A Hard Day of Playing Ball

I'm a total ball-nut! Basically, there is nothing I love more than a good game of fetch. I actually don't ever want to stop, even when my tongue is hanging out and I'm exhausted. Mommy makes me go inside when she thinks I look too worn out though. Here are a few photos of one of our most recent games of fetch. Hope you enjoy them!

AireSmooches,

Baby Rocket Dog

The Corn Thief & More News...

Mommy bought 3 pieces of fresh sweet corn at our local produce stand the other day and placed them on the counter when she got home. Well, you all know who loves to counter surf. Yup, Baby Rocket Dog stole a piece and even figured out how to husk it! Mommy was not too happy about that, but then the camera came out and all was forgiven. BOL.

On other news fronts, guess who has a new name?! Our wheelie brother, Mr.?. The official announcement will be made next week. Looks like there are 2 winners. Please stay tuned.

Welshie Smooches,

HOotie the great and powerful

Sleeping With Her Balls...

Baby Rocket Dog is sooooo afraid someone will steal her precious balls.

See how she fell asleep?!

Bwhahahaha!

WelshieSmoochies,

Hootie

Baby Rock Star Dog!!

Okay, maybe this is a little misleading. Here's the story: Mommy volunteers to clean the church's teen center once a week. It's called The Rock. Anyway, it usually takes her anywhere from 3 to 5 hours to get The Rock cleaned and she usually takes me with her. Yup, I get to help. Mostly I guard the doors, but sometimes I go up on the stage and lay down. The other day I decided to give the microphone a whirl! See the photo of me singing into it? I decided, just for the day, to change my name to Baby RockStar Dog. The only thing missing is the screaming crowd. What do ya think??