Six Inch Dog in 12 Inches of Snow

Onward into the snowy wilderness! Woah, this is a lot of snow. Uhm, Dad, this is really a lot of snow. Can we go back to the couch now, Dad?

I Miss My Mom

I don't know the answer to the question of who misses who more, but I miss my Mom a lot...

I miss the funny way she would talk to me.

I miss her cooking; Dad cooks really boring stuff.

I miss how she would let me under the covers at night.

I miss showing off for her when Dad and I play tug of war.

I miss greeting both her and Dad when they came home, first one then the other.

I miss all those things and so much more, but I want her to be happy and I know she will be again.

Dad is spending a lot more time with me. I think he likes me to keep him company and I'm happy to do it. He has promised to update the blog with my adventures, so Mom and all my friends will always know how I'm doing. He does have to go out and get some batteries for the old camera though!

Sad news

For reasons I don't entirely understand, my mommy no longer lives in my home. I don't know who misses the other more - me or her. Here's a picture of us together when I was a lot younger:


Dad has promised to help me update the blog - that used to be her job.

Sharing Mom's breakfast

Mom called an audible and made an egg, fakon, and cheese McMuffin sandwich this morning for breakfast instead of Belgian waffles. I was in a savory mood too, so I helped her when she couldn't finish: