but Mom said that she's already hooked on me not running around at night. I'm even getting better about coming when she calls me, even when I can't see her. But sometimes everything is so interesting I just have to check it out before I go back to Mom. Her treats are good, but not THAT good!

Getting Comfortable

Bone!

I used to guard really high value things like rawhides and raw bones. I would growl if Mom or Dad got too close if I had one and once I snapped at Dad because he was making me uncomfortable when I had a rawhide. Mom knew about this when I came here, so she knew she had to work on it. She got me lots of tasty things like pork chews so we could practice "drop it." I was excited cause the clicker means more treats! Thing is, I get so excited over hot dogs that I have to make sure Mom is going to give them to me. That means I didn't really chew on the pork chew, so Mom got out a secret weapon-- a raw bone. Before, I was really scared Mom or Dad was going to take this bone away from me, so Mom traded me for a hot dog and then put the bone in the freezer for practice later. Mom gave me the bone but I was much more interested in what she wanted me to do for the clicker. I tried all the tricks I knew but she wouldn't click! Finally she had me "drop it" when I was chewing on it, and when I did, I got a piece of hot dog! Hot dogs are the best. She could even take the bone away from me. It was okay, I knew she was going to give it back. Later I chewed on the bone next to her on the couch. Mom was amazed because I was so trusting now, but it's because I know she isn't going to take anything away from me forever (except maybe things I find on walks that smell tasty.)

I guess I still need to work on completely dropping whatever I'm told to drop, instead of only dropping it if someone is holding it. But "working on it" means the clicker, and more treats! I like treats. I hope we train again soon.

Naptime Thoughts

Sometimes Mom worries that I don't actually love her but then sometimes this happens, and Dad takes a picture. When will she understand that I'm here to stay and love her forever?

Dog Park!

I'm feeling better now so today I got to go to the dog park. I love the dog park. It's the best place ever. There's dogs there and I like to play with them. Mom forgot her camera, though, so we don't have any pictures of me playing and running. My favorite game to play with other dogs is chase. I had a lot of good games of chase today. I don't know why some dogs don't like to play with me. They just ignore me when I try to play chase with them. I was being very nice, but they ignored me. That was okay, though, cause there were lots of dogs that did want to play chase. We had lots of fun.

Once we got home I was very hungry and tired. I even ate my special food which I don't like very much. Then I rested. I go from place to place, because sometimes I'm in the mood for the couch and other times the floor. Dad leaves his laundry out by the bed which I like because it's nice to lay on. Sometimes I like the laundry better than my bed.

 

Mom says she likes me better when I'm sleepy. That's silly, I don't play as much when I'm sleepy. But Mom likes me that way so she takes me to the dog park so I can run off my zoomies. I don't have very many zoomies left now. I guess I should recharge.

Sick

I haven't been feeling too great lately. Sometimes I don't even want my special food of chicken and rice. So Mom made me go to the V-E-T today. The human ladies there were very nice, but I got told off by a little dog who didn't want to play with me. I don't know why she didn't want to play with me, I was being very nice. Mom joked that with today's visit, if I were a car, the fuel and repairs were costing far more than my cash value. That's silly, though, cause I'm not a car. I'm a dog! Cars don't snuggle up with you or fetch things. Cars just make loud noises and take you places. I take Mom places on walks all the time, so a Koby is much better than a car. I even make loud noises sometimes, when there are intruders outside the door.

The couch is very comfy.

I get even special-er food now. It's supposed to help my tummy. I also get cheese again! Yay, cheese! Mom calls it my "special cheese" but I don't know why. I get cheese twice a day! Cheese is the best. Today I slept a lot so I can get better and play more when Mom gets worried at the computer. She needs to play more so she can be happy all the time. Maybe she's sad because it's raining and she can't go outside. I know I'd be sad if I couldn't go outside, cause I like going outside. I still go outside when it's raining, but I get wet. That's okay, though. The ground gets squishy and fun when it's raining. I hope we go outside again soon.