Wow, long time no blogging. Mom has been slacking off again...claiming to have lots of assignments and stuff to do. Blah! Blah!
In more exciting news, I am ONE year old today. ONE! And you know what that means... Presents! Fun!
I have this sneaking suspicion that they actually forgot as there hasn't been nearly enough celebration and excitement for someone turning ONE.
Since last posting I had to go to the vet as I had a bit of cedar stuck in my gums from chewing on my house. I am sorry to say that this is not the first time this has happened as sometimes when I get into the heavy duty chewing stuff gets stuck. Mom and Dad had tried to do lots of stuff to keep me entertained but I still wanted to chew.
After the last visit the vet suggested I see a behaviour specialist and it turns out that I may have separation anxiety problems. I think I just love chewing and showing of my powerful jaws, but everyone doesn't agree.
So Mom and Dad have to be stricter with me and make me work more for stuff. I mean, I have to sit before they let me outside, then I have to sit again before I can come back inside. Geez! One of the worst parts is that I am not allowed to sleep in my chair anymore! Really!!!
This is me on the first day...as you can see I am not happy.