Happy New Year all my pawsome frieds out there! Roooo what a tail wagging festive season it’s been. So good in fact that its taken me ages to get back to the keyboard and talk to you guys.
Just a couple of days before Santa Paws showed up, my humans showed me our new den. Its such a nice place with a long corridor the perfect size for running and shaking toys, a big window in the kitchen where I can bark at the world going by and my bed is right next to a cozy radiator. And did I mention the big park is only a ten minute walk way instead of half an hour? *waggy tail*
But guess what the best bit a bout the new house is? The humans can’t close the door to their bedroom! Roooooo – so now I can sneak into their room whenever I want and snuggle up between them. It is totally pawsome.
Its just one thing…
Big House, Big Responsibilities
The new house is on a new street and there’s new people all around it. There are new smells and new noises and its all quite a lot to take in, especially if you’re in charge of security like I am.
The first night I woke up from a noise sounding just like a monster trying to break in and I barked as loud as I could to scare him off. One of the humans woke up and tucked me back into bed, but it was too late. I was so scared I threw up on my pillow. The second night there was another monster lurking in the shadows and I barked and puked again. I can only assume that monsters don’t like dog vomit, because they haven’t been back since.
The humans say the monsters haven’t been back because they gave me something called ‘rescue remedy’ for pets so I could sleep through the night without worrying – but I think I’m feeling calmer now because I scared the monster away with my fearsome barking.
And besides - everyone knows there are no monsters under the bed anyway, right?
Have you ever moved dens with your humans? *waggy tail*