They should never have let a dog be a blogger. I'm way too busy with so many other things - who has time to sit down at a computer? As you can see, I only post once every few years or so. Anyway, here I am on my sixth birthday, with a great new toy that Ellen gave me. He's a yellow and orange starfish. I call him Starry, and I love to jump into the lake to fetch him after Ellen throws him as far as she can. I'm a good strong swimmer. The best part is rolling around in the grass afterwards to dry off a little.
Can you believe I'm six years old already? Ellen says I'm getting to be a very good dog. She says I'm more "mature," whatever that means, and that I sometimes even come when she calls me. All I know is that I have the best life ever for a dog. I get to swim, bike, ski, run, chase squirrels, and - at the end of the day - sleep on a nice, soft bed. What more could any dog want?
Well, maybe a dog could want a new toy once in a while. Some friends of Ellen's gave this raccoon to me. I love Raccoony!
This is my new backyard, behind the house that Ellen moved into recently. Pretty nice, eh?
And here I am modeling my new sweatshirt. How do you like the look?
