Barney and me... (sounds like a Saturday made for tv movie)

Choke hold... smile Barney... this is our first picture!!!

Allowed in the house

Holy cannolies batman.
Barney was ALLOWED into the grandparents house!

He did very well and just remained in the kitchen.
And while he was tied to the table... he didn't resist.
Not so much restraint at Freddie's when he pulled the lounger across the back patio...

Bath Time

I'm not thinking he liked this.
And honestly... the shampoo stunk worse than he did before.

Meetin' the grandparents

First car ride today... thank you Katie and Clarence!!!!
Barney was EVER SO GOOD in the car. I'm hoping he was just thinking it is so much nicer to watch the scenery just go by you while you sit still, than you go by the scenery.

Here is Barney's picture when we first got on Lakeshore Drive. I do believe he was trying to figure out the whole car thing at that moment...


Checking out the grandparents grass... (he's only peed on the sidewalk and a rock... but there's poop in a bag under a tree... don't ask)

In true patriotic spirit...



and even better... he's not afraid of fireworks. (or thunderstorms or vacuums... score, score and score)

Pictures soon to come... Barney's first bath. It was a mess. Stay tuned...

Bad dog

Apparently sir Barney is becoming more at home with every passing day.
Thinking another run would tire this dog out completely, we opted for a walk this morning.
Not so good.

Upon my leaving the front room for a few minutes tonight, actually to take his bed into the bedroom again for the evening... Barney decided the bed was not going to be good enough and was soon found curled up on the couch. After some serious coaxing, literally having to pick him up off the couch as he wouldn't budge and then a battle of the wits by staring him down... he climbed into his "house" to get away from my eye balls and will be sleeping there this evening.

Where oh where is this mysterious rabies tag so I can get him into a training class?????????

New words

Bed: the thing I'm allowed to sleep on (but must remain on) during the night if I am good and am allowed to stay out of my "house"

House: my crate. I detest it. Hate the word. Run away as soon as it's said.

Sit: This one I appear to have no idea. But if I have to wait long enough, I get tired of figuring out what I'm supposed to do, I just put my butt down and give up.

Up: The no-no word Rob tried to teach me. Julie is hoping I didn't pay that close of attention.

New furniture

Okay, so this isn't Barney related... but you can see some of the place anyway.
Certain rooms have been omitted. (ie the 2nd bedroom that's jammed full of crap so much so you can't even get in there)