Dear Mom and Dad,
Life is good here in the Pacific North WET. I spent the last couple days in a tiny house digging in the mud and playing with the 2 big black dogs. My new mom says this will be our new home very soon and I'll have lots more room to run and chase the frizzbee. She took me to a new place today that has whipped cream in a can and then distracted me while I got SHOT! I survived and there was no whimpering or yelping because I am very steady and brave and the pile of whip cream on the floor was fantastic, altho lacking in pumpkin pie...I also sat on the big white scale and I am proud to announce that I am a solid 12.3 pounds. I'm holding my own with my new brothers and we wrestle a lot in the living room. Mom has to remind all of us that "we're not living in a barn" and then we go outside to wrestle s'more.
Life is good. They feed me and I snuggle in their laps, especially when mom sits in front of the fire box. I love it when she sighs and kisses me on the top of my head and tells me how much she loves me. I'm getting better at waiting patiently for my meals and can keep my bum on the floor when I get a cookie. And in January, I will be featured in the AKC Gazette so watch for my pictures! I hope you are being good and staying warm and getting lots of cookies, too.