I just had my first birfday and I thought it was high time I started a blog. Actually, my sissy, Asta -- who anyone who reads dog (and cat) blogs knows -- was the one who thought it was high time. So here goes.
This is how it all started.
Last October, I traveled all the way from Norf Carolina to my forever home in New York City. It was a pretty scary trip as the pilot wasn’t exactly what I was expecting, if you know what I mean.
My human mom introduced me to everyone.
As soon as I found out I had a sissy a few blocks away (well pretty close), I just knew I would be fine in the big city. In fact, I got to stay at my sissy's house every day in the beginning, 'cause my mom works, and I needed to go out to pee a lot in those first momfs. Asta's mom, aunt Ami, was really patient even when Asta and i got a little too "wired". Here's a photograf of my sissy teaching me to wait nicely at the door before tearing through the apartment for some wild and crazy zoomies. On your mark...
Mostly for the past year I've just done what all regular pups do:
Read the New York Times
All that's history now that I'm all growed up (Except for the Times part. And the play part. OK, and the sneep part, too). Guess I'm just the same now as then, only more mature, hehehe.
Luv to everyone.
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