Weekend of February 24th - 25th
Boy did I have fun this weekend! I ran around the yard so Mom and Dad couldn't catch me. Went to Starbuck's and jumped on people. Held out for a whole block on walking (would have held out for more if mom didn't threaten to make me an entryway rug). Jumped on some nice older lady while walking. And basically ran a muck...who knew not listening to parents could be so much fun!
While running around the house and driving the parents crazy I think I overheard something...but I'm sure it's nothing...I thought I heard that a dog trainer was coming. But that can't be true, plus I'm just a cute little puppy. Not quite a dog yet...so I must be wrong. I'm sure it's just another friend coming to visit the cutest puppy ever. Plus if being a dog means that I have to be trained, I take back the last posting...I'm a PUPPY...not a dog...big mis-understanding....PUPPY!
Well I have to get back to making a mess...and tearing up my moose. I love tearing up my moose so that Mom has to fix it. She's had to sow it up twice already, plus the I busted the foot again this weekend. Woo Hoo!
Logan - The wild and free PUPPY
Note from Mom: Logan has 3 identical moose toys so when he busts one up we can switch it out with another one. :-) For a dog toy, you would think they would be well made....oh well.
Boy did I have fun this weekend! I ran around the yard so Mom and Dad couldn't catch me. Went to Starbuck's and jumped on people. Held out for a whole block on walking (would have held out for more if mom didn't threaten to make me an entryway rug). Jumped on some nice older lady while walking. And basically ran a muck...who knew not listening to parents could be so much fun!
While running around the house and driving the parents crazy I think I overheard something...but I'm sure it's nothing...I thought I heard that a dog trainer was coming. But that can't be true, plus I'm just a cute little puppy. Not quite a dog yet...so I must be wrong. I'm sure it's just another friend coming to visit the cutest puppy ever. Plus if being a dog means that I have to be trained, I take back the last posting...I'm a PUPPY...not a dog...big mis-understanding....PUPPY!
Well I have to get back to making a mess...and tearing up my moose. I love tearing up my moose so that Mom has to fix it. She's had to sow it up twice already, plus the I busted the foot again this weekend. Woo Hoo!
Logan - The wild and free PUPPY
Note from Mom: Logan has 3 identical moose toys so when he busts one up we can switch it out with another one. :-) For a dog toy, you would think they would be well made....oh well.

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