Turkey Belly

Not much happening except:

*Ben and Michele went to LA last weekend and left me at a dog hotel. but it was cool, I made some friends and got alot of play time. 

*Thanksgiving came and went. Michele cooked her first turkey. I fell asleep sniffing, wishing, hoping, then sure enough she put some turkey juice into my dinner! which is a big step for michele. then I fell right back asleep again with a full belly

The next day they got me off my butt and we went for a walk-the-turkey-off  walk. Check out this beauty I picked up...
Here's me looking at the Pacific Ocean...
then I found some flowers...

so now we're just getting ready for Ben to be gone for a bit. which probably means I wont be blogging as much, Michele doesn't help me with my spelling like Ben does, but we'll see maybe she'll come around. 

until then,

Chloe

DOG+DOG+DOG+BALL+GRASS=FUN

So, the other day I passed my new friend and neighbor, Beau, in the yard and we decided to play a little.  

He's young so he's got tuns of energy and is pretty aggressive, but if I use my rollover technique and I get by just fine. 

He's a nibbler, but as you can see I'm smiling. Getting nibbled on by a puppy is better than sitting on the couch watching "Flip That House" reruns with Ben. So I'm not complaining. 

Things got a lot more interesting when another neighbor dog named Cleo came out and joined in. She's a bit older, so when I say "joined in" I really mean occasional played with us, but mostly just walked circles around Beau and I silently judging, like an old wise woman watching two teenagers play xbox. (I wish I had opposable thumbs)

But I quickly got tired of playing with them so I took Cleo's tennis ball (don't tell her) and went over to the other side of the yard while Beau tried to loosen the old lady up a little. 

ps. happy fall.