In November Jim decided he was going to leave me. I went to Ardell's house. Of course that is where my friend Bert lives. Since this is the nutshell version, Jim did come back and I really am his. I was so happy to see him.
This thing Jim called Christmas came and went. From my point of view it's a good thing. I got stuff and I got a piece of turkey. I don't know what turkey is other than good. I wish I had a bunch of that.
Jim put up a fence so I could excerise my legs and run with no leash. It is great. Sometimes I just get to sit outside and get a suntan, or hair bleach in my case. The most fun is when Jim want's me to come in and I don't want to. The chase is on. It usually end with me getting a piece of cheese to bribe me.
My profile says I'm an 8 month old but I have aged a little, I'm now 18 months but I can't figure out how to change any thing.
Jim became a grandpa. His grandson Jimmy is 1 month old. What a baby!!!! not like me an old guy.
I'll write more next week so I can stay up with the news.