I have more cousins! Here is Noah and Dewey at Camp Honey's. Noah weighs less then 15 lbs. and I just love making him squeak. But he is pretty tough for such a little guy.



Here is Toughy Noah with a big ole Kong. I think it weighs almost as much as he does. But he picked it up and carried it to the couch and then jumped up there and took the snacks out. Noah might be small, but he is mighty!



"If you can't play with the big dogs, stay on the porch."

Bummer! I have been
porched.

I got a knee boo-boo. I had to go to the vet and get X-Rays. The vet said I had to have 4-6 weeks of crate rest. (yeah, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.) But here I am in the crate. Rue My Chessie Cousin, is babysitting... I mean, keeping me company. Rue is a gentle giant, unless you have a toy with a squeaky in it and then... well look out.


I really wanted out of the crate. I tried to trade Rue my Nylabone as my Get Out Of The Crate fee. But he was holding out for my Captain Jack Chicken. I pushed it as far forward as I could (see it under my paw?) but Rue still couldn't get it and he never did let me out my crate. At least he kept me company. He might have a squeaky-jones but he is good company... very soothing guy. He has a knee boo-boo too. I think Dewey did it. I think Dewey caused mine, too. Dewey is fast and strong.