Saturday 21st June

I am now 18 weeks old

Apparently I have mastered the sad look and how to be a cheeky boy!

I don't understand what is cheeky about finding a comfy spot for a little nap, they weren't using the sofa at that point so I figured there is no point it sitting there unused so I got up, got comfy and had a little sleep.

In the evening I got on the sofa between Mum and Dad as normal and had a nice cuddle with Mum, then I turned to Dad and had a chomp on his hand and arm and jumped on him a bit, then went back to Mum for a tummy rub, I do love a tummy rub! Mum said I was purring, I don't know what that meant but it must be cos I am a big roughty toughty dog. Then I went back over to Dad for another chew, he tastes so much better than all the toys they buy me.

Thinking about it a lot of my toys have started disappearing, I just get them to that perfect point of chewed and stuffing falling out and they stop reappearing in my toy box. My toy box is magic as I can empty everything out and spread my toys all round the house, but next time I go in the lounge everything is back in it again, I never notice it happen so it must be magic.