The boy is here!

The little one is here! Treater says he was born very late Sunday night and that he is doing very well and so are his folks. Treater says she holds him all the time and sometimes has to fight Napper for a chance to hold him.

Treater says he has red hair and is tiny and perfect and sleeps a lot. Hmmm, except for the red hair, that sounds like me.

Maybe she'll let me put a picture up... What? Oh, no, she says that is up to Light (the wee one's mommy) if a picture will be put up. Oh, well. At least everyone is okay and the wee one made it safely. I hope they come visit me sometime soon, before he turns into a tail-puller.

Treater said that she and Napper will be home tomorrow, but won't be on the computer much because they are still painting and renovating that house. Don't worry...I'll be back just as soon as I can!

News!

My human sister, Light, called! It looks like the Blurpy Boy may be born this weekend. My people are making lists and pulling out those icky suitcases and looking at airplane info.

Now I really will be by myself for a few days (they promise no more than four...we'll see if they can leave that new critter behind...).

Treater doesn't think she'll have a computer, but she'll try to update for me if she can.

Hangin' around

My people are still working till late at night at the new house. I hardly ever see them anymore. At least I get my treats in the morning and my ear-scritches at bedtime, but nothing in between! Well, yes, I do have food and water...but no company - just whatever is on the other side of the glass doors.

I'm just hanging around by the front door...waiting for Treater, Napper, anyone. C'mon over and play with me if you can sneak away!

My apologies and other stuff

I'm here, but Treater and Napper are gone most of the time. They are painting and fixing up our new house (I have not seen it yet...I guess they want to surprise me?). They leave in the mornings...well, Napper always does, anyway...and they come home so late.

When Treater is home, she's too busy to sit with me and scritch my ears. In fact, she's too busy to do anything with me! By George, my supply of my special-twice-a-week hairball treats has been depleted...and she won't go buy more! (What a slouch!)

At least no one's around during the day to step on my tail if I forget to pull it in under wherever I'm sleeping.

So, it's kinda boring around here. Sometimes there's some activity out the glass door that gives me some entertainment, but mostly I just nap...and eat...and uh, visit the, uh, Box...and nap some more.

Oh! Pretty soon, Light is going to be having that Blurpy boy. When she calls, Treater and Napper will zoom out of here and go to be with her. They are keeping a suitcase packed and ready to go. Light lives a loooong way away. They'll be leaving me alone again when they go, but they said they'll just be gone three, maybe four, days. We'll see.

I still don't know what Lala thinks about that new critter that will be coming to live with them. She's been pretty quiet lately about a lot of things. I know that another D-O-G came to live with them. That's two D-O-G-S, Lady and Bella! Add in that Blurpy boy and Lala, Willow, and Racer, and I think they have a zoo. Oh, yeah, and Light and Stretch, too.

Well, I'm around, dear ones...I just don't have much in the way of a typist right now. She's pretty worthless if you ask me. I'll try to check in again soon.

TTFN!

I'm hiding

This is gonna be a loooooonnnnnng day.

It's only 6:00 in the morning, and already this morning:

1. Treater stepped on my tail. Hard!

2. Treater accidentally locked me in The Scary Room. I know...she keeps telling me to stay out of there. I was just doing a little snooping.

I think I'd better lay low today. Don't bad things "happen in threes?"

Something is happening here

Treater and Napper are acting crazy again. They keep saying they bought us a new place to live. Again? I am so tired of moving.

First I lived with the bad people.

Then, Treater and The Tall One Who Picks Me Up brought me home from that rescue place (I didn't have to live there very long). They took me to that first house.

Then they sold that house and we all moved into an interesting place called a hotel. Woofies also lived in this hotel. I could hear them when they barked and when their people walked them past our door. We were there for a lot of days and nights - Treater says "two months."

Then we moved to the house with the neat stairs and all the hiding places.

Then we moved to this apartment.

And now, we're gonna move again?

But Treater says not yet. She says they are going to fix it up.

I wonder why they bought a broken house?