weekend at the shore

Mom and I went to the shore for the holiday weekend, and we had a lot of fun. I got to snooze in the sun...

and play with Libby...

and run around with our neighbors there, Roxy & Ruby (also Labradoodles). They are water dogs--which I am NOT--and they run much faster than I do, but we still all had a good time together.

The township doesn't allow dogs on the beach during the summer, but that's ok, because there was plenty of space for me to run around outside even without walking over to the ocean.

Mom's friend Annie came along, too. She is a good person to nap next to. I like her a lot.

I think Libby is still my favorite nap partner, though.

vacation time

Hi everyone,

I just wanted to let you know that Mom and I are going away for the holiday weekend, so no posts until we're back home.  Meanwhile, please feel free to bask in my cuteness:

my vacation in Pennsylvania

A few weeks ago, Mom went on vacation to Tucson, and I went on vacation to Pennsylvania to stay with my aunt Libby and her mom. Libby is a labradoodle, which means she's a big dog.  But I'm not intimidated by her at all.  Plus I'm good at sharing, so we had a good time playing together.

It was lots of fun getting to run around the park and the backyard.

We kind of tired each other out, but that's ok, because I'm good at sharing the bed, too (and so is Libby).

work is fun

The first few weeks Mom had me, she brought me into work a lot. That was fun, but it was hard staying quiet tucked inside a tote bag while she snuck me into the building.  I was pretty good, though.  They tried to put me to work......but that didn't really pan out.  I'm less of a working dog and more of a "napping on people's desks" dog.Mom had tons of help from my aunties Nina and Kerri while I was in the office.  I love them both a lot.  

I like Mom's boss a lot, too.  She sat down on the floor to play with me and I crawled right into her lap to take a snooze.  

oh, how I've grown!

This was me at 11 weeks:And this is me at 16 weeks:
As you can see, I'm a champion napper.  I'm growing into my bed (and my ears), but I've kind of grown out of my sweater.  (It was a gift from my foster family, and served me very well in those cold early spring weeks.)

my first foray into the world of blogging

Hello, everyone.  My name is Mowgli, and I'm a French bulldog.  I am congenitally deaf, but I'm a city dog, so really it's not such bad thing.  No car alarms to bark at, no motorcycles revving their engines to startle me.  And I've never known anything different.  On the whole, I'm an exceptionally happy dog.  

I was born in Oklahoma, but now I live on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, and I am the center of the entire universe.  Anyone who tries to tell me different will get barked at.