That's why they call it the blue(s)!

Well guess what? I have a sister! Besides the fact that it happened MONTHS ago, I have to say I love having Meara around...we get to play Whappy-Face every morning! Most times, she'll just come up to the side of the bed, and raise a front paw to smack me in the face. Except that I am a super-speckly-ninja and I can prance and hop and whip and swirl around, confusing her with my plumage! We don't get to play for very long, though, because Samwise-Fun-Police makes us stop when things get too wild.

Mom says Meara is continuing to gain confidence. I think she's fine. As long as she doesn't try to steal my stuff, it's all good! But she seems to like my crate, and that's just fine since I don't really like it myself. Sam even lets her *touch* him when they are both napping on the bed!

Here's a family portrait:

But enough about her! Mom says I am becoming SUCH a GoodBoy! I met her cousin-in-law the other day and wasn't even nervous! When I saw her outside, I followed Sam to go sniff her, and then I climbed up her to give her kisses. I didn't even have to bark at her! Also, Mom took me to a farm about a month ago, where I met these things call "PUPPEEZ". They are weird and I don't know why she would take me there. Here's me seeing one for the first time:

Meara and Sam were just as impressed as I was.

Anyway, Mom let me run free that day (well, sort of...she had a superextralong leash on me, but let me run wherever I wanted). And I stayed by all the people and dogs and PUPPEEZ, and when I started to run off by myself, Mom called and I came back. And I didn't find a dog to focus on and bark at or hump (much)...I ran around sniffing, eating cow poop and playing ball. Kinda like a "normal" dog. She was so proud and so surprised. I don't know why she worries so much. She needs to listen to Auntie Petra and Auntie Amy, who say she should trust me more!

Well, I feel a thunderstorm coming so I'm gonna go hide in the closet...catch ya later!

I'm 2!

Oh wow, it's been a long time since I wrote, huh? Well, I have some good reasons, and one of them is this:

That's Meara and she's one of the Lucky 7. Mom and Samwise and I went to the Farm and stayed for a whole month to take care of her and the rest of them! Plus, Mom says the camera was being "temperamental" for awhile, too. Whatever! But today is my birthday and I'm all growed up cuz I'm 2! Wanna see what I got?

Know what it is?? A FENCE!!! Now I can do this:

and Samwise can do this:

and this:

and Meara can continue doing this:

SYTYCD?

That's right, ladies + gents! In order to keep myself in top condition for agility, I have taken it upon myself to learn how to dance!

I thought I was pretty smart finding some moves on the intarwebz. Here is my version of the "lawnmower".


Then I found the similar, yet subtly different "bicycle".


I don't know why Mom and Samwise fell to the floor laughing. I thought I did a great job! Mom muttered something about "white boy [can't] dance moves".

So then I thought I'd get some Culture and found the "can can".


and, well, nobody is a dancer unless they can do "Elaine's Dance"!



what do you guys think...am I ready to quit agility for a life of dance competitions??!

The Phoenix has landed!

Look who came to play with me! It's Cuzzin Phoenix, a reskewed pup like me! Isn't he such a pretty-boy?


Mom keeps saying this is what a real border collie should act like. I don't know what she's talking about.




All I know is that he can't do this!

I am me!

Today, I am particularly seksay. See how bedroom-y my eyes are?


Is it my new ball? nope.

Was it the weekend at the farm? nope.

er. well. not really. I mean, every time I go to the farm I get a little braver, but confidence isn't the only thing that makes me so irresistible!

Auntie Allison brought me my very own leash + collar! Isn't it perfect? And when we got home, my very own tag was waiting for me! Mom says it was handmade just for me by Tessa...mom even got a matching tag to put on the leash since I don't like people reaching for my collar. I guess that means if I run away, I should make sure my leash is on, huh?

Guess what Samwise got? NOTHING! hahahaha!

He pouted under the bed until he found out mom bought treats, too...


mmm...stufffed gulllett...


nom.nom.nom.

Sun!

wow. it took almost a whole month for two things to happen at the same time:
1. the sun to come out
2. mom remembering to take the camera outside

here i am waiting for the ball...


...WAITING for the ball...


*kickitalreadylady*


some swirly-tail fetching pizzazz


sometimes I go say HI to Sam. I don't know why he always runs away, though.


this is what samwise usually does while i'm playing...

but look what mom got him to do!


he runs *so* fast that the camera couldn't even focus!! *snort*


whew!

Speckles: 1, Samwise: 0

Samwise the beagle-dog,
Loves being a log.

But I am the best,
At disturbing rest!

Observe!

Speckles: "HI SAM WANNA PLAY?"
Sam: "no. go wei."


Speckles: "oh yay! i love it when you play with me!"
Sam:"srsly, get away from..."


Sam: "SMACKDOWN!"
Speckles: "wheeeeeeee!"




Speckles: "hey why'd you stop?!"


Sam: "go wei."