I liked playing the 'catch me if you can' game when I was younger, but learned it was no longer fun when I got lost.  Took me a year and half before some kind stranger took me to the vet, who scanned me and found my microchip and my happy home.

     I love counter surfing for any leftovers and an occasional garbage rumble.

     I suffer from the 'siber sillies' whenever I see a leash, oh and slip collars are another of my houdini tricks.  I've escaped from the best handlers with a quick reverse and twist and I'm free.  When I had my surgery I heard my Dad telling the vet to put my harness on when walking, but they didn't listen and used a slip collar.  Even after surgery I still had it, took me half a second to slip out, but I decided to stick around my stitches were hurting.

    I'm very sneaky and like blaming Dallas.  Picture this:  I'll start chewing up Dads leather LaZboy and get Dallas to join in the fun, but he doesn't know it's not allowed, so I just take off outside when dad comes and leave Dallas with the evidence in his mouth.  I always got away with it till dad put up that stupid camera :)

     I love getting brushed but hate baths and water in general.  One exception, I love a good mud bath in the rain then running on the tile and sliding, weeeeeeeeee.

     My best mistake was when I decided to remove all the carpeting and padding from the living room.  I just didn't like the color and smells anymore and figured it was time for new carpeting.  Now that I got my new carpet I love it.

     All squeaky toys belong to me.   If I hear a squeak I come to the rescue of my dolls before Dallas rips them apart.

  I love chewing up furniture, rolls of TP, and socks, ooooooooo I love socks.

     I love my big sister who teaches me all these great things that Dad doesn't like. 

     I enjoy digging big holes in my sandbox.

      Don't let Tasha take all the credit for removing the carpeting, I helped out too.

       I'm finally big enough to discover what Rebel was doing up on those counters, it's amazing the delicious things you can find up there. 

     I thought I was ready to be Alpha when I turned 18 months but Rebel told me I have to wait, maybe in 6 months I'll tell him.  In the mean time I'll just keep chasing the birds and wrestling with Tasha.

     I'm so jealous of Rebel, he can open doors and I can't.  I keep trying but I just can't figure out how he does it.   It's not fair.

     I love playing catch with the ball, I'm the fastest and always get the ball first except when Tasha cheats and bites my legs when I take off.

     I'm the only one that likes playing in the sprinklers, it's so much fun I don't understand why Rebel and Tasha don't like it.