December 2022

My forever family has said this is the last day of the year. Makes no sense to me because all I am interested in is playing with my toys, taking puppy naps, and eating. Not necessarily in that order. I love my feeding time. Somehow, I get so excited that my ears end up on

Well, it finally happened.  My beautiful shinny halo, on top of my cute little head, has been dented and somewhat tarnished.  I thought I was being good, but my forever parents said I was not being so good, and I had to go to time out. In all fairness I think my forever family is

Yesterday sure was busy at my house.  There were humans at my house; tall, small, and in-between.  They sat around talking and opening things with pretty wrapping (At least that was what I was hearing).  Sometimes a piece of paper would drop on the floor and like a shiny object I was all over it…

You know I have concluded that humans have a hard time making up their minds.  Making one choice and then deciding on something different.  Take my name for instance.  When I came into this world my breeder mom called me “Sugar”.  She had names for all my brothers and sisters. I played with my sister

I had an interesting day.  I got to drive with my forever dad, and we went to visit the Vets office.  A nice lady named Holly took me in the back to weigh me. I’m growing; up to 6.7lbs. Oh yah!  Then I got stuck with a needle in my right shoulder, ouch.  And to

Well, I have been in my new forever family home for a week, and I decided to get sick.  That’s right.  I didn’t feel like eating so I threw up ended up being held by mom.  After awhile I felt better and decided to eat my food. My mom and dad discussed my event.  They

Today was my first visit to the Vets.  They took me into the back and weighed me. I’m growing. Now up to 6.12lbs. The doctor has interesting hair on his face.  I thought I would chew some of it off, but he was not having any of that.  There was discussion on what I ate,

Wow! Have I been a good puppy!  No accidents in the house or in the sleeping crate.  My family holds my paw to the doorbell and then I am taken outside.  After running around a bit, I do my jobs.  When I look up at my family, they are putting their hands together and giving

Hi. My name is Wrigley and I came into this world on September 12, 2022.  They say I am a Cavapoo breed, but I don’t know any better.  My breeder mom is named Grace and she took care of me for the first 12 weeks of my existence. A family from Washington State saw my