I'm back in the slammer again.

I hope I get to shack up with a really hyper dog.

They keep on leaving me and then returning. They claim its stopping soon, it better.

I have been very busy reading blogs about goats, dogs and cats. I think we need a
blogroll update.

later taters,

etym

I ate another library book today.

I am busted and N.mom says that I'm going to have to pay for this one on my own.

Grandmere and Grandpere thought it was cute.

T.mom is not amused.

E.t.y.m

I thought I had a fabulous life.

Check out General Jackson. He was born in England and is now
in the Falkland Islands. He's famous.

However, I think I'll still make a better president.

e.t.y.m

Portrait of a basset as a young man. March 2007.

I am now one year and one week old.

I am much wiser and more mature.

Some of it has to be due to my new relationship with Henrietta.

T.mom took my birthday pictures. You can see them here.

I still hate having my teeth brushed. When will the torture cease?

Later taters.

e.t.y.m

Puppy breath, puppy toes, puppy ears. Ernest at 2.5 months.

I am ending my first year today.

I have managed to befriend many dogs, people in person and in the cyberworld.

I love my moms, my papa joe and mama stephanie and my dog family. I am lucky to get to see them on a regular basis.

I also love my grand mere and grand pere and my aunties and uncles.

My life is good.

e.dd