I told you Bailey was addicted.

For his birthday, I got David some of his favorite coffee. He had it sitting in his lap when Bailey walked right up and took it off his lap like it was meant for him. Silly mutt.

I am not the only addicted one.

Our little snow dog.

This is Bailey Dog's "safe place". He has had one at every house we have lived in. This is where he goes when there is a knock on the door. Or something else spooks him, like his shadow. We all have our safe places, right?

Is it time?

Everyday around 5:00pm I head into the kitchen to start dinner. I putter around the kitchen and usually about fifteen minutes in, Bailey goes trotting by the kitchen. This is what he does. He sits & waits for David to come home. He will sit there & wait until David walks through this door. He has been doing this the last week or so, but it is consistent. He absolutely adores his "daddy" and eagerly awaits his homecoming.

I love you, too!

This is our "command center". This is where we really live. Baby, thank you for bringing me to this wonderful place. I love you!

Roll down the window? Please?

People in Casper take their dogs EVERYWHERE. It does not matter the time of day or the temperature outside, you can pull into the parking lot of Wal-Mart and find half a dozen vehicles with a dog waiting for their family. We have taken to following local custom. Bailey goes everywhere with us. I think I can count on one hand the number of times we have left him home when we go on an outing. He LOVES his car rides & will cry if the window is not rolled down for him or he feels the trip was too short. We love that silly mutt.

Bliss

Bailey Dog

I know some of you out there have been wondering how Bailey Dog is adjusting to the big move. It was a bit rough at first. Puppy Dog had a hard time adjusting to the hardwood floors. He is used to running to the front door or to the back door to go potty, but he hasn't figured out how to work his brakes on the slick hardwood floors. I admit it is a bit funny, watching him go sprawling, but I worry about his hips.



We bought him this large rug with rubber backing for the living room. He KNOWS it is his and does not wander too far away from the sanctuary of his piece of carpet. He is a bit happier now because we have started to replace his toys. For those of you not in the know, his toy box did not make the journey from Kansas City. His beloved bed did, but the toy box was left behind.


As you can tell, he is THRILLED to finally have something to chew on other than paper towels. Overall, I think Bailey Dog is doing fine. He can survive anything as long as Mom & Dad are nearby.