And dad also tried to teach me this computer thing called SQL, which to me sounds like squirrel, and I like squirrels. He kept saying, "so you see buddy. This is how you do nested joins in SQL." Whatever. I can barely remember sit, down, stay, and come here!
Since it was dad's birthday on Sunday, I got to chew all the wrapping paper and envelopes! Mom said I made a big mess, but dad mostly picked it all up after me, since he was the one that give it all to me to chew.
When I got my hair cut, mom had the groomer give me a mohawk, take a picture, and then shave it off. I think it looks pretty good, and next time I should just get a mohawk for real! PS: the green eye is the dog equivalent of red eye.
Mom and dad say I am getting shaggy and need a haircut. At least I like the nice people on Union Street that groom me. I get to go on Friday, so that I look nice for dad's birthday on Sunday.
Since Tuesday was my 6-month birthday, mom got out my squirrel toy. It has a squeaker in the body part, which is good since I broke the squeaker in the tail the first night I had it. I haven't gotten to play with it in awhile, even though it's one of my favorite toys.