Do you like my new BIG friend?

We're really back in Arizona.  I'm getting back into the routine.  Sleep on the bed with Mom and Dad at night.  Wrestle with them on the bed till someone gets up and gets me my breakfast.  Take a loooooong walk all around Desert Camp Road.  Then Mom and Dad have breakfast (and Mom sneaks me a squirt of whipped cream when she makes a bowl of fruit for Dad.)  Then I'm ready for a nap with Dad. 

Mom says, when I take a nap, sometimes I move like I'm running in my sleep.  And she may be right.  'Cuz today I was napping and I was dreaming about Boots.  Who is Boots?  Didn't I tell you about Boots?  I can't believe it.  Boots is so cool.

Well let me tell you about Boots.  Boots is actually back in St. Louis.  He came to my new Dog Park near the school.  (Where Cider the mean dog doesn't come.)  Mom said Boots should have been named Beethoven.  I don't know why.  He looks like Boots to me.  See, here is Boots.

You can see why they call him Boots.  He is so pretty with those white boots.  He has white on his chest just like me.  And he was so very nice to me.

I introduced him to my funny pool.  He really liked it. 

Then we ran and played and ran some more.  (That's probably what I was doing in my sleep when my legs were moving in my nap.) 

 I told him to come back again when I come back to Clayton.  We could be really good friends. 

Anyway, that's Boots.  You can see why I dreamt I was running with him.  It was a good dream.  I have lots of good dreams.

Hope you have the best dreams!

Love, G