My name is Snickers. I took over Mommy’s blog because she hasn’t had any time to write. Besides, she just writes about food and doesn’t share any of the yummy smelling things she cooks with me! Since I am much more important and interesting than food, I decided that I will write the blog this time.
My dog mother was a Schnauzer and my dog father was an Australian Cattle Dog. Mommy says that this means that I have a Lot of Energy! Someone told Mommy that my father was something called a “Yorkie” but Mommy knew that wasn’t right because I got so big and was so bouncy! She did something called a “DNA test” that told her the truth about me!
I like to run Really Fast and I like to Chase. I love to play Fetch. I go get my ball and bring it to Mommy and tell her “Throw” (she understands barking) and she throws my ball so many times! I get so happy when I can play Fetch. Mommy even got me some Cows because I am a Cattle Dog and needed some! I have five stuffed Cows with squeakies in them. I love to have Mommy throw the Cows and I go get them and let her throw them lots and lots! Sometimes I chew on them to make them squeak really loud.
I have lived with Mommy for two years. I came to live with her because the lady I lived with before didn’t have time to take care of me. I had to stay in a crate all the time and didn’t get to play or run around or chase balls, or any of the fun things that Mommy lets me do. I was very unhappy. When I first came to live with Mommy I didn’t know any Rules but I learned quickly. Mommy says that now I am a Very Good Dog. I don’t know what that means but Mommy gives me lots of tummy scratches when she says it!
Mommy was sad when I came to live with her because her friend, Copper, had just died. Her other friend, Baron, was sad too. He cried all day until I came to be his new little brother. Baron taught me how to be a Very Good Dog! He couldn’t play very much because his legs were tired and his back hurt most of the time, but he liked to watch me play and run. He told me that he used to run and play and chase and sniff, just like I do! He went to go be with Copper in December and I miss him a lot. Before he died, he told me that I have to take care of Mommy.
I do a Good Job when I take care of Mommy. I bark at all the dogs who walk past our house. I let them know that they can’t come in our house and hurt my Mommy. Sometimes, Mommy tells me to “Be Quiet” when I bark but she doesn’t know that those dogs are Dangerous! She has no idea how many times I have saved her life by telling those dogs to Go Away!